#rivervale_lodge

"He's fine," she says briefly in response to Gerd's look.

Within the Lodge, Oak sets up the alarm.

Or rather, the welcome-back-bark.

On the Kestrel, Brekke lands the ship efficiently. "Olgar, find Sylvi. Your phone." She is working to get Frank off of the ship.

Adam pokes into the kitchen.

Frank.... is carried.

Olgar texts: TXTChief needs you. We just landed back at lodge

"Sent the text Chief, I gotta go talk to the wife."

Symon is recoiling somewhat as Adam peeks in. "What's going on?" He looks fine now, and is sipping something that smells sour even across the room.

"You good?" Surprised.

Brekke feels filled with glamour than she was. The trip in the dreaming.

He gives a nod. "When the Hearth puts a healing on someone, they'll be healed or answer to her."

"Ok, cool."

"You want a lift back?"

A wary glance at Adam as he sips. "You know I'm good for it, right? I figured you might want to wait until I trade for some dross you'd prefer."

Brekke takes a deep breath of HOME as well, and carries Frank up to the Lodge.

Olgar enters in with an Enchanted boy by his side... he seems a bit stunned. The Dreaming is risky for mortal minds and he spent a lot of time protecting the kid.

Kerri stops in mid-seam and stands. "Olgar..." Relief and concern at once, and...she looks at him, and then at the boy.

Dagmar is carrying the bound thallian (goblin?)

Goblin

Brekke enters the Lodge after Dagmar, Frank in her arms. "Get the cot," she says to Kerri.

"What happened?" Even as she asks, Kerri is doing as instructed, setting out the cot by the Balefire just in time for Brekke to settle Frank before it.

"What's wrong with him?" the Hearth asks.

"This is Carl" Olgar says ... "And Frank's got some kind of poison"

"Jack's mom sold him." Oozing contempt.

He peers out, but then recoils from the craziness.

Vali adds "And I put him in a status...Frank that is"

Adam hangs with Symon. "What's going on?"

"Poison? Olgar, get Sylvi, I'm running a tub...." and the Hearth hurries upstairs.

And that's when Sylvi rushes in the door. "What's going on?"

Kerri halfway up the stairs says, "Come with me, need you to do some Spring work."

"Gonna need your Spring magics. Frank's gotten poisoned. " Olgar says "Follow the lead of your mom"

"Shit." He breathes, peering out through a crack in the door, then eyes widen as he hears 'poison'.

"Oh!" She hurries up, and the mother and daughter disappear down the upstairs corridor.

A grunt from Dagmar. She shifts her hold, dangling the goblin upside down.

Brekke relaxes fractionally as the healing arts are being prepared, and finally takes enough time to turn her attention to the Goblin.

As the healers run upstairs, Symon slinks out to where he can see Frank, and - from several feet away - Focuses his autumn vision on the Troll.

He goes still, his eyes gleaming that freaky green that look more like they should belong to Lovecraft, eyes locked on Frank.

The goblin struggles but goes no where.

Creeping closer until he's hovering about a foot away.

Vali's eyes are on the goblin, like if he could kill it with a gaze. It would be dead

Brekke watches the goblin with a look of heartless calculation. Whatever she wants to do, it doesn't look like it's going to be pleasant.

"They sold other kids - kept Jack cause he was kithain."

"Okay!" Sylvi's voice calls from upstairs. "Okay, ready! Bring him up!"

And Symon.. realizes it's going to be need to be bleed.. here thre... if he tells them they might more accurate

"The spriggan sold him. Pretty sure the spriggan's dead. Most of them were dead..." A flickering grimace.

Jack rushes to Frank's body "is he d..." His eyes widen

Brekke nods once to Dagmar. "Do not let it escape."

He moves in front of Brekke, between her and Frank when she goes to lift him. "Wait!" He hisses at his loudest.