(Wyrdstone) Auction!

[Circe]

Circe wasn't even trying to not be inconspicuous about listening in on the conversation. Having a hand cupped to one of her pointy ears which was bent towards Deathhammer and Seraphina.

"So what do ya think the chances of this working are? I mean I could also," Circe groans as if in pain, "Offer my Charger as another option."

Lady Deathhammer was a name that implied violence. Circe had not come equipped for overkill but could put up a fight a plenty if needed. She then un-cups her ear as she leans into Rhodes, "If Seraphina blows it, do ya know anything about this Hammer girl?"

Sorry for not paying attention to this. Will try to see what Circe and Rhodes can do for "helping" with the deal

[Rhodes]

Rhodes watches as Sera works her magic, smiling a little to himself.

That dress really is fantastic.... or maybe it's jus tthe person beneath.

He gives Circe a shrug. "Depends on what our charming Lady wants. Obviously more than our bid." He thinkgs, tring to recognise the name.

Could I roll to know who Deathhammer is Sloth?

[Saber Sloth]

The Ogress moves her head the iron n the hair catches the light of the lit torches. The other Lost and Hobs that had been busy taking down the set of the Auction have stopped, nearly frozen as they watch the beginnings of negotiations.

"My, that generous of you both. I haven't need of a mighty steed Summer Girl." she informs Circe, "My tastes are refined, yes. But not by what you think they ought to be. I shall give you two hints before make your next offer."

First she motions to the Hedge around them. Then, she stands, now, straightening out from her seated place, and how she had folded herself to fit, and to look good while doing it, into the pew. Now, she stands a good 7", drawing out her foot from behind her impressive skirts, and presents a worn, well muddied boot for their inspection.

Roll Int+Occult+1 (there's something familiar about the subtleties her mien....) to see if you've heard of her

[Seraphina]

While the Treasured heard Circe and Rhodes, she was too focused on what the Orgress was saying to really catch anything.

Seemed she wanted to make a game of it. Not how she’d preferred to do things, but, she didn’t hold the cards here.

Wow, and Sera thought she was tall, this woman had her beat by a good foot. And speaking of feet, sapphires look to the boot. One that was muddy and well worn. Well, the Nix had ballet flats under her dress, so she doubted those would be worth offering. But the gesture to the Hedge, makes her think Hedgespun. And she doesn’t have Hedgespun shoes, she’d only seen those on Sonnie.

“If it’s Hedgespun you seek, I am able to provide such a service. Though the only Hedgespun I currently have is the necklace I am wearing and this dress. Either of which I would gladly offer to you. But if it’s boots you seek, I would have to make them here and now, with the materials you wished used.” Did she just offer her necklace and dress? Yes…yes she did. This was for the Freehold, and that was more important.

[Circe]

"Hmmm," The mein, actions, and accessory do click some memories for Circe. What was it again? She whispers to Rhodes, "Hedgespun boots? I can help her work on that, but my cheat don't work while watched."

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2020-06-01 17:57:18	Circe rolls 6 to Who That? Int 3 + Occult 2 + Bonus 1 (10 Again)	8, 2, 2, 4, 9, 9	3 successes

Circe has Occult too! More rolls better luck

[Rhodes]

Rhodes shrugs. "Depends on if she's willing to wait, Circe..."

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2020-06-02 12:22:29	Rhodes rolls 8 to Recognise the woman: Int+Occ+1 (Autumn Mantle) +1 (ST bonus (10 Again)	2, 2, 6, 10, 2, 4, 2, 6, 1	1 success

[Saber Sloth]

Seraphina takes point in the personal negotiations, leaving Circe and Rhdoes' more arcane eyes to take in those subtle nuances of Deathhammer's Mien. Both of them find it familiar.

Oh, yes the strange iron wicking among her hair, the sheen on her green skin, now showing more of a patina then green toned flesh. Hadn't Abraham, the Spring Knight, held the same echoing effect of Iron on his person? And wasn't the Flowering Entitled, oh yes, with the Hedge Wardens?

He was, wasn't he?

The Ogress laughs, it rings like the hammer working a blade on the anvil. "Your dress, is indeed a lovely thing, and your necklace also." she begins. Watching the exquisitely beautiful Fairest, "For my Stone. I'll have a pair of boots. Made of that lovely dress. Stories on my soles and ink for my laces."

[Seraphina]

Made of her dress? Well, there was leather in the books spines. And ink? There was some in the pages at the bottom.

A slight bow of her head, “Thank you, I made both.” Because why not talk it up? She made them and one she was proud of. The other? Eh.

“Then I will be glad to provide you what you seek. Is there anything special you desire the boots to do? I want to make sure they are made exactly as you request.” She could make another dress.

“And when would you want them?” if it was tonight, she’d need a coat, cause no bra under this corset. But she would work with what she had.

[Circe]

Circe hums in thought at the memory. "A warden hair thing maybe?" Then Deathhammer makes her request. And Circe's mind goes places.

She tries to cover her mouth with the giggle that comes out at the thought, before coughing into her fist. "Well if she wants the boots now I hope Seraphina is wearing undies. I can offer her the kevlar but not a lotta modesty," she winks at Rhodes, "But maybe ya want ta see her like that?"

[Rhodes]

"Ahhhh, yes...." Rhodes muses to himself, before leaning so Circe. "Lady Deathhammer is a Hedge Warden of some renown. I knew I heard the name somewhere."

The request comes, and Rhodes sighed heavily. He did like that dress.

Eyes narrow playfully at Circe. "I can see that whenever I like, thank you. It's everyone else's eyes I dislike the idea of." The tone ends much harder, and colder, because some things were meant for lovers alone. Jealousy may be ugly, but there were always limits it would make itself known.