#rivervale_lodge

"Agreed," she nods to Olgar, not moving an inch from Frank's side. She meets his look for a moment, then nods and looks to the chimera. "Welcome to Rivervale, Ashley and Perry...though I do not understand how you came to be here."

"They were mortal souls trapped in the game. Alas, too far gone to change back like the two with Olgar did." The Dougal baron says. The old lady with him is melting and reforming

Frank starts to explain, and then just nods when the baron does it.

"I...see." Brekke's brow is furrowed. "Then...is there a home for them to return to, or do they stay here?"

"Well... the Chimera... Perry, do you remember where you are...were...from?" <ENTER>

"Roughly, I ..... Kentucky I think. But somehoww I don't think the family would want me around even i they could see me." HE turns and bows to Brekke, "Pardon, great lady. I don't plan to be iwthin here unless you allow. I... have instincts, maybe enough to make as a...chimera? yeah, a chimera"

"Don't blame Frank for Ash, his will slipped a bit" The baron says

"I will allow, certainly. But I do not know what accommodations will be suitable."

"I was thinking, if we could narrow it down, perhaps we could find the most-local Freehold to your original home."

Olgar raises a brow, "SOmething something beam in your own eye..." He looks next to the Dougal

Then a blink at the baron's comment, and she gives Frank a look.

Frank frowns at the baron.

"How may I serve,?" the once elderly mortal lady says//The Baron blushes "Ah... I may have read too many gibson novels as a youth"

After the frown, he looks down at his boots.

Frank is rescued from the look as Brekke directs her attention to the third chimera. "Well...yes. Right. So." A breath. "Are there others still trapped?"

"No." Frank says quietly. "One didn't make it out... but he's not trapped."

The Chieftain focuses on business.

A slight sigh, and she does rest a hand on Frank's shoulder. "I am sorry for that, Frank. But you did very well for these others."

"These three left their mortal bodies behind, I suppose. Trapped in the game too long. We had to give them Chimerical forms."

Frank looks at Brekke, nods. "Thank you."

"Baron," she addresses the Dougal. "What do we do with the machine? I am in favor of destroying it, but I believe you would find that upsetting."

"oh the arcade game? " He says pulling his eyes from the 'golem girl' "I would. I will have it delivered to my hold for study, and while it will be broken down into parts, so it won't endanger anyone again, that was part of my deal with Sir Frank, I want the remnants"

Frank nods.

"Understood." She nods and gives the machine itself a judgmental look.

"And of course, this lovely lady golem can serve at my hold, she'd with my Donkey Kong and Pac Man's guardsman"

The Golem lady pauses, looks down at herself again, "And what am I paid for this?"

Frank clears his throat.

"Beg pardon?"The baron says, "You last longer in a hold..."

"Yes, but there are other holds," The Golem seems less submissive "Don't I have..options?"

Her eyes now flicker blue..troll blue in fact

"She -must-." Frank agrees. "Have options."

"You have options." Brekke confirms. "But perhaps starting out with the Baron would be a good idea."

The Dougal blinks, "She's still sentient and sapient? I.." A blush "Pardon me, lady golem. I was blind to some obvious things I should be aware of and kinder about. Please consider yourself a guest at my hold for a week and then if you want to leave it, you will"

The golem nods, "yes, well, call me Galatea. And yes. That sounds fine." She eyes the dryad "The lady wife is too kind to say this, Ashley, but I am not. Leave Frank be or I will chuck you in the nearest body of water to let you cool off."

The Dryad pouts "Fine fine.." And definitely makes room, sulking

Frank purples lightly.

Brekke only just manages to control a grin at that, but nods her head. "A pleasure to meet you, Galatea."

"I' m going to find a tree," The dryad poos and scampers off into the world... too feral to be contained in her way.

Frank seems... relieved.

"There are many, be welcome." Brekke says as she leaves, even if her hospitality is a bit strained.

Galatea does give a smile, brief, then "Sir Franklyn and Rover Olgar and the Baron saved us. Maybe not the way he hoped, but, they did. I'm grateful. This is ..a strong healthy form. It feels quite enjoyable. And.. I clearly have choice . Few can ask for more. "

"I'm glad you feel that way." Frank says.

Brekke merely nods.

"It's okay, man I feel pretty good. Heck, this height feels natural..and .. you knnow, wings" Perry loops about

The mortals with Olgar are eating food and drinks trying not to freak out at the strangness they are seeing. Olgar looks over "I know what trod to take these two down so they're not connnected here after"

"Do you need assistance?"

"Me? Nah," Olgar says "It'll take my mind off ..somethings. Oh, should we warn Vali about the dryad?"

"I.... suppose." Slowly.

"No hurry then" He smirks