(Rotten Roots) Orchard Observations

[Seraphina]

The Nix wasn’t afraid of the Wizand, and as such, stands her ground, “I’m about to open a Gate I found.” She wasn’t going to lie. “Nothing wrong with me, I’m making sure the Gate that Ann had here is gone, and that another one had not been placed. Low and behold, there is another Gate to the orchard she had been using.” Aquamarines staring at the guy. “So the Gate is yours? It leads to your Hollow and is not one placed by someone loyal to Ann and rebuilding what she had? Or maybe it leads to an antique store?”

Then her eyes narrow, “Just because I’m a Fairest does not mean there is any bullshit. You want Fairest bullshit, it can happen.” And I will make you crumble at my feet you weak little thing.

“And I am not going anywhere. You do not own the Hedge and you do not get to tell me when I leave it.” Her eyes not leaving his.

Stats

Hedgespun jacket(+1 INT, +1 DEF), Hedgespun Necklace(+1 singing), dagger, steel toed boots, 2 bottles of water, bag of trail mix, gauze and medical tape, costume jewelry for trading(one necklace, one pin) sun catcher for trading, small tins(3) one with coffee two with tea (lavender and rose) notebook with pencil
Health 7
WP 3
Glamour 10/10

[Saber Sloth]

The Wizened stews, spite colouring his scowl, about to breath out vitriol at the Fairest, he pauses and breathes as Kray's level head reminds him of their Pledge.

Very obviously he's counting to ten.

"That is a Door. To. My. Home. This." he gestures around them, "Is the Hollow. I'm cultivating." comes out more of a growl. "No. I don't. Own. The Hedge. But I own this patch. And if you'd been listening. You'd know. That just because. Some bitch queen had claimed it for her cult of kidnappers. Doesn't mean that the person, coming. in. to. reclaim the wreckage is a bitch queen fan."

Glaring at Sera, then looking back at Kray's still working form, "If she'd to show you the paths out, fine. We have a Pledge to finish, and she can remove herself from my hollow's boundary line. That's back to the treeline." flinty eyes back to Sera, then to the treeline, where they'd come from.

[Kray]

It really does say something about a situation when an ogre is being the most reasonable person in a conversation. Hoe swings connects with soil, is shaken off, he takes a step back repeat, as he has been. Wondering if the double use of a particular term surely referring to Ann, was only referring to Ann or not. "Ah. See that wasn't to hard to resolve now was it." He says as much to the empty air as either of the lost participating in the spat. Kicking a stubborn clump of earth a part to then worry it with the hoe.

Speaking now to Sam. "Hm. I can't make her do anything." Stay or go. "But. you've honoured our pledge and I respect you, and what's yours for doing so. So rest assured for what it's worth when all is said and done between us today I have no intention of forcing my way into your home." Pledge craft underlined just about everything, depending who you listened to of course but a dam lot regardless. Those who respected that were due a bit of respect.

[Seraphina]

And obviously Sera didn’t care about his anger, contently watching him stew.

“Is it? Because I didn’t sense it, I would have sensed it.” Head slightly tilts, “And no, I was not listening, I don’t tend to eavesdrop on my friends conversations when I am not included on them, that’s just rude.” And the Nix was only rude when she wanted to be. A sly smirk forming, “My my, what colorful language for the dead. Not that she doesn’t deserve it.” She did. “The barn exploding was quite spectacular.”

The glare was returned. She was past another Lost intimidating her. She was done being the agreeable one, and she was done being a pushover. “I’m not removing myself from anything, I’m free to walk and stand where I so desire. As you are and our friend is as well.” Aquamarines never left his own flinty eyes, “If my presence threatens you, even if haven’t done anything, then you are welcome to walk yourself over to the tree line if it makes you feel safer.” Not that the distance wouldn’t protect him from her Contracts if she chooses to use them. A bag of trail mix was taken out and a few pieces were munched on as she watched him.

Equp/Stats

Hedgespun jacket(+1 INT, +1 DEF), Hedgespun Necklace(+1 singing), dagger, steel toed boots, 2 bottles of water, bag of trail mix, gauze and medical tape, costume jewelry for trading(one necklace, one pin) sun catcher for trading, small tins(3) one with coffee two with tea (lavender and rose) notebook with pencil
Health 7
WP 3
Glamour 10/10

[Saber Sloth]

"Of course I'd honour a Pledge," he says, trying for the lighter hearted banter that he and Kray had shared before, but it comes out as a scoff, wizened spite twisting and retwisting him as Sera doesn't leave, and in fact, continues to talk. "Clearly you're still not listening!" he barks out, mouth twisted down, teeth obviously grinding. "I'm currently cultivating this space as my hollow." he says slowly, like explaining to a toddler. "That's why I'm. Here. Today. Working."

He pauses to breathe. He sounds much like a bull huffing, a moment away from tearing into, after a red cape. With careful, spindly fingers, he reaches for his pocket, and pulls out a creased lined paper. He scrunches it up into a ball and toses it at Sera. It's an easy catch if she wants to grab it from the air, if not it'll land on the ground.

If she reads it she'll see;

"Finish up the garden.
Check the wreckage for anything salvageable. (Most likely need to chuck the barn wholesale.)
Settle the circle, entice the Wyrd,
Make sure the foundations are good
FIND MORE MURMURLEAF LEAF SEEDS
When hollow's good, check out nearest freehold, (surely they'd like to trade in fruit.)"

"So. This is what I say about Fairest bullshit. You're just content to stomp around the place I'm planning on making my home. My safe place. And you wanted to open the door to another of my safe places. And it looks like you don't even care that you're currently ruining that sense of safety that I want to cultivate."

He pauses long enough to scowl. Long enough to think.

"If you're the image of the Sacramento Freehold. Maybe I'll pick up again and head north, or west." Looking to Kray, "I can finish up today, and our Pledge with this patch, but fuck." Looking at Sera. "Dunno, why anyone'd want to stay long term if all the fancy - powerful - " taking a deep sniff, of the vibrant, verdant mantle, looking at the gliting gold flowers, and catching the sound of birdsong. "Freeholders are like her"