#fenixtj

Jessica has a lot on her plate. A LOT

So when a DeBuke visists, she's a bit surprised. Especially as it isn't one she knows.

Phobos calls out "Beyla Manyquestions DeBuke... a ..kid"

"Yes, it's an earned name, from Chieftain Brekke Grimhand, the unrelenting judge gave me that name. You're name is Phobos? Isn't that a god of fear from the greek? I thought you were Mexican? Do you worship Phobos? Do prayers get awkward?"

"Phobos is multilingual." Jess explains as she arrives "Did my mother send you?"

"Are you Jessica the Freeflame? Westward Bound then Found? The Nameless who became Famous? The Countess who will be unchained by any House, only true to her own heart? Daughter of a Great Chief and a Mighty and Wise Warrior of Wheels?" The girl asks "Because I'm supposed to give the letter to just her, so if you're not her, ain't gettting it nor sirr rree bob"

Phobos grumbles "Why do people send us the precocious ones?"

"They know we love a challenge, Phobos." she mutters in response before saying "You are Beyla DeBuke?"

"Yes ''ma'am. Now is you who I asked? Cause I can't give the message to no other but her"

"I am."

"Pleasure to meet you, Miss Freeflame." She hands over a letter "Heard lots about you. Word is you're all friendly with the NU ANEE... and know a lot about em. "

"Jessica is fine." she allows, taking the letter. " 'All friendly' might be an overstatement but so far we have forged some alliances between our Fae and the Nunnehi." she pronounces it as the locals prefer.

"Nunnehi" Beyla says carefully, trying to get it right

"Yes, better." kindly.

The letter is simple Jessica, Clem here. No time for formalities. Afraid for the next week or so, rations we normally offer up to your hold are gonna be going elsewhere. We got flood victims to provide for, some food going to where the floods were ,some to our new guests until we can get them other places to stay. Ian is worse chimerically than it is to the Autumn turns out and Fiona's damage lingers. Sorry if this leaves you in a lurch. I know this can cause your hearth.. pardon, cooks, to have to adapt without warning. Please give em my apologies too. Sorry about Beyla's questions, she's the only one I could spare and she'll get in trouble if I let her go to flood zones

Jess reads and nods.

"You got a message for me to take back, Miss Jessica ma'am?"

"Beyla, come in and have something to eat and drink. If you wish, stay a night but I do wish you to return quickly with a response. I offer you a visit at a later date to enjoy the County if you want."

"That's powerful kind of you, Miss Jessica" She looks around "Real nice place. Like what you done with it. Did it look like this afore you came here? Cuz it don't have that Balor stink no more I can tell" She sniffs "No sir ree, does not smell of Cold Iron and Edgelordin"

As she asks questions she does come in further as directed. She can multi task

"Thank you. And no, this is not how we found it; we have made some changes."

"Well, you done good, ma'am" A pat on the grown up troll's hand to encourage her, "AInt' too girly but still got that there feminine touch"

"Thank you." a bit dryly; the childling might not notice, though.

Childling really (Least i think so)

"You're most welcome. I figure a compliment if sincere, just encourages more of the good. That's what Hearth Agnes usta say. SHe's dead now as you heard. I miss her powerful, but she deserved a rest. Reckon all you old folk do in time"

"Not that you're OLD OLD..." She adds "Just oldish. "

"Yes." Jessica shows her to the kitchen to get set up with food and drink "I'll be back shortly, just need to write a note."

Salma is in the kitchen, and gives Beyla a curious glance.

Even as she is carefully stirring a bowl of churro batter than is almost larger than herself.

"Salma, this is Beyla from the FarmHold. Beyla, Salma is our library and part of the childling's court."

"Hello, Salma, I'm Beyla. I like your ears. They look soft. They keep you warm come winter?"

"Winter?" She tilts her head to one side. "Winter is not cold. It is blissfully cool from the heat. But in the summer, they keep me cool in the breeze."

"Do you like churros?"

'What's a churro?" Beyla says

And Jessica can slip away to write a letter of her own. SHe likes kids but wow

Jessica finds the parchment she keeps ready for times like this in excellent care. Her scribe even got her a lovely quill and ink set for Yule last year

Salma gasps, and starts to inform the newcomer of the wonders of a churro. Apparently, it was the foundation of Fenix, can heal all wounds, right the wrongs, saves the wicked from their paths...

Beyla has a dozen questions on this, which of course, isn't always productive with pooka if you want accuracy, but Salma will educate her with more than accuracy, but with panache!

She even lets the girl add the cinnamon and sugar to the bowl for dipping when they come out hot from the fryer.

"I am not allowed to fry the oil, not yet, because the mysteries of the Kitchen Bruja are too strongly protected. But the magical dust for finishing, we can do." She steals a taste of the cinnamon sugar and grins.

"Well gosh, aint' right NOT To help"

Jessica returns with a sealed note for Beyla.

Beyala turns with cinamon on her fingers and holds out her hand to take it

"Why don't you clean up first?" Jess suggests. "Best not take your Chief a messy note."

"Oh right, which way to the outhouse?" A grin "Just kidding, we got indoor plumbing"

"Cinnamon is as official as sealing wax."

Salma licks her own fingers primly.

"The kitchen sink is right over there." Jessica offers.

"We have everything but." Salma adds.

And she goes to wash her hands in the sink "Salma was showing me all about Churros"

"Churros are important." Jessica agrees.