#rivervale_lodge

"Fine by me. Dagmar, it was nice to meet you. Siv, a pleasure to see you again"

THat last from Emmit, of course

"Nice to meet you..."

The two older trolls move on. Siv watches them go, then says "No, Bancroft hasn't been by. I don't think he and I... you know, did anything TOO extreme? And..." She sighs "I don't know if that's why he's avoiding me or something else"

She frowns. "Maybe something to do with the Countess?"

A scowl "I hope not , but maybe. Man I still get mad what little memory I have o that"

"She tried to take the ship, didn't she?"

"She did" Siv's eyes grow a bit dark "I remember that. I will NEVER forget that."

Then "Which reminds me, not sure. Do you think we should tell Vali her 'auntie Thea' tried to steal our ship?"

"Maybe?"

"I mean... does he.. I mean... think better him than the Chief..."

"Aye, we definitely do NOT tell my mother. Ever. Get a bloody troll war going." A sigh "maybe next year we egg her hold"

"Fair enough."

"And sorry, Dagmar, I suppsose a crazy old crone of a sidhe in Baltimore is small potatoes compared to an invading sidhe here" Wry "You okay this this twin oaths weirdness?"

"Not really, but what can I do?"

"You know more than you did, that's something. So, what do you think of Mountain Emmit?"

"He seems okay. Not totally lame."

"Yeah, but that iowan accent, is it nae the oddest muddle you've heard in all yuir life?"

"Well.. yeah."

"Me, I ain't got no accent." Says the Jersey girl.

Siv laughs "Nope. Not around here anyway"

"Damn straight."

"I know you want to wait for the adoption to be all official, but can I just say I'm happy to have you related to me?" Siv looks at the younger scrappy brawler of a badass

She purples a little, but smiles. "Glad to have you, too."

"Thanks. I suppose we should get in and have something to eat and..." then hoof beats

Riding up on the chimerical horse that symon investigated the other day and (with zane's help) kept from being devoured, is Tanya

Dagmar tenses up, expression blocking off into a scowl.

"Dagmar, I require your help " the sidhe lady says "follow me."

"No. What do you need?"

"I need your strength or the log may crush him, follow or don't but on your head be it if he dies then" The girl turns on her horse and heads towards the woods

Siv says "Well, shit."

Dagmar scowls.... and follows.

"You go ahead, I'll go tell Vali"

That from Siv, of course.

And Dagmar , while on foot, has long strides and does not tire. she can't keep up with the horse, but she isnt' too far behind

"You know, you COULD ask for help instead of just being snotty and giving orders."

Tanya sniffs, she's off her horse and further in.

And so too, it turns out, is DIrk! Trapped under a log which his teeth cannot reach, he's struggling...nearby there is a very hairless cat looking curiously at him and

well, she's not sure the tree may have bite marks

"The hell you do, Dirk?" She stomps down the slope, looking at the tree to figure out the best place to lift it.

"Fuck... you..gon lecktue me now? Shit" Choke

"The patterns are clear, he gnawed on one side of the tree at the lower part, it broke from it's own weight and fell on him" Tanya says and gestures, "Dagmar, he's lifting some and is quite strong, if you add your strength to his he might be able to slide out"

Tanya is looking around for something

Dagmar nods. "Ain't lecturing. Just sayin'." She plants her feet... and lifts

Dirk IS strong, but Dagmar out classes him by half... and even she has to strain. /"Quickly, move so she can drop it again " Tanya says

The redcap growls "I got it.." And slides out so it can be dropped

She grits her teeth, holding it long enough so Dirk can escape - it IS heavy, there's a quiver in her arms before it drops with a loud crash.

Dirk chokes a bit clearing his throat. Peach/SmeaGAL/Scrot rubs against his leg

"Good thing Not-Tanya found you. That cat would be devastated..."

"Yeah well, who cares what a stupid cat thinks..." Dirk says