#rivervale_lodge

"Ok... ok.... I guess... into the Lodge." Jess gets the door for them all.

Lane steps forward "I'm... I'm.."

"It's crowdy in there. Maybe we can set up a camp outside?" Remembering Lane feeling antsy in his bedroom earlier. "With blankets, and S'MORES!"

"Won't they need the 'Fire, for healing?"

Jordan comes out with tents "Okay, centaurs... you be polite. We got food, we got gear, annd ... they have a shower inside one at a time"

Connor blinks. "They might need more than one! There's a lot of them."

Siv says "Where's Hearth Kerri? She cann patch them up"

"She's on a mission."

"There are prisoners in the barn but we can move them if you folks would prefer that to the tents or Lodge."

"You're...." Connor gently encourages Lane.

"Why am I out of the loop on THAT One..." Siv says "Fine... "A blink "Wait, Jessica, what are YOU doing here?"

"Protecting the Lodge."

Lane sudden beams into so happy she smiles "My name is Lane, and I'm a centaur! And welcome to the Dreaming as it should be, where might serves right, and the good guys win! And Friends ARE magic! They really are"

Siv smiles "Good on ye"

And the centaurs can' help but look at lane and ggo 'awwww'

And Frank and the others return, cookies handed out

Dagmar and Symon making out.....

what happened...

...like bandits with treasure!

"SKREE!" Goes a baby gryphon.

Symon, covering his ears, winces. "Dagmar! Help."

Leech is handed off to Frank!

And the little gryph Skrees again! Patience, not a virtue!

"Sorry Sy! Poor thing, it must be starving..."

It does appear to be. this thing needs meat!

Brogan is handing out magic cookies

"Meat, or raw fish, I think. That would appease both ends of the thing. Funny, to find a half-bird-half-cat in with the half-horse-half-human folk." Slith.. that is Symon, as the cantrip fades. In a whisper, so only Dagmar hears!

"I'm glad you saved it."

"You might not be." He whispers. "If it follows bird rules, you'll be up every three hours feeding the damn thing."

Gerd says "We can give it to the Count. he loves Grypons"

"Sell it to the count?"

"Or SELL yes" She says

A smirk. He 's gotta keep his rep, after all.

Siiigh.

"Yeah, we probably don't have room for it..."

"It's young. It might have parents out there." Symon ponders.

"I didn't see any gryphon hides in the treasury."

"It'll need a lot of care..."

"well maybe you can vsit it? that's part of the trade?" Gerd says

Wistful sigh.

Gerd looks at Symon " I feel like i kicked a puppy when she does that"

He grumbles soundlessly and is putting in his earplugs. Soon, he has a small pile of raw meat and is carefully dropping shreds into the critter's beak.

"I'm only watching it until you guys are done with your centaurs. And dealing with Leech." He warns. Handy, that he cannot hear any responses.

Gerd nods

Annd carefully DOES not smile