#odyssey

Upnod.

An upnod in return "House Sister. I hope you fare well" And a nod to Symon "And to you, goodsluagh"

Symon is unsure, but nods in greeting - it might even be a bow, after taking note of Dagmar’s reaction.

the sidhe girl comes out, then seeing the Gwydion, bows "My liege? How went the patrol"

Grunt. ("Good!")

A look at the girl, then Morthwyl, and an eyebrow.

Apparently the Gwydion, while a sidhe, knows enough trolls to get the direction of the meaning and nods "I am glad to hear of it, Dame. " A glance to the girl "My patrol went well. Squire... are you pestering strangers again?"

"No" She lies. And it does not register

"Ah. Eiluned."

"Yes" Morthyl says soundinga bit martyred "She says she wears green with the black instead of silver to honor me.. but I suspect she also enjoys confusing people . Has she been prying?" He asks, his tone indicating he is not surprised if it is so

The squire crosses her arms and gives as much of a glare as she dare

Shrug. "She's fine."

"We gotta go. Mission."

the young girl looks surprised at the..well, shrug and 'fine' perhaps expecting something more harsh and her defensive body language fades some and indeed she seems a bit sheepish

"Of course," Sir Morthyll says "I myself may not be back if you should return this way. I must find a new hold since I have a squire. Firnost is too.. unprotected, and the streets here still dangerous. I wish you luck on your quest whatever it is,the both of of you"

As different from his squire as night and day, he shares information rather freely

"Mm.." She looks at Symon. Brow of question - is he thinking what she is?

He gives Morthwyll a nod, thoughtful. “Maybe try someplace warmer. I hear Texas is nice this time of year.”

"How you feel about Liam?"

"I have seen amazing acts of herisom from more than one" he says "Sparrow Ogrebane for one"

"...isn't that that Dare-win's nickname? Dare-in. Dare-in-with."

A smirk. “Trust me. Go to Texas. Fort Davis.” And he reiterates, “Trust Dagmar, if not me. but you can tell them that Rivervale pointed you the way.

"It's honestly worse if you see it spelled out. But she seems real nice.."

"Derrywynd? Fort davis?I .. I maybe in your debt, good sir" To Symon "I don't believe you've shared your name, but then that seems to be a choice for some sluagh and I will respect it. Still, my thanks to you both"

"texas? liam?" the squire wrinkles her nose

His eyes narrow a touch. “Do you have a problem with Liam?” Voice polite.

"Sure. Careful on the trods."

"I.. no" the girl says

“Then you might enjoy For Davis. Safe travels. Oh, and check out the underground trolley.”

"Good" Morthyl says "They are still sidhe.. and may I say they serve the Escheat admirably" A frown at his squire, then he nods to them again "Noted. D'aan favor you"

Symon is already sliding away, his head down a bit. Dagmar may actually need TWO steps to catch up,

Another nod, and she heads after the sluagh.

And off they head to the State Fairgrounds

Mumbling. “The guys just grow on you after a while.” He mutters to the accusation no one made,