Family returning, unrest brewing
Michael James Watson
While looking over a site for a Ranger post near to the Grove of the Unicorn, Alex receives a trump contact.
Amber Bronkhorst
Besides looking around for a Ranger post Alex also just enjoys her surroundings. Especially this close to the Grove of the Unicorn. Feeling the calling of a tump contact Alex lays her hand on the neck of Scully to ground herself to where she is. She noticed that helps especially if a contact seems to more intense. Carefully checking if it feels hostile or not and if she recognizes the person. If it's not hostile she will carefully accept the call. "Yes?"
Michael James Watson
"Greetings, I am Marke of Númenor, Fair Warrior, of the line of Amber, grandson of Oberon, son of Fiona. We are Cousins as I am told you are Granddaughter of Oberon, daughter of Brand. Am I correct? I have little experience with these trumps but my understanding of them is that they do not send such calls astray. I have been told by my uncle, King Julian of Adagalasck that thou art the Second Ranger. Is this information correct? If these things be so, I would like to speak with you in person if I might. "
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex looks curiously at the man. After introduction of his side Alex inclines her head. "Yes i am Alexandra Daughter of Fres Mira and Brand. And you are correct to understand i am Second Warden yes." With that she extends her hand. "If you wish to talk you are welcome to come through."
Michael James Watson
He steps across. He is a big man, Gerard sized. Red hair head and beard. His face favors Fiona but something of his build speaks of a dynamic race that his father must belong to. His attire is extremely well made but rugged, an adventurer. "Arden...The sweet air, the cool off Kolvir. The feel of the fey in the earth. Its been many years since i was here. I served in the Rangers for just over 200 years ages ago. So long that i had forgotten the feel of the place.. Greetings and well met. I come with a bit of a problem and with an offer, a request for salvation in fact. Perhaps a bit of a solution, if possible"
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex does as she normally does a friendly smile but her eyes do observe the man. As he mentions Arden and the sweet air, Alex looks appreciative upwards and nods. "Hmm yes eventho i am born in the city this always feels more like home. " She looks at Marke and nods in appreciation. "Served for 200 years. Not bad. And you come here with an offer and reqjesyfor salvation. You have me curious what could i... one of the newest members of the family, do for you?"
Michael James Watson
“I'll tell you my story so you will understand my need when i speak of it. I was born in Beleriand to the leader of the Atanatári, the Houses of Men, the great Balan, known as Beor, and of course Fiona of Amber. I was raised in Beleriand when it was new of the world but I was of the blood of Amber as well. Time passes, shadows change, and the realm of my birth has passed through many ages. I traveled a lot, served in many places, including Arden, but always returned to the shadows I love and have lived in many ages of them. Always I leave, seen as perishing, to find a new shadow. So I have done for well over a thousand years in Amber.” He kneels and puts his face in the river, coming up and running his hands though his hair. “One never knows though, what will unfold in any particular shadow. So it happens I find myself in a situation. I have spent the last 80 years in an epoch of the realms of Middle Earth living as a Numenorian. I took a wife, a great lady Silmarien, and we had a son, Valandil. Unexpectedly but a great joy. So we lived and our people thrived.”
Amber Bronkhorst
While listening and watching Marke she patiently strokes the neck of Scully. Now and then nodding to indicate that she is indeed listening. At a point a slight frown appears on her face. Though it quickly fades. The thoughts that the story seems familiar raises in her mind. But then again how long has she spend in the library reading and aren't all versions of things written down somewhere... Even a bookserie goes ariund with Merlin King of Chaos. With her thoughts focused again Alex continues to listen.
Michael James Watson
He smiles a big charming smile. "Have you read of my worlds? Later epochs are more often read of. I have lived out the fall of the Lord of the Rings. I have spent time in Numenor, a lot of it, a bold time and a bold people. Ive lived in the Fall of Men and the creation of Arnor and Gondor. Battled the Witch King, and the Pirate Lords pf Umbar and the Dark Wizards of the East. We all find the shadows we love." He walks up and scratches Scully, knowingly. "Anyway.....I have spent 80 years in Andúnië, a great city of Numenor but the shadow fell on Numenor in a surprising way. No Melkor, no Sauron, no fallen balrogs. The land unraveled. Shadow fell apart. I saved 4,000 soldiers of Numenor and 16000 men, women, children, and elderly and we walked into shadow. We have spent 10 years now traveleing in shadow. Forest worlds, looking for a realm close toe where we left, but its difficult to walk out of the mist with so large a people."
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex inclines her head "During my free time back in the time when i was a guard and an elite i spend alot of time reading in the library of Amber. And as you know all stories are gathered there." Alex takes a flask out of her pack takes a sip out of it mostly to check its contents and then offers it to Marke. "So you have saved a numerous amount of people which is commendable. And you need a safe space and preferably free land to house them and have them able to live life and thrive once again? And you thought of Arden and the Rangers as our ways do come very close to the ways of what i've read about the people... but books can be an exacerbation of course." She smiles her kind warm smile. "Is that about the lines of your request?"
Michael James Watson
He smiles, "It is. I sought out Julian first. We know each other. I served under him. My people would make excellent rangers. I sought to bring my people into the Rangers who left Amber to be with Julian. We lived in his realm of Adagalasck for a year. But there is something dark about the place that does not sit well with me. I have faced Melkor and seized simarils from his crown so i have known evil. Therese Calhoun place smells of it despite sun and people of good intentions. I met Relmapator, a semi-cousin. Julian's daughter Sadashi. And... his wife& sister Ninartes. His sister Emilia is.. damaged. The politics of the place are diverse." "Many of the leaders of my people held conference with me, my wife and our son. Our son is great among the peoples, a leader. We spoke long on what we wished. So we left there. We went to Mandalay. It is great in realm of nature and it is a land of peace. Many of my people will remain there. But the numbers i spoke of did not like the lazy, and the drowsy lifestyle in Mandalay. My people dispersed in the Dramaturge. We traveled in groups of differant natures to many shadows of Mandalay but they all held the same sense of pointless ease. A place where sleep is a duty. I found it....well... boring. So did my people. " "We found ourselves in the realm of Rue Katal. We held conference all together in a dell called the Speaking Place. There we discussed what we wished. We decided beyond all, we wanted honorable service and lives of meaning. Knowing that the Rangers had lost 2/3rds of its people, we agreed to see if Ardan had a place for a people of the land, of the deep woods where we can be of service."
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex remains to hold her smile as she listens to Marke and the travek his people had done to eventually get here. When he is done she gives a firm nod. "I will of course discuss this with Duncan, as he is the Warden. But i do not see a reason so far why we cannot help you. Let me contact Duncan. Perhaps he knows right away of a good spot to stay. " With thay she takes a step back and pulls out her trumps to contact Duncan.
Michael James Watson
"I know the place. In fact...I own it. The Fortress of Nilocres was gifted to me by Oberon. It has been occupied by a series of nobles over the centuries. After Patternfall the Place has been used as a retreat by the crown. I have received no word that i no longer own it. I have spoken to my mother and she knows little about it except that she was at a family gathering at it for the 40th year celebration of Random's reign. It is a vast fief, for which i am ready to re-affirm my fealty as well as swearing to the Ranger service. If you can clear the details with the King I am ready to bring my people and serve.. Also....I need to bring my son to court. He has not walked the pattern. He had the opportunity to in Mandalay but he and Lord Adrian did not get along well. Yet he is eager to serve Amber."
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex nods and releases her trumps until of course the part of permission of the crown and bringing his son before the King. Hesitation to take up Random his trump... he is the king afterall. Can i just call him? She then figures if it is a bad time he can just block it anyway. With that she takes up Random his trump.
Michael James Watson
Reaching Carly, Random's Trump secretary, she puts her through to Random. "So.. What do I owe the honor to tonight? Oh... You know Duncan may be on the No Knock List but you are on the Knock Any Hour list. Lets hope that doesn't happen often. Are we are war?"
Amber Bronkhorst
"Tonight? Oh i am so sorry had not concidered the time. No, no war. I have here Marke son of Fiona requesting space for his people he saved from a decaying shadow. And he had hoped to gain back use of The Fortress of Nilocres. And he also wishes to plan a face to face at court to introduce his son. " After a short moment she continues "He so hopes to have some of his people join the rangers but that i will deal with myself and with Duncan of course."
Michael James Watson
"Marke is in Amber? Really? What the hell? I haven't seen him in almost 70 years.. Last i heard... well... tell him he is welcome at court. I know of no reason he wouldn't be. As for Nilocres... I'll have to check with the office of Charters.. Its pretty run down. We used it decades ago for a family party with a haunted house theme. >"
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex smiles and after the last thing Ra dom says looks a bit difficult realising if a haunted house theme was possible there the state must be bad. "Well he is here in front of me. I could put you through. Or i can relay the message. But yes he is here and he has been those years in shadow as he told me vut the rest is his story to tell."
Michael James Watson
Random sighs, "Ok.. well, Marke of Beleriand... of all people i thought i might talk to today you were not on the list. Last I heard you and Geryon were dealing with more of the Baskervilles. Marke nods, "It has been a few decades since he and I traveled together. I have been in Numenor. I come to pledge myself and troops to the Arden service. King Julian suggested i speak to Alexandra rather then Duncan." Random agrees, "Duncan is distracted. Settle things with her. AS for Nilocres I have no idea what shape its in. There population in that area has been pretty scattered and sketchy of late. North of Kolvir crowd. Take a look at it and decide if you still want it.. Afterwards bring your son to the castle and we'll all chat."
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex still slightly shocked to hear Julian suggested Alex to talk with instead of Duncan she tries to maintain her pleasant smile. Listening to the back and forth. After Random made the appointment Alex adds. "When your official dealings are done with our King, we'll discuss what you and your people hope and expect and what i can provide within the Rangers. Things have changed after Julian left. But we are forming more type of troops so i am certain we can accommodate a new influx of skilled people." Alex actually looks relieved a tad as she expects if the stories are half true of the bokks she had read these people who wish to join would be of great use to the Rangers. "Oh a side note of barely an importance Sir... Hannah left the recruits. But at least i gave her a chance."
Michael James Watson
Random says, "Ah... our official dealings are done. Marke, settle things with Alex then come up to the house. Alex, bring him up. " The trump breaks
Amber Bronkhorst
As the trump contact breaks she nods puts the trumps away and turns fully to Marke. "Alright, so things have changed a bit within the Rangers. We are currently still in the process of growing the numbers in ranks. We still have the more traditional troops but also more towards a for here modern style. " Putting her things back in packs on Scully's saddle "We can when you and your people have settled welcome you as recruits see what they like and where we all stand and from there move forward.. Or.if the state of the fortress is such that it won't hold all i can welcome some interested in service right away and give them spavce to camp with us. Plenty of Ranger posts with only more to.come."
Michael James Watson
He says, "I don't know where we are compared to Kolvir. Nor do I have trumps to places in the land. There is a card to the Tombs in the deck and if I remember a trail from there down to North Vale. Along that way lay Nilocres. I don't want to take you from your duties and it will take a days ride to reach there. Unless you know a faster way to get there? My wife and son are waiting just outside the trump location for Rue Katal. My people are south and a few shadows away from there. I would like my wife and son to view this place if it is to be our home. " It occurs to her that she knows a faster way to get there then a days horse ride. Just needs a Trump call.
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex listens to where th Fortress js and realizing they are on the other side of Kolvir she winces a bit. Looking up she does realize they are close by the Weyr and Duncan. A small smile appears on her face. "I do have a trump of the tombs. Or i can call in a favor which i am fairly certain he won't mind doing to bring you faster to Nilocres. Do you have the trump of Rue Katal? "
Michael James Watson
He withdraws his krd deck, pulling the Rue Katal card. Opening it the other side is busy but the trump location is known so clear. Stepping up is an extreme adult gourgous woman with dark brown hair, and a man in appearance similar to Bleys with brown hair(trump tomorrow). (edit for introduction tomorrow). She asks,"Where are we? " Marke says, "Arden, as I said we would be. There are details and negotiations to be done but soon we will all be here."
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex politly inclines her head seeing the gourgous woman. She also does this to keep her eyes off. Alex can absolutely appreciate beauty in all. "Greetings, welcome to Arden. My name is Alexandra. We are close to the Grove of the Unicorn, I will make a call to ask for help to get you to your home here faster. Please excuse me." Alex takes out the card of Duncan to ask for a ride.
Michael James Watson
Duncan answers. "Busy day, love. The wing is almost settled. Whats on your mind?
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex can't help but smile wide hearing the voice of her lover... and boss but mostly lover. "A good day then love, a small favor which would increase strength of the Rangers and numbers to the troops. Marke, son of Fiona has returned with alot of people. He seeks a place to live and some of them would want to join service to Amber in the form of serving with the Rangers. The question, Marke, his wife and son need to go to the north Fortress Nilocress. It would be a day ride from The Tombs. But you could be there in a blink. If you fly there trump me then i will guide them through. After that i have to bring them up to Random anyway."
Michael James Watson
Duncan listens, "Marke? He is with you now? In arden?"
Amber Bronkhorst
She nods shortly "Yes and his wife and son. We are near the Grove when he contacted me. Anything the matter? "
Michael James Watson
Pull me through" He steps through, looks at Marke, "Marke..Its been what, 70 years, since we spoke. How did all that work out?" Marke steps up, "It ended. I gave Julian my thanks. Did he not tell you?" Duncan says, "He did. He also said you would come to Amber to pay your debt. But you didn't. I wasn't going to hunt you down if you could not be bothered to do as you promised." Marke's wife steps up, "Are you accusing my husband of something, Sir?" He voice is musical and there is a powerful psyche behind it. Valandil inhales, and puts his hand on his sword pommel. Duncan looks at her, bows his head, shakes it slightly.."AH... Sorry m'lady....its an inside joke." Marke and Duncan step up and hug firmly. Duncan says, "Well?" Marke puts his hand in a pouch and pulls put a smaller pouch and hands it to him. Duncan nods. "Done. " Looking to the woman he says, "My apologies m'lady. We amberites are long lived. We might not see each other for decades or centuries. We let some things slide..."
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex pulls Duncan through and takes a step back as they seem to know eachother well. At the slight tension suddenly Alex remains calm but those who know her know she is ready to pull out her bow. Seeing the exchange she nods not knowing what it is but if they say it is done now Alex believes it is done. "So the question was if you could go to the fortress and pull us through there. It is his still Random agreed and after that I am to bring them to Random." With that said she takes a courtious step back again almost in the way she did as an elite feeling royally out of place amongst these longer lived ones.
Michael James Watson
Duncan says, "Nilocres? Are you sure? ITs kind of a dump. A bit of a festering sore on the ass of Kolvir. The whole region is sort of a receptacle for the trash, both material and people wise. You haven't been there since before patternfall. Random marched a legion in there to secure the place for a party but didn't clean it out. There are probably 30,000 people in there. Thieves Guild has people there. A couple of the unsavory groups in there. You haven't spent time here after Patternfall. A group called the Ansamble is there now. Mercenary warbands. Unofficially they are under the umbrella of Benedict's War bands but they are not what you would call good troops..."
Amber Bronkhorst
"Well i already said if the Fortress really is uninhabitable then i am certain we can plan something at a bigger ranger post if need be. " She turns to Marke "As i understand your people went through enough and don't nee a fight to be fought for a safe place to live and if you want to join up with the Rangers anyway." A slight shrug makes her look at Duncan. "Unless you have an idea? "
Michael James Watson
Marke says, "I served in the Rangers for 200 years under Prince Julian. I served in the navy for just over 20 under Prince Caine. I served in the Army in Diaga, Ansheda, and Calrabon for nearly 300 years. I served in many campaigns in realms of shadow at the order of King Oberon. All before i returned home to spend time in the realms near my birth world. King Oberon gave me the Fief of Nilocres. I swore fealty to King Random and no one has told me that the fief was given to anyone else. Until King Random tells me otherwise the Fief of Nilocres is mine and if brigands, revers, and unsavory troops have taken the fief then they shall move or perish. Have I misunderstood the situation?" Duncan looks at Alex, peaking an eyebrow.
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex rubs the back of her neck. "Well no you have not misunderstood it is yours to claim as by the words of King Random. The Ansamble can form a slight issue though as Duncan says they are unofficially under Benedict's warbands though if you ask my opinion i feel they are more trouble then they are worth. But that's just me. We can check it out what force you might need to work those folks out and go from there. I am willing to help out if that means you and your people will inhabit that area instead of the unsavory folks."
Michael James Watson
"Warden Duncan, Second Warden Alexandra, if you will set me, my wife, and my son before the gates of the fortress of Nilocres as soon as possible, i shall handle the rest. If you wish to stay and join in my efforts I would be pleased for the assistance. My people need a stake in this land and they have been told Amber is to be their new home and their new service. Let it begin today. Once the fief is re-established, it being on the edge of Arden,. I would like to make my participation in the forest and the kingdom's defense official. Is that satisfactory?"
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex looks at Duncan then she turns tk her three little dragons probably sleeping in her coat scratching the red and blue one. "You two ready for some action been a calm period anyway. " Turning to Duncan. "Eh things are well and calm with the Rangers. I can excuse myself for a bit. Even ask a few to assist. Do you agree Warden Duncan?"
Michael James Watson
Duncan looks at Marke, "I had forgotten what it was like being around you. I am sure we will talk about it later. Alex, I am only 8 years older then Marke. We both entered the military together, served in a few places together, attended Rasak together, and joined the Rangers together. Served our first 200 years together. You haven't changed old friend. Very well. Alex and I will join you but we will let you direct your forces and see how things work out. Lets transfer to the Weyr, then I shall deliver us all to Nilocres on Dragonback."
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex rolls her eyes jokingly "Oh yes please rub it in the whole age thing. The memories... i already feel inferior." She says in a laughing voice. Looking down at her pseudodragons she smiles "Hear that we are going to visit your big friends again. " She then nods to Duncan. "Eh that was paet of the original plan anyway lets go to the Weyr. How is T'Gil?"
Michael James Watson
"T'gil is adjusting. Flying around the grove. We have to get the food animal markings down to cut down on their grazing of goats and cattle not meant for them. The others are feeling at home. Ive got staff bringing furniture and such up for the riders and their families. Got a little community going."
Amber Bronkhorst
A warm smile "Good to hear, and yes the food animals will be arranged i'm sure. But for now. Let's help Marke and his family to get his rightful place back." She nods to Marke and his family. "Do you have all you need? Do we need to pick something up on our way there?"
Michael James Watson
MArke says, "We stand ready. We travel light."
Amber Bronkhorst
With thay as answer Alex turns with a big smile to Duncan. "Then it is up to you the next steps." Alex is almost giddy in her tine loving to fly so much.
Michael James Watson
Duncan opens a trump to the Weyr. Letting the others step through into his quarters. As they look around, especially at the sleeping dragon Duncan walks past the work table and picks something up. He walks to the group slipping a trump into Alex's hand. Valandil has his sword half out of the scabbard, staring at the dragon. Duncan says, "Boy, you better be planning to show me how pretty that sword is because kin or not if T'gil thinks you mean to attack him you'll be dragon chow. Or if your father slays my dragon then there will be a issue between us you can't settle. Marke looks at Valandil, "Really? Dost though think I brought you to the home of a boon companion to be fed to his traveling companion? Hard Wood, the only dragons he has known are fell beasts of Melkor. He has shamed me to think ill of you." Duncan walks up and puts his hand on Valandil's hand and pommel. Valandil says, "My sincerest apologies. We have been in a war footing and seen the end of our world in fire , ice, orc,s balrogs and dragons. How may I be in your good graces sir?" Duncan steps back, "Marke..He has no pattern imprint. Yet he has the proof of your line...You've come to serve Amber...The Rangers would be happy to have you and yours... but this one..." Marke and his wife look at him curiously. Dunncan smiles, "May I have him for the Weyr of Kolvir?"
Amber Bronkhorst
Stepping through she smiles likeing still the cozy weyr. As the trump is slipped tl her shd smiles and slides it in her pocket after a quick glance. Expecting them tk at least react a bit on the sight of a drafon she had not expected that Valandil again go for.his sword. Had they not been talking about dragonriding outside. He must be troubled from the events from his home. Scratching her pseudodragons she lets them loose if they want to that is. "Do not wake T'Gil." A firm warning as they leave her pockets. Hearing Duncan wishes for Valandil tk the weyr she nods fully understanding that. Not wanting to interfere with Duncan his wise claim of Valandil for the Weyr Alex walks a bit closer to T' Gil. She admires the grand beast. While facing the dragon she quickly looks at the trumo of what it is a trump. She suspects this weyr. After a moment of respect for T' Gil she then goes to the sitting area preparing her bow and arrows it is clear that there will be a show of force one way or the other.
Michael James Watson
The trump is for the bath chamber of the weyr. It delivers her someplace out of the way in case people are in the main portion of the dwelling.
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex smiles seeing the location. She places it in her deck but close by the top for easy access. The top hand of 5 cards are her to go to contacts or places. Having her deck reshuffled she continue on with checking her arrows. Sorting them. "Do we have a plan of attack? Or are we going up to the gate and see from there? Either way is fine for me." When she is busy with her arrows she has her bag on the table, and as she asks about the details of combat Alex carefully peeks in her bag checking on the little firetile her father gave her to check how things are with the Abyssal Mark she carries. Alex is convinced if she can't see the symbol yet she is just fine with using the Mark.
Michael James Watson
Duncan says, "Well, How about this for a plan. I have 20 dragons. Why don't i assemble them. Marke, you and your wife and son can mount behind one of my riders. So can Karieena. Alexandra will ride with me. We will take wine and land in the courtyard of Nilocres. Whoever is living there is probably going to move aside when 20 dragons land in the neighborhood."
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex looks surprised at the idea at first. She then laughs, gathers up her arrows and puts back her firey tile. "Well that does sound alot easier then fighting out way through. Less fun. But lot easier. " Slinging her bag around her shoulder she stands up. "So we move out?"
Michael James Watson
The flight takes off quickly. Marke says he will trump momentarily. 10 minutes later he calls Marke and the group move across into the Kolvir Weyr. Duncan leads and makes intruductions. Marke, Silmaren, and Valandil are mounted. "The Weyr is above the Grove of the Unicorn so the other side of Kolvir. Follow me. We are going to do a fly over above the city of Amber to show the wing as it were. We will cross North Riding, over the Green Vale and stop at the Bayle's Estate. THere we will pick up supplies. After that we'll fly up the North Face Vale to Nilocress, se whats there, land in the courtyard." Marke says, "Just like that?" Duncan says, "If it was a den of villainy here in Amber it would have been lanced long ago. Its most likely inhabitied by natives and locals. We can ask Bayle whats happening up there. But i doubt there are ravers and wargods in defiance of Amber sitting in an abandoned fortress right next to Kolvir. Someone would have noticed."
Amber Bronkhorst
Alex lets the more experienced ones decide on tactics. She herself is ready to fight or intimidate or just flybover Amber with Duncan and T'Gil. How she always thought she was a ground person especially after her little accident at sea. She really enjoys flying. When they are ready she nods "Either way if something or someone is there they will not make a chance against this force. You will soon have a safe space for your family and people."
Michael James Watson
As the flight travels over the Grove, looking down Alex sees a tiny flash of white. She catches a moment to make eye contact with the Unicorn, before it bolts into the woods. Flying over Brightedge Duncan circles it while he takes a trump call from Marke. Flying east to the castle the dragons circle, grabbing everyone's attention. The pseudo dragons fly among their giant friends with glee. Random and Flora come to the high tower Marke and Valendil's mounts land on. They speak quickly and Flora hands him a leather satchel. Flying north across the city the dragons show off erupting bursts of lightning, fire, and cold blasts. Out of wisdom the gas breathers refrain from poisoning the air. Landing at Bayle's it takes about an hour to collect supplies once the need is communicated. The dragon riders help sling supplies over dragon's neck and back in a familiar way while the Royals wait under a shady group of trees. Marke shows the satchel. "Random can cut tape well. Deed, letters of credit, letters of assignments, letters patent. I can grant privileges and punishments of High, Middle, and Low justice as a sworn lord of the fief of Nilocres. Very well indeed. After we establish ourselves, Valendil will be going to Rasak before entering your service cousin. Use him as you wish. "
Amber Bronkhorst
Seeing the unicorn down in the grove a wide smile appears on Alex her face. She will never be less amazed seeing that wonderous being. Making eye contact with the Unicorn a shiver goes down her spine. Alex calls out the pseudodragons cheering to them how they fly and play. So proud of her little friends. When they have landed and Marke shows the satchel and its contents Alex nods appreciative. "Good, gives you a firm grasp on your place from the start. Happy things get arranged this soon. Hopefully it will make the fight a bit easier. Though if they are really less savouty people there, chances are papers won't bother them. " She then turns to Duncan with a sparkle in her eye. A soft whisper. "Did you see her in the Grove? Wonderful right?" She tries to hide her wonderous enthusiasm but failing a bit there.
