#ooc

"So I am a Namer and practitioner of the Autumn art..."

"And it would really help me if I had a lock of each of your hairs..oh wait.. I've already collected them"

well, actually...

Look, -August- is completely honest but believe it or not he doesn't expect Zara to be.

awww

that's honestly the sweetest thing

It is.

Zara rarely lies. She does omit and evade.

Hey Brekke P. Love the statue. It keeps on giving 🙂

Oh, dear. Firnost?

Yup. Or KC_necropolis room if you want a repost. I put it there so Catnik could see if she wanted to 🙂

Oh, good grief.

I like the part about spitting the axe out and cutting someone in half.

but then I would. I am highly amused by myself as a rule 🙂

He's equating her to Skurge???

He's a seven or 8 year old boy. You expect him to equate her to Beowulf?

AFK a mo.

Ok

Skurge is pretty fun

I mean, it's a hell of a hero scene, but....

But Jowan ever meets Brekke she can set him straight... like.. the fact you were around in 1990 does not mean you must be dead from either battle or old age 🙂

LOL Yup.

FEELS Like it sometime

I would love for Brekke to end up being one of those fae who just survives...but I don't know how likely that is. Then again...if her legend is perpetuated.... shrug Guess it's possible.

Oh it's possible she'd even become on of the Siochan (Sp) the immortal fae who find that perfect balance

which would surprise the hell out her I 'm sure

That's the word I was thinking of, but couldn't find. She'd absolutely feel unworthy of that.

Most folks would be unworthy of it 🙂 I have the rules for those guys now, need to look over them.

The Book Group can make perception plus kenning rolls here if they like. .. or cinematic

I do love the travelogue-of-the-Near-Dreaming nature of the PBEM

It can be fun to write the fisher king effect.. the land and the lord are one.

/roll 7

Arguably, 3

I figure the fief around RV, the near dreaming of it, gets even more forested than it is... folks in the suburbs in that area don't realize that if they closed one eye and dreamed really hard they'd see great woods with trails a giant could walk through, and winged wolves give chase on great stags whose antlers gleam like silver and seem to be able to vanish in the shadows of those trees like fog in sunlight. Homes even without fireplaces have smoke trails that do not pollute, the amount of pure white smoke a clue to how much love is in each house. And babbling brooks are filled with playful nerieds that chatter about in the nude but, out of courtesy for their liege's sensibilities, have towels of blue and green with ornate patterns they can throw on any time when they aren't slipping into the water.

Got it , Catnik 🙂 3 it is

I like that. A lot.

I might be a sap. Don't tell anyone.

A sense of strength about it all, too.

I imagine Olgar rather likes the 'local beat' and Brekke some times dips into the near dreaming for her patrols too.

aw

An aside: I think Dagmar has mostly been with white foster families.

And she IS half

She is *Nod * and has.

Tove and Jaymes would not stand in her way if she wants to study black culture or african heritage. I can totally see the Ghana braids . 🙂