#scarsdale

Excited and grateful sounding

Wudlig says "It's veiled, folks know to subconciously avoid it, Officer... and it's got state of the art bio avoidance craft work" He assures "No one was in any danger"

"Connor, yes. We came to bring him home."

Her eyes roll to the heavens. "Frigg protect other peoples children." She mutters, then nods curtly to them. "Well, he's in no danger. I ran into him earlier with his retainer and escorted them both straight to the Lord's manor."

"Then that's where we will go.. next, thank you" Gerd says and inclines her head then looks at the Nocker "At the proper speed limit this time"

She reaches out to set her hand lightly on the... window... sill? Leaf? In a holding motion. "Hold on there just a tic. You're just going to barge in there like a pumpkin-based raiding party and you say you're trying to PREVENT an incident?"

"No ma'am" She says "The Baron was expecting to see Dame Dagmar with the childling allowed to come along. We're mending the faux paus of only having half of the agreed upon persons" Gerd inclines her head "he's going to be very upset I fear to have one but not the other show, particularly when the emphasis was on Dame Dagmar paying a visit"

"Mind if I see that there invitation you mentioned?" She raises a brow in troll.

"Oh, we know he's not in some kind of deadly danger here, but he's still just a kid and shouldn't have run off alone..."

"Oh, the letter? Let me... check..." Backpack rummage.

Gerd looks about the area while they wait. Studying

"Letter!"

"I had to decline because of Count Hemlock;s Midsummer... "

"Poor Connor was so upset that I guess he rushed ahead. So you see the need to make amends for this aburpt intrusion"

Ofc. Marshall waits patiently as Dagmar searches.

She offers out the letter.

Then she looks over the presented letter. A glance at Gerd, and the nocker. “I don’t see you fine folk mentioned. Pardon, I’m Officer Marshall, also Reeve Danica of Silverwolf.” She taps her badge, and her voile does also show the same sigil as the letters seal.

"Well, we had to rally a bit when we found out he was already here. Wudlig is our ride."

"Dame Dagmar was allowed to bring an Escort. I'm Gerd of Rivervale, an Ember of the Hearth. This is Journeyman Wudlig who was our transport 'to' said location , quite kind of him given the sudden shift of schedules the young one caused. An honor, Reeve."

The Nocker nods "Banner House Combecatte" He adds "Under the banner of Dougal, but we have ties to the High Winter House and I respect them"

An eyebrow.

And the Gwydion finds it's..true? True

She raises a brow in tandem. “I could argue that this is specifically an invitation to the midsummer fete, and not to his manor house. But you said this concerns a lost childLing, and I’m not heartless, nor eager to start a fight with our new friends in Rome.” A nod to the driver, and... “Dame Dagmar? You the one who jousted with a sports car, was it?”

"Um, I did. That one time."

"And it is for Midsummer, I know. But this is more to find Connor..."

"Should we follow your car, officer, I know the way" The nocker shrugs

A wolffish grin to Dagmar, but she is still in business mode. She thinks for a moment. “He a runaway? This his family estate. And we don’t want any trouble, surely. What if he should say he isn’t interested in returning?”

"Well, that's another thing..."

"I'm not the Baroness, I'm just a knight."

"But the lord here did place Connor in Rivervale's care."

Gerd says "I think he just wishes to come here briefly. He has so many friends at the lodge. " And a nod to Dagmar

“Mm. True enough. Follow me then. I can’t promise you’ll be seen, but I can escort you there.”

"THank you, Reeve" Gerd says.

And the nocker offers the ladies into the pumpkin again

"Thanks..."

And soon the pumpkin is ready to follow.

The pumpkin makes good time following the officer's car, but this time does not speed (Not any faster than the cop anyway)

"Pardon me. If you wouldn't mind waiting for a moment." She chats with a steward at the doorway. The boggan gestures expressively over at Dagmar - or perhaps, at her giant polearm. Returning, "May I ask that you leave your weapons in the antechamber? You have my word that they will go unmolested." A pause, and she fingers the tie on her own handaxe, one of a pair hanging on her belt, perhaps understanding being loathe to give up a beloved weapon. "Or your word as a Falcon that you mean no harm to our house and hold."

Gerd takes off her mace and offers it up

And a nod to Gerd, accepting the mace, and looking to Dagmar.

SHe does keep her hornshield

"I swear, as a Falcon and a Knight, that I mean no harm."

A nod, and she guides them into an antechamber. Looking to the nocker. "And you, Journeyman?"

"He speaks for his own self..."

"I will wait outside to give them a ride home if they want it, or I can go now" He says

"Though I don't wanna be rude" The nocker says

The Steward speaks up, "Surely we can offer refreshment," Gesturing for him to follow.

"Or brought to you here. We have a childling who like mechanics and may be interested in seeing your... ah, coach."

"Be honored to show him or her" Wudlig says

"Wudlig, I owe you, but I'll probably arrange ah, alternate transporatation..." She says