#rescuemiriam

"Sister..ly?" Earl blinks and touches his head "Man, my skull"

"Sister, yes. But she is a friend. Has aided me, and thee. Perhaps... perhaps the farm, aye? Clem?"

"Yes, Clem can... help." He nods...

"Aye. And I would seek to pay my debt, help she who helped saved thee..."

"I will vouch for her, but I understand if they would wish to inspect her themselves." She glances back at the pooka. "If you would so wish."

"She's coming then" earl says "I'll vouch too." //Ginny bites her lip ,then nods./ And they move...for a moment, in the near Dreaming, she sees five figures heading on another trod.

Zara squints, curious.

Was that Sylvi? Oh, too late..they're gone.

ANd they? They arrive in the garden.

Earl smiles, "The one that smells like corn." Almost staggering towards the farm trod

"Sometimes home can be very sweet..." An amused look, and she reaches back to take the moth's hand.

The moth girl takes it, pale hand in pale hand...and soon they are... on the Silver again, but it feels like such a short jump. And they almost run into a huge towering ogre! Well, a troll ogre. Murray! The Storm

"Storm, sir!"

Cassie/Ginny shrinks back "wargbreaker"

"Cassandra... Murray, this is my sister. She helped me save Earl. Earl needs to be tended, I am a poor healer...."

"Later we'll talk about who did this to my cousin" Murray says and grabs Earl and carries him over his shoulder with surprising ease "Come on. Follow." //"Humliiating.." earl mutters.//"Don't give a shit." Murray says "You and the moth wing girl, follow."

She flashes a smile at Cassie - reassuring, hopeful - and she gives the pale hand a gentle tug.

The farm has a light drizzle, not freezing, it's not cold enough for that. but the night rain is welcome despite it's lack of warmth. Een at this time of night, voices soon rouse, "Murray's bringing someone in... someone's wounded" " Get clem" "It's earl!" "DEFINITELY get Clem"

She follows Murray, shrinking a little as the commotion is raised.

Clem comes out wearing a robe and work boots and then when she sees Earl gestures to the balefire area, "Get him near the flame, Murray. I'll takei t from there" A look to Zara, "Where have you two been? Doyle called me to... nevermind, I have questions later though. She your friend?" A look to Cassie/Ginny. It is Murray who answers "her sister. " And he trundles past.//Clem raises a brow at that, but nods, "Come on in then."

To Zara, the DeBuke bale is now familiar, but true to her moth nature, at the size of such an immense flame- Ginny's eyes go VERY wide and she mutters "oh sweet destruction to kiss thy lips"

"Sister... half, yes... I'm sorry, I couldn't... I couldn't fix this with soup?" Was that a joke? It seems like an attempt, but her nerves make it seem more of an apology.

"Oh we'll talk" Clem says as Earl is laid gently on a cot near the fire that's been put out. She unveils him and her eyes darken and she mutters "Whoever did this will know definitions of fury no dicitonary can warn one of. "

"I found him. Cassandra helped when my magics faltered."

"And she saved me, too, from dangers of the path..."

"But I found him. Golnaz... the eshu we... we spoke of, before. She took him."

"My sister does me...great praise but I..." Cassandra says "I am not all she sings of."// "Golnaz" Clem hisses, and goes to work. Zara has seen her before. Clem has always been good at healing magics.... but her expertise of medicine has grown period. She does not just heatherbalm, but after making sure Earl has drank from a cup to render him asleep, (and more importantly numb), she tends to each wound with mundane methods and sutures. All will heal right. Earl's hands are too important to him to do otherwise. But Clem is lavish in her use of dross, and even then some ofh er own glamour goes into it.

"I am placing my trust in you." She looks back at the pooka, breaking fro her attention on Clem's healing.

Cassandra nods, "I understand. Your tongue whispers but your word is loud, and I must not drown it out with dishonorable din."

"Well... I do not fear the snow, nor winter dress."

Clem wipes her brow ,touching the horn on Earl's lightly that was a moment ago, ready to fall off.. she frowns, "He may have a crack there, a scar for the rest of his life. I'm not sure. We'll see. But it's part of him again. The skull under it was cracked too. That's healed now. Gave him meds to help fight inflammation"

"That... he seemed dazed, aye. That would do it."

"I shall let him know scars are handsome. Roguish. And that he is not allowed another..."

Clem smiles at that, "Good. I'll be sure to hit the back of his head where he won't get another like that then." Then a look to Cassandra, "Pardon my lack of manners, Cassandra. Earl's a cousin but he's more like a little brother to me. We're much obliged for your help to him and Zara."//"So you are ambition with light's grace," Cassandra observes, "And the Scythe will not fall in your shadow without effort. You will not part with two coins without debate."//Clem blinks, then looks to Zara, "This gonna be a thing with her?"

"She is, methinks, touched by Da'an, but it must meander past a pooka's tongue. So... vision, wrapped in riddles and metaphor."

"And you DO fight death...."

"It's almost like the most difficult people are drawn to Soothsay the most." Clem sighs, though at the mention of fighting death "I'm liable to deliver some if I met this Golnaz and right of life be..." A deep breath. "Nevermind that. I want to hear the story. Why didn't you call for me? Doyle says Earl's been missing for..well, it's Friday , the 26th if that tells you anythin"

"She said if I went here, she would know and... " A grimace and she shakes her head. "I thought I could find him, reach him, before she realized I was going there instead of to ransom him..."

"Oh Zara, you s hould have..."A frown, "no. I am not going to make you feel guilty about this. You were trying to protect us and save him. I might have done the same if I were you. But I'm glad you found help" A nod to thep ooka before returning to Zara, "That means Golnaz is still on the loose, isn't she? mmm I want a piece of that unless Earl insists on it for himself."

She frowns, "Crap."

"I couldn't tell Doyle, what if... what if it was someone else using his phone? Or.. no, Hirim is sick, he has the flue, and August is busy, and I couldn't come here..."

"You can always come here, but I knnow what you mean" Clem says "I have a quest of my own I agreed to." A frown, "Maybe I should pass. " She will clearly think on it and instead guides Zara to a seat "Sit down. hearth has some tea on. I'll get some for both of you."

"A quest?" She trails over, sitting beside the sleeping Earl.

"And tea would be lovely, thank you."

Cassandra nods. And Clem heads out for a moment. Cassandra looks to Zara "She is a healing spring with a great vortex at the center ready to destroy should someone ..." A nod to Earl "That. You see it do you not? What is wild in her whould hunt and slay for this. Does this serve you or frighten? And what should I encourage?"