The Welcome tour

[Kray]

Saber Sloth Ellaria Undertow

Easily hefting his pile of bones, crockery what there had been of it, and whatever else he had gathered from the table is easy for the giant, the remnants of the bloody hanging beef carcass ... that will need to be dealt with later as will the larger furniture. But bowls, pots and the nearly empty bottle all make it into the pile. "Oh. Oh. Indeed you'll have to see for yourself." Why ruin the fun, and besides it the more he spoke with the now winter king the more of a mystery he seemed to become which was interesting in and of itself.

Striding through the dark towards the shadowy boarding house he cracks a smile, seems he had been rumbled after all. "Ah. You got me there. If the looks didn't give it away." Trolls after all were reputed for being particularly ugly. A descriptor that fit him well. "Ha. Yes troll it is." And if she knew that she knew what his voice could do, what was hidden behind, and within the brutish hungry demeanour lurked the yet more dangerous power of the king. His voice.

Arriving at the back door the giant will fish out another key and let them them both into Edna's kitchen, a room that had seen its fair share of clandestine meeting had no small number of lost past through it. "Hm. Welcome to Edna's." A light will be flipped on and the king begins to sort rubbish, refuse and cleaning. The bowls and the like piling in the sink the broken bones and waste finding home in the rubbish. "Oh. I did say a small small prize for getting that didn't I." A rummage around his long coat will produce a mur mur leaf that he passes over. "Ah. Not all that much. But I id say small and it's not bad to have one on hand for emergencies." That he grew a small number of the fruits made parting with one that little bit easier.

He himself will begin the washing up. Better do it while in sight or it could well slip the mind. "Ah. Just give me a minute to get this done, look around if you want." Turning on the hot water, no gloves, they didn't make any that fit his large hands. "Hm. As for my side of it, if your going to be doing the scaring I'd be quite happy with folks forgetting a few things about me. Plenty I don't mind keeping hidden." That was the blessing he would choose, a good way to trial if more powerful magical anonymity was useful to him or not.

[Ellaria Undertow]

Ellaria cannot help but hum a golden sound, as Kray teases her about the new Winter King. Agreeing with her own needing to find the answers herself, but not appreciating the delated gratification of learning those secrets.

Kray gathers most of the table spread, but Ellaria gathers up her own used things, piling them neatly in her smaller hands as she makes to follow the Autumn King to the Witch-house, where she is to board for the foreseeable future. "I hadn't even thought of your appearance in that context - " truthfully said, only in that he wasn't beautiful enough to claim a Fairest kith, " - but is that confirmation an admission that I might need to keep beeswax in my pockets?" in a half serious tease, Odysseus and the Sirens never too far from her thoughts. It feels an echoing distorted memory.

Fallowing the Troll (Remember, that Elle, Aria dear. Don't be distracted by the more overt threat.) to the sink she places her own dishes into the basin. Turning on a tap reflexively to soak the dishes and wash her hands. Before accepting her small prize. Feeling awkward now, as Kray, King, Notary etcetera, starts the washing up.

"Thank you," and that feel monuments, thanking someone. "It might indeed be small, but you are correct, it could prove very useful in emergencies." their lives now were as varied as they were strange, and having a healing fruit in your back pocket could mean the world of difference.

She does take a look around the kitchen, retreating to a chair offering her clear sightlines to the Cannibal King, and the doorways.

"I'd be happy to scare the residents - not enough to send them away, that would be quite counter intuitive - while the Wyrd shrouds your deeds." she's quick to agree, it was a more than reasonable request and with her offering fright and Fear, being able to Harvest the Glamour would a wonderful benefit of the Pledge.

[Kray]

That musical voice, the humming in particular was pleasant and soothing to the ear, no denying that. As they toyed around the dangers of voices and distractions, the ogre himself is by no means immune to such things.

Autumn was the working mans season, or so he old man used to call. Something the ogre does still agree with. Never afraid to get his hands, feet or anything else dirty in service to the task at hand that needed doing. "Ha. It's not just a pretty face that hides what lies underneath." His features, his demeanor was definitively ugly, threatening, predatory. "Uh. You can if you think it'll help." Of course if it came to that, those to focused on his words tended to disregard the dangers of his teeth.

He also felt a little better with his new courtier having a emergency fruit on hand regardless of how he had managed to pass it over without seemingly like a free gift. It was only winter gone after all they had all been reminded that death was all to possible for them. "Ah. Don't mention it. Like I said it's a prize for getting to the right answer." Something that had by no means been a grantee she would work out on the spot.

The giant himself seems completely unbothered by performing the menial task of washing up. The Kitchen itself has plenty to show. A pantry, fridge, freezer, large oven, cupboards, a bread maker. Well stocked, well used and quite suitable for the needs to meets on a daily basis. "Hm. Well then if that's all okay by you we only need one more detail before we make this official." A few pieces of washing get done before he verbally finishes that thought. "Huh. What blessing do you want from this?" The ability to harvest glamour from spooked patrons was an extra boon they could both enjoy without a doubt, but it was far from the extent of the blessing Ellaria would receive, he need only know what it was she wished for now.