#rivervale_lodge

"We may need to make an example of her," she says grimly.

A raven is watching them from a telephone pole.

Brekke notes it. Ravens aren't unheard of in this area, but they're not common. She nods toward it to draw it to the others' attention, then kenns it.

There is glamour, it bows to her. A cantrip? Baron Kealean

She relaxes minutely and nods back to the Baron.

She has not stopped supporting Frank, whether he still needs it or not.

A moment later, Baron Kealan steps out in his two legged form, "A boon is requested."

She blinks. "And it is...?"

"Turn her" A glance to the woman in Jaymes hands then turned back to he Chief "over to me. She's Scathach. And the House may not like me sometimes, but they'll agree with me that any sister who would do THIS kind of mercenry work has crossed a line."

Brekke's expression is unreadable at first. Then she says, "Whatever punishment your house puts on her, it does not satisfy the harm she has done here. If that is agreed, I will release her to your control. For now."

"Agreed. recompense to you and yours is required," he nods "And I thank you. My house has strange events underway, and this maybe a link to some..concerns." A look at the others, who are also wounded, "May I offer some dross? For it's own sake" meaninng he's not trying to insult anyone by paying them off

A brief hesitation, then another nod. "I am indebted," she accepts.

He takes a chunk of dross in a plastic bag and offers it to her, is that an extra sized jack in the box kernal that merged like five in one? Yes. good for a cantrip or two

She takes it. "Thank you." Then to Jaymes, she says, "Turn her over to the Baron. We will have our due from her later."

Another glare at the female sidhe; it's probably fortunate for her that she was already unconscious and nearly dead before Brekke got there.

Jaymes grunt nods . He shares he ire, but compiies, handinngg over the prize

"Need to know....."

He looks groggy but is coming around.

And the woman dwindles, and shrinks, and becomes a a small stone in the Baron's palm, "My thanks. I have been collecting information on hunters. And captured anotherr in my own lands who was on the way to yours. I'll pass on what I learned by messanger later"

Brekke scowls at this new piece of information. "Too many of them. I must confront the source."

"Information gathering is underway to show you the best way.... in fact, your daughter calleed on a favor of me. Said I owed her one." Amusemennt in the Baron's eyes "She's right, mind you."

The Mountain's shaggy head nods, and he stands straighter. "We need to know. If she had accomplices. If she had orders from higher up. Working on her own? Or part of a larger organization. This is not the first time."

"I know, Mountain, And I'll learn what I can on that," He assures, "But other matters, house matters, are at play too. Your pardon." He inclines his head "But I should check out the motel room for clues"

Frank glances at Brekke.

Brekke nods. "Siv is canny. Good." She steps aside to allow Kealan past, and uses the dross to work on healing both Jaymes and Olgar. A glance back to Frank, then to the door of the room: if he is well enough, see what Kealan finds without crowding him.

The healings on their lesser but impressive wounds patch up. Olgar seems away.. over there

Once they are done, Brekke joins Frank at the door of the motel room. "Baron, how can we assist?" she offers...though perhaps with the undertone of I would like to know what information you discover in MY barony.

Frank is already there, observing.

The baron runs over the place with a keen eye, looks over each drawer with gloved hands. And someitmes, sniffin.. "Wait.. ah," A look over and he finds a note pad "Interestinng. A moment..." he scratches a pencil over it lightly, an old move, but one that sometimes yields "Hey, results."

"Yes?"

"A list of names.. and... and.. star ratings. I think she's marked down some compeitors"

A glance at the last name "In fact, I know she has. One of these is one I caught in my barony"

the baron , to his credit, does nnot make a comment about Giants blocking out the sun, though with Frank over his shoulder, and Brekke blocking the door... he is in a bit of shadow

The baron never wanted the job of spy master, but he has grown into the role.

Brekke has stayed outside, looking in the door. She's aware that he needs room to work. "How many others? Besides the one you caught."

"Four..." he says "I will do a trace on them"

"Competitors.... then she and the others were hired by yet another. One more powerful."

"No... same employer, just each one wanting a bonus I suspect"

"Mm." She nods.

Then, "Baron, I trust you will share with me what else you learn here. And what you learn from her."

"Matters of my House, no, other matters.. yes you will learn those. " He says "Much of it soon. " he inclines his head "I'll be off on it now"

And he shifts to a raven and flies out

"Hmmph."

She give a mildly irritated sigh, then wipes her hand clean of Frank's blood before closing the door to the room. "Let us return to the Lodge."

A firm look to Frank -- he'll be sitting by the balefire for a little bit.

And so they do.. with Olgar looking smug "The Baronn's good. Really good. But.. he forgot about that lady's motorcycle. " He smiles "tell you aboutt what i found when we get into the lodge"

And off they go