#rivervale_lodge

"Ah...thank you." Brekke is puzzled, but accepts it as a compliment.

"Oh, is that your motley? Awesome. I used to run everywhere with my trag', and..." She cuts off, and shakes her head. "Anyways, I'm a free agent now. Free spirit, right?"

The butterfly's wings flutter and flash

"Tragos is a satyr motley, right?"

"I dunno if we're a formal motley, but.. well, we do stuff, sure."

"This is a good place to start over."

"Yeah - if they're your mates, they're your motley. Got your back - like, will they follow you snapping fingers if a rival gang hits your turf?" Humming a few bars from West Side Story. and digging into her bag - looking very intent on finding something that has nothing to do with the butterfly flittering around her head.

"So yeah, I guess so."

Kerri comes out of the kitchen, grinning with triumph, and goes to whisper to the Chieftain. The Chieftain's eyes light up, and she nods. "That is very timely. Good. They have agreed to it? Then...." She nods. "Please tell the boys."

"Found it, the address. Oh, but she said you know the way already. Guess I didn't need it. Who keeps paper notes anymore? It's so weird." She notices Kerri returning and jumps on the opportunity to change conversation. "Oh, that was really good coffee. Thank you!"

"Does the butterfly have a name?"

Kerri goes to give the two troll boys the good news. Brekke looks to Margalita, Ikenna, and Foam. "We are fortunate that a member of the barony has space for you to stay that will be more comfortable than hammocks. Her name is Tiffany, and I hope you will treat her home and hospitality with respect."

Margalaita says "Furking yes but.. uhm.. can I still maybe help with the play house thing?"

Ikenna says "Ooo new place."

Foam smiles and blushes "That'll be nice"

"Oh, that's Jiminee." Catching a bit of the conversation, she remarks to Dagmar, "They're heading out? Too bad, I was going to ask if I could train them like the Von Trapp Family singers. Got any curtains you don't need?"

"I believe so, Margalita, yes. And, Ikenna, I believe Tiffany will have many stories for you, but she is a pooka, so it may take some work to tease the truth from her."

"Yeah, sounds like things will be back to normalish. Until the next thing."

Over the next hour, the kids vanish, two by 1 by two... Sally Mae and Tiffany handling it all

And Brekke sees about repairing that hole in the roof. Heatherbalm is a wonderful thing.

"Isn't that just life? One crazy thing after the next. If it slows down too much, it means you're done!"

And soon, there's this most wonderful sound in the lodge.

Relative quiet.

"Hunh. Guess so..." As the pair walk out.

Gerd plops down and gets some soothing tea ,and sips saying "I'm getting too old for this shit"

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