Talking Points

[Saber Sloth]

Sam sucks on his teeth, eyeing the Winter King as he moves toward the hobs. "Now where'd you get something like that?" mostly rhetorical as he looks at the powdery coop nettle leaves.

Kray can see he's very obviously on the hook. "Could give you a suspected kith for the leaves." throwing out his first offer.

...

Sven who'd moved closer to the Hobs, causes one of the snowballs to fly close to, but not at him.

One by one, the hobs, with comically large frowns look Sven up and down. But their eyes sparkle with mischief.

Then all at once,

"'m jus' playin' snow balls!" One of the farther hobs shouts.

"Yeah." the middle one agrees.

"Well I'm playin' Annoy the Crow! You gots'ta annoy the crow, and the first one who gets the crow to squawk an has 'is feathers pop out wins!" the one who's been lobbing snowballs at the fence says.

"Yeah." the middle one agrees.

"Well I'm playing army! I gotta smack these idiots with as many snow-munitions as I can to show my superiority so I can be snowy queen of the hill by the crow!" another stomps closer, wearing a party city Rapunzel dress with an Elsa wig.

"Yeah." you're getting the feeling that the middle one is just there to be the other's 'yeah' man. He looks very, very bored.

2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2026-02-21 17:57:14	snowball hobs rolls 2 to believe sven? (10 Again)	10, 2, 8	2 successes

...

Circe doesn't see any other bandages from her vantage point, but she does see the foot prints she's noticed earlier continue forward.

Sonnie, sees the shiny, tests the shiny. It stays shiny. And still feels Nimbus-y.

If you want you can Roll Int + Occult to see if she can make the connection between the tassel and Nimbus,

[Circe]

"A wounded Mummy, maybe even dummy that fell off, hopefully not Boris Karloff." Is her equally pop-culture riposte up to the monkey. And Sonja is having trouble with the getting the tassel off. It is a hassle to get the tassel off. "If it is being a Hasselhoff to remove, I have a machete Sonja," she reminds her friend.


"Entrenching tool can fold into a pick if it is REALLY stuck in there," then decides to include her findings, "Bee Tee Dubs, the light foot down her left a trail," Circe eyes the footprints.

Stats & Equipment

Equipment: Riot Gear, gas mask, Colt 45 with 3 clips, 2 AP clips, 3 Dream-a-Drupes flasks, hedgespun multitool, machete, knife, Wrist watch, wallet, pack of bubblegum. AKM (30) 4 clips (30), light mount and rondel bayonet. LED shoulder flashlight. A backpack: second gas mask, 2 water bottles, a lighter, 2 small LED flashlights, 3 boxes of shelf-stable bacon, 3 duct tape rolls, 4 protein bars, 30 spare colt rounds, 70 spare AK47 rounds, 8 small bungee cords, 6 glow sticks, entrenching tool, tear gas cannister, a bottle of Disaronno, a bag high end coffee grounds, a 1 lbs bag of M&M chocolate candy, a 16 oz bottle of grated Parmesan, and a paper padded packet. Packet has 8 oz bottles of 2 each minced garlic, ginger, mustard, cumin, cayenne, oregano, saffron, and mint.)

[Kray]

That look, the one were he has someone interested. It's not as good as the look they give when he has them by the throat and they know it, but oh is it the look of interest good enough. "Oh. These Some I harvested myself. The rest were given to me by some hobs." Terrible teeth splitting wide into his toothy grin. "Ha. In exchange I let them live." The question may have been rhetorical but it never hurts to remind people who they are dealing with.

He already had numbers and court so kith would be something nice to know but has one glaring problem, besides it's not as much as he wants. "Oh. Well if that's all." And the giant moves the leaves back closer to his pocket, but not out sight just yet. "Ah. Kith doesn't matter all that much. If they are to much trouble, I eat them whatever they might be." Which is certainly true enough. Now he waits to see if the Wizened will break first and offer more, or if the negotiations will fall to the himself.

stats and equipment

Defence:2
Armour: 1/0
Speed: 12

wp: 0/4
Glamour: 5/11








Bullet Proof Clothing 1/2 Denium overalls and Leather trench coat


Bowie Knife 2L
Sledgehammer 2B (9-Again)
Machete 2L
Dragon knuckles 0L
Strangle Wire 2L (Requires Grapple, then apply wire (Strength+Weaponry-3, no Defense))

x4 bags of books
x8 bags of ice
1 nice bottle each of: Bourbon, Brandy, Gin, Port

A bunch in infected coup nettle from harvesting the plants and the hob goblin's tribute (Hedge Patrol IX)



Hedgespun Fedora (0 dot)

[Svelte Sven]

The Winter King wore the same thing-lipped smile he always wore, but something about the hobs' responses had lighted caused a cold glimmer to alight in his eyes. "Oh..." He said slowly, "I didn't realize there was another Sovereign of Snow around." He grinned a little at the hob in the dress and wig, tipping his own Wintery Crown at it in apparent amusement. "What does someone 'win' if they 'annoy the crow'?" He asked the hob that had been pelting Sam's property with snowballs innocently.

Sven practically skipped forward to join the hobs, the lithe Darkling's hands folded behind his back before he crouched down and cupped a hand conspiratorially. "You know," He started, "I think I can show you a neat trick. Watch the grumpy old farmer over there, yes?" His Kith's blessing was a practiced thing, coaxing the Wyrd to carrying his words across the wind to a nearby target. In this case, it was Sam. As if the Winter King had been standing right behind the old Hedge Farmer, he would hear Sven's words in his ears. "I'm trying to work something here, sir, pretend I've annoyed your horribly." The hobs would merely hear him whispering into his hand.

failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2026-02-27 22:19:13	Svelte Sven rolls 5 to 'Play along' (Manipulation + Persuasion) (10 Again)	4, 3, 5, 2, 4	failure

He hoped that the farmer would see some sense in what he was doing, though he wasn't overly confident that he had been persuasive. Perhaps it would at least cause him to jump a little in surprise, if nothing else.

Stats and Equipment

Defense: 4 (3 + Coat)
Armor: 0/0
Speed: 12


Glamour: 4/12
WP: 4/5
Health:


Hedgespun Raiment - Coat (+1 to Defense); Switchblade - 0L

OOC: So very sorry for the delayed responses, but I should be free from long travel for a while now.

[Sonnie Wu]

Was Circe talking? She missed most of it.

Because SHINY GOLD THING!

Monkey brain struggled to figure out the connection. Why oh why, did this pretty, pretty tassel remind her of Fat Cloud Friend?

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2026-02-28 09:47:38	Sonnie Wu rolls 4 to What tassel? Int + Occult	6, 7, 2, 8	1 success

Somewhere in that simian skull, her two brain cells rubbed together and sparked a little something. But what?

Monkey Stuff!

Equipment: Hedgespun Boots (+2 SPD), Hedgespun Coin Pendant (+2 DEF), Hedgespun Staff (+2B), Hedgespun Armor (+1 Armor). Messenger bag with monkey motif, smartphone, bottled water, bag of M&Ms, 3 throwing knives (concealed), Goblin Fruit (2 healing, 1 coupnettle tea), plastic keychain of a cloud, lighter.
Contracts: Beast's Keen Senses (Fang and Talon 2): +4 to all Wits-based Perception rolls for a scene.
Nevertread (Smoke 2): No traces of passage left behind. -2 to attempts to track.
Shadowpatch (Smoke 3): +3 to all Stealth rolls for the scene.

[Circe]

Since Sonja neither floats down to retrieve or demands she get tossed up a hunk of metal with varying sharpness, Circe decides to see if she can get any additional details out of those tracks. She isn't a hunter that could tell you a bear passed here three weeks ago with a limp, yet maybe she can wiggle out a few more details.


Circe kneels down to do just that.

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2026-03-02 21:54:03	Circe rolls 7 to Wits + Survival (10 Again)	5, 4, 9, 9, 1, 9, 2	3 successes

Stats & Equipment

Equipment: Riot Gear, gas mask, Colt 45 with 3 clips, 2 AP clips, 3 Dream-a-Drupes flasks, hedgespun multitool, machete, knife, Wrist watch, wallet, pack of bubblegum. AKM (30) 4 clips (30), light mount and rondel bayonet. LED shoulder flashlight. A backpack: second gas mask, 2 water bottles, a lighter, 2 small LED flashlights, 3 boxes of shelf-stable bacon, 3 duct tape rolls, 4 protein bars, 30 spare colt rounds, 70 spare AK47 rounds, 8 small bungee cords, 6 glow sticks, entrenching tool, tear gas cannister, a bottle of Disaronno, a bag high end coffee grounds, a 1 lbs bag of M&M chocolate candy, a 16 oz bottle of grated Parmesan, and a paper padded packet. Packet has 8 oz bottles of 2 each minced garlic, ginger, mustard, cumin, cayenne, oregano, saffron, and mint.)

[Saber Sloth]

Sam breathes out something akin to a sigh, and tisks, before Kray can hide the contaminated leaves. "Well - " Sam starts, before he receives Sven's whisper. He nearly jumps out of his skin, before scowling hard over at the Darkling king. Sucking on his teeth, he grumbles, "Don't need to act, now do I?" he sakes his head, "Now, I’ve things ‘sides kith I could tell you, things I think is worth the contaminated Coupnettle, but I don’t know what you’d think is worth it, and I ain’t just tell ya something, and you deciding it ain’t worth the leaves. If it were another day, we could trick and trade bards and for hours ‘fore settling on anything. But those little bastards have gotten what they wanted. Just not how they wanted. And it’s gonna get loud. I’d rather spare my eardrums an’ head inside, then stay and listen.” he explains, then bluntly asks, "What’dya want for the coupnettle?”





The little hobs laugh as Sam Crow jumps, but they do eye the Darkling, they blink, brows furrowed some of their ears, or ear equivalents can be seen twitching - then, nearly as one, YOU CHEATED!

"Yeah." the last says, frowning. Invested.

"Bad form!”
"Form up gentle-hobs!”
“But you ain’t snowy - “
"“Do it anyway!”

The three yell, looking to the snow to form new munitions, but it is the ‘yeahing’ hob that lobs the first snowball at Sven. It hits him in the chest.

"Yeah!"

Whoooo!

If you want to enter Initiative rounds we can, but we should move to a side thread to keep it organised, but we can narrate if you’d rather do that, or you can try to defuse the situation

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2026-03-04 23:01:21	hobs rolls 2 to suspicious? (10 Again)	9, 3	1 success

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2026-03-07 11:33:41	hobs rolls 2 to snowball attack! -Sven DEF (10 Again)	7, 8	1 success

...

Sonnie, who stares at the shiny, thinks of the shiny and her faithful mount...oh! Mount! This tassel must be a part of someone else's faithful fae mount! And it's hurt! If the tassel is here and not with them!

Circe, hunkered over the tracks, can tell that the heavier steps are made with heavy treaded boots, and from the steps in the snow patches, Circe knows from what she can see, and her own Contract use, the Fairest(?) wearing very flimsy...slippers, or something akin to met the Catch.

Sorry for holding things up so long!

[Kray]

The cut and thrust of some good deal making had been a significant part of the draw in taking this approach, seeking out Sam and trying to bargain. That it wasn't going to be hours of back and forth, trick and trade sours the ogres mood and sets a scowl upon his face. One that shows his terrible teeth. "Bah. You think I wouldn't pay out for good information Mr. Crow?" If it had been meant as an insult or not, a slight against the ogre's dealings, it clearly did not go down well. And once again glamour feeds into his trollish tongue. "Ah. I've treated you right up to now. That can change if it needs to." Adding some stick to the carrot of the infected coop nettle that remains on hand hovering over a pocket. "So. Court, number, Kith, Equipment, a timeline and their intentions, as best you know them. That's what it's going to take." Some of that was repetition just making sure it all stayed the same.

3 successes Coerce (Intmidate) Mr. Crow

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2026-03-08 03:16:59	Kray rolls 11 to coerce Mr. Crow: intimidate 3 + manipulation 2 + 4 trolls tongue + 1 spec +1 predators gaze (10 Again)	7, 7, 9, 9, 6, 7, 2, 3, 4, 8, 7	3 successes

stats and equipment

Defence:2
Armour: 1/0
Speed: 12

wp: 0/4
Glamour: 4/11








Bullet Proof Clothing 1/2 Denium overalls and Leather trench coat


Bowie Knife 2L
Sledgehammer 2B (9-Again)
Machete 2L
Dragon knuckles 0L
Strangle Wire 2L (Requires Grapple, then apply wire (Strength+Weaponry-3, no Defense))

x4 bags of books
x8 bags of ice
1 nice bottle each of: Bourbon, Brandy, Gin, Port

A bunch in infected coup nettle from harvesting the plants and the hob goblin's tribute (Hedge Patrol IX)



Hedgespun Fedora (0 dot)

[Svelte Sven]

Sven will attempt to defuse, at least initially. If unsuccessful, that may change

The Winter King held a hand to his chest where the snowball had impacted, giving an audible 'oof'. Sven managed to keep himself from frowning and even managed a meager, albeit strained, smile at the increasingly-rowdy hobs.

"Now, now. It's incredibly rude to accuse someone of cheating if you can't prove it." He answered back. It wasn't even a rule he had made up out of whole cloth. It was considered bad form in certain circles to accuse someone of cheating without evidence. At that point, what was the difference between a real cheater and someone who had just gotten lucky?

"If there aren't any clear rules, how can I cheat? And how can you be sure if you don't know what I did?" Sven cracked his knuckles and stared from behind his easy smile at each hob in turn, trying to get them to keep eye-contact. "Can you even guess what might've happened?" He offered a wink.

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2026-03-10 20:11:24	Svelte Sven rolls 8 to Lie by Implication (Man + Sub + Socially Small + Mantle) (10 Again)	10, 5, 2, 3, 5, 1, 5, 4, 6	1 success

He wasn't sure how, but the Darkling felt off his game today. Something about his innuendo and lies were... weak. Let's hope they suffice.

Stats and Equipment

Defense: 4 (3 + Coat)
Armor: 0/0
Speed: 12


Glamour: 4/12
WP: 4/5
Health:


Hedgespun Raiment - Coat (+1 to Defense); Switchblade - 0L

[Sonnie Wu]

Oh no! That poor critter! Something must be done! Sonnie the animal lover whistled!

A moment or two later, Nimbus came pooting along. The Beast hopped onto the floating cloud. "Nimbus! Also Circe! There's a wounded mount around here! We must find them and help them! It probably flies cuz there's no prints in the snow!"

From cloudback (Is that word? It is now!) she scooped up the errant tassel! Holding it before the front of Nimbus'... uhhh, face?

"Get the scent boy!"

Nimbus... just floated there, doing nothing.

"Nimbus?"

Still nothing.

"Cloud Boy?"

Nope.

"Resplendent Lord of Water Vapor?"

Stillness.

Sonnie blinked, then retracted the tassel as realization hit. "Oh, right, no nose. Ummmm... no matter! We'll use our ey-- wait, you got no eyes, either. How do you not crash into trees?"

Nimbus had no answer, for he had no mouth, either. The mysteries of the cloud's alien biology would have to wait! "Actually, now that I think about it," Oh, now you're thinking? "The one with the heavy tracks is probably carrying the mount... which makes HIM the mount! Irony! Onward!"

Poot poot poot poot poot! Shadow-covered Monkey and her Weird Cloud Friend hovered forth to follow the tracks!

4 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2026-03-10 21:17:35	Sonnie Wu rolls 11 to Tracking! Wits + Survival + Contract (10 Again)	10, 8, 3, 2, 3, 2, 7, 6, 2, 1, 10, 10, 6, 4	4 successes

"Isn't it ironic? Don't ya think? It's like raaaaaaiiiiin on your wedding day!"

Monkey Stuff!

Equipment: Hedgespun Boots (+2 SPD), Hedgespun Coin Pendant (+2 DEF), Hedgespun Staff (+2B), Hedgespun Armor (+1 Armor). Messenger bag with monkey motif, smartphone, bottled water, bag of M&Ms, 3 throwing knives (concealed), Goblin Fruit (2 healing, 1 coupnettle tea), plastic keychain of a cloud, lighter.
Contracts: Beast's Keen Senses (Fang and Talon 2): +4 to all Wits-based Perception rolls for a scene.
Nevertread (Smoke 2): No traces of passage left behind. -2 to attempts to track.
Shadowpatch (Smoke 3): +3 to all Stealth rolls for the scene.