#rivervale_lodge

"She's got a right be angry" Jaymes says "And it worries me that she does, but she also used to the help Siv. At her core? She's a good kid" Proud tilt of chin

"By telling good stories?" Dag emerges, in her sweats and faded nighttime t-shirt.

"Mmm I suppose Sailors can be skalds. Maybe I'll take lessons from Torin and Tove" Siv looks at the sweats, "You wear a lot more than I do to bed. Don't you get hot?"

"I do not doubt it," Brekke reassures him. "But if it were to get away from her...she may hurt those she does not mean to hurt. I merely think you want to prepare yourself for that, and how to respond if it happens."

"Not that hot. I'll wait for you?"

"mmm yes I... " Jaymes nods, "Chieftain, you're probably right, and I would be very grateful for suggestions."

"Up to you, I don't mind talking during shower, obbviously" SIv slips up to shower very relaxed about it. For a troll, she's not so modest

Dag, however, decorously steps out to the hall. "Must be the ship thing. When I was at the group home, we had to shower in groups. It sucked."

A wry grin from Brekke. "Jaymes, you know I am improvising as well, yes?"

"Ugh. I can see why. " From the shower Siv chimes in "I mean, your crew, you signed on with them, sometimes you even have a say in the new blood right? But a group home? You'd none of that. Not een coworkers or freinds, strangers and not always nice I'm guessing?"

"Yeah. But everybody else hated it, too."

Jaymes chuckles "Sometimes I forget how 'new' this iss to you. You do it well, Chieftain. My brother from anothr life chose well." Nod "NOt that my approval matters " a bit of humor "But he has my blessing in this anyway" Yes, troll stoic humor

A huff of a chuckle. "Well, good, because we are a bit far to back out of things now." She offers to put the whiskey bottle away. "I want to do a patrol, but also see if I can find anything that might help us. The chimera faded too fast for me to Whisper them."

He does turn the bottle over, he had what he felt was appropriate, "mm if this was normal, I'd say look at the where the ammo hit or fell when it missed. Particles and all, but if it has dissolved entirely, I'm not sure that helps"

"No. I will backtrack them, though, if they left a trail...and I may Whisper other plants to ask them what transpired near them. Excuse me, please."

"Take Edeweiss with you . Her nose might be handy"

A soft whuff.

She checks that her axe is secure on her belt, and goes back out the kitchen door, nodding. "Good idea. Edelweiss, come. Buddy, you help Oak guard." And she and one dog are gone.

He looks after them, and whines softly, pacing by the door.

"I bet they did," Siv says soon dressed in shorts and a t "You want me to stay ith you tonight in the same room? You know, sine Sylvi's gone?"

"Connor, right?" Jaymes says "Come on, you look tired. Enough playing dog. Let's get you into a bed huh?"

She yawns. "You don't hafta."

He sits by the door, nose pointed towards the way Brekke went. Guarding.

"Well, truth to tell" Siv says "I' might sleep better myself. Keeyed upafter the fight . Sylvi won't mind. "

"Uh huh. You can guard from your bed" Jaymes says

"Sure, then."

Siv settles in, and then jokingly says in singing voice, not to bad, "Oh this is the saga, of Dagmar and Siv, and a fight to tree goblins, they surely did give. ..."

"Totally a - what'd you call it? - skald." Dag flops on her bed. Bloody clothes sit abandoned in a pile on the bathroom floor. Oops.

His ears droop and he whines, but doesn’t seem willing to move. A paw lightly scratches at the door.

Siv chuckles "The crumbling wood cowards tried to strike with no more warning than a shush. Guess you could say, they were each an 'am'bush'" Vali has been a bad influence

"Heh." Oh, she'll just close her eyes for a minute...

"Mmm" Jaymes says, nd takes a spot nearby to wait for the boy to pass out, so when he does, he can put him in bed proper.

He does not! He is a good boy, and guards. And guards. And guardzzzzz....

Humming now.. from Siv

Quiet breathing from Dagmar's side of the room.

As the guards beomes Guardzzz..... Jaymes makes his rounds. Pup put in a boy's bed. CLothes in bathroom put into laundry before the blood can settle in more. And Jaymes his himself? he ssleeps with a weapon nearby. Anyone attacking this lodge will taste claymore

With adrenaline crashed, she sleeps like a log.

And Siv herself falls asleep.

And each youngter dreams.... Dagmar dreams of glorious light coming behind her, as if she was bringing the dawn behind her. Siv dreams she's in a room with three old women with shears and thread, but they keep demanding she speak up, like they can't hear her, come closer they ccan't see her. And Connor? Connor dreams somone has fallen down a well, but when he looks in, it's his mortal face down there. He barks and barks but no one is coming no one is...

(End Scene)

.....

At Symon's Household, he is woken by a drip drip drip dripping sound

The sluagh kid's eyes open, taking not a moment to adjust - the darkness as clear as day to his sight, Twisting free of his sheets, bare feet hitting the floor as he seeks the source of the sound. (Fluffy slippers disdained and shoved SO FAR back under the bed.)

there's a spot of blood in the floor, and every once in awhile, a drop goes UP towards the ceiling, where it is splattering words..words in blood.

He blinks, and pinches his hand... ow! Okay, not dreaming. Kneeling, a finger slowly dragged through the liquid and sniffed - oh yeah, that's blood - and looking upward to the ceiling...

"mY AsHeS! My rAgE!"

He reaches up to scratch his head in confusion - only remembering at the last moment to carefully wipe the blood from his finger onto... A glance around the room, and he snags a sock from basket of clean laundry that was, let us admit it, never going to be folded. Pocketing the bloody fabric, he slinks up the stairs - carefully checking around the corners as he approaches the master bedroom.

Soft sounds of snoring

While not religious, Symon pushes back an urge to whisper a thanks to whatever Elder God is watching over him for that small blessing. The door is carefully cracked open and he peers in - just making sure that both forms are there, and don't seem to be.... leaking.

Nope... but he ..there's something in here. Hovering near his Step mom!