'I'm sorry to hear that,' she says. 'But you know, there are ways to regain our lost Glamour . . .'

Ygraine smiled and bowed her head in response to Matthew's question. "I would be proud and honored to do so, Matthew. You've proven yourself to be quite a fine fellow with an agile mind and steadfast nature," she says with a warm smile on her lips that makes her eyes sparkle. She then leans in and murmurs to him conspiratorially, "And you've demonstrated your acumen with your request; you'll only achieve those things in life you're truly willing to go for." She makes no mention of establishing direct ties to her Noble House as such a thing would be premature, but she does note his little bit of trepidation as something to address later on in private.

Ygraine stays silent, but attentively observant as Martha does her Reading on Elizibeth, noting the intricacy of the Tarot spread she uses but not recognizing it. She sighs as she witnesses the plight the faeblooded woman suffers and silently vows to help her through it. She's happier when Martha draws on her Glamour and makes the stone glow as some image of the noble Sidhe's fate fills her minds eye. Sighing she nods, being no stranger to the ways of Winter Storms, both their blinding power and biting, fortifying chill.  "We three know this world is made of more then Summer's Fancy and warm daydreams of sun. The wheel of time is only complete when the Cold and the Dark are accorded their due," The Baroness said with pride and purpose ringing out in her tone. Then she laughed and tussled Matthew's hair and added, "After the storm comes Snow Angels, Black Diamond trails and the Winter King's bounty shared as each merits,"

After a moment Ygraine extends a hand towards Martha and another to Bathseba. "Our visit isn't a mere social call," she says after the Scathach talks of Glamour's attainment. "We come out of a desire to help those young souls who find themselves 'Lost' and to address the perilous position your self sacrificing service has put you in," the lovely noblewoman explains to the Kinain.

"We'd like to enter into partnership with you, dear kin, to set up a foster home for the Lost Boys. The Duke has agreed to support this effort as it would serve to put you less in the path of those Banal Souls that taint your workplace yet allow you to continue to help those who need our protection the most," Ygraine goes on to say before looking deeply into Martha's eyes as she asked, "Could this be something you'd enjoy undertaking with us? For my part, I can promise you my friendship and venturesome spirit to make these days something to remember with fondness always," she adds smiling in a warm and wicked way, the kind of smile that promises adventure, fear and wonder.

She pauses looking you over

"You do seem fairly trustworthy in spite of your house... only problem" she sighs sadly

"2 or 3 familys of none kinain im monitoring children need help or else they wont survive... would I need to abandon them alltogether, or could I continue to help them from the shadows?" asks nervously

Ygraine welcomes Martha's assessing gaze a laughs musically when the Kinain makes her pronouncement. "As the 'villain' in the Passion Play staged by House Gwydion, of course House Ailil embodies all that is foul and base in the world. How else could they justify themselves?" She quips, speaking playfully and twirling an imaginary handlebar mustache between two fingers. Then she nods as Martha explains her last hesitation and she reaches out to give the careworn woman a gentle squeeze on the shoulder to show her support. "I would NEVER countenance you abandoning the charges you've taken into your heart, Martha. Duty means nothing unless driven by personal desire. passion inflames us to act, so of course you'll continue to offer them all the support you can," the Baroness assures the Kinain earnestly. "And you won't do so alone, we're in this together, you and me. I won't see you suffer your duty or deny yourself the things that ignite your passions, ever," she says in a firm, inalterable tone.

Then Ygraine looks from Martha to Bathseba and back again, her brow furrowed pensively. "A thought... perhaps you could quit your current job citing the need to 'do more for these families' and 'helping them with what they NEED not what the red tape ALLOWS'? Basically storm off as if taking up a crusade, perhaps inspiring the less banal of your co-workers to stay in contact with you as you start a 'new phase of your life'... making it less odd that you left and more that you're being true to who they know you to be, Martha? What do you two think of that... oh, and you, Matthew... am I nuts or could this work?" She asked her companions, genuinely welcoming their input and opinions.

Bathsheba smiles. Clever girl, she thinks of Ygraine. You've got it all worked out.

'I think your counsel is solid,' she says. 'Leaving in such a manner might also inspire some of those around you to rekindle some of their own Glamour. Leaving this place with a spark more Glamour than when you arrived might be a good thing, yes? And you won't be alone. We will help. We'll help both of you,' she says, reassuring Matthew too. 'I think we could all enjoy this endeavour. I have to admit, my own faerie soul has lasted so long only because of the energy of the young. This is a way for us all to ease our own declines into Winter.'

Recalling Ygraine's speech, she adds, 'Because, while Winter is indeed a necessity, so too is the Spring which follows. Even if we allow ourselves to be bitten by frost, we needn't give up dreaming that we'll ever thaw again. If we can retain that small faerie light within ourselves, allow it to pass on to conjoin with new human souls, then we have allowed our true nature to thrive even if the flower must wilt to shed its seed.'
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nods at that

"It says in the bible somewhere that once a seed grows into a plant, the Seed is dead" cites sagaciously.

"leaving this job, you dont have to ask me twice, too many autumn people in the office, worst thing is, they mean well.." says shaking her head.

"I have worked hard to temper the banality in the department, and almost gotten corrupted by it, for my trouble."

Ygraine smiled between the two women, nodding in agreement with all that's being said. Then she clapped them and n the shoulder and said, "so we're resolved to take up this endeavor then. We shall accept the responsibility for this and shoulder the burden together," She spoke congenially as she looked deeply into their eyes. She chuckled wryly as Martha spoke of her willingness to leave her job and the toll it took on her. "I will personally take it upon myself to make up for all you suffered, Martha. Count on it," she promised earnestly.

The Ygraine swept over all those with her and she gave them a lopsided smile. "Let's return to the Duke and advise him of our intentions. Then, see if we can avail ourselves of his hospitality and feast!" She said in a cheery tone, rising to her feet and beckoning the others to follow as she makes to head out.

the duke greets you "so you have her, has she been appraised of the issue?"

Ygraine approaches the Duke with Matthew, Martha and Bathseba in tow, bows gracefully to him as etiquette demands and then rises to her full height. "Yes, I've put my case before Martha and happily she's decided there's merit in my suit. Isn't that so, dear?" The Baroness asks the Kinain, according her the respect of a peer rather then treating her as a non-entity as most members of her Kith do. She smiles encouragingly at the enchanted woman, inviting her to give voice to her thoughts on the matter as Ygraine takes a half step back and places an arm around Matthew's shoulders in a gently caring way. Then the Ailil then gives Bathseba a look that invites her to second everything that's being said to the Duke to show her solidarity to their common cause.

'Yes, indeed. A most successful meeting, I feel. There's much promise. How best do you think we should proceed?'

Martha pauses "We should ask the lost boys too, if you want my opinion? Some will refuse anything to do with living under adults sadly, but even they can still be protected I think"

"I would beg to differ... I think we can offer them a 'place to crash when you want to' and 'an address to use when you need to', that's so mysterious, wonderful, wild and fun they won't want to call any other place home," Ygraine says, politely sharing her difference of opinion with the Kinain and looking to the Duke to include him in the conversation. Then she turned to Matthew, "As you wish to be my swore man, I give you that task, make the place we're given a Wonderland to delight and captivate the Lost Boys, are you up for that challenge?"

Then the Baroness looked back at Martha, "If we have enough tree houses, dark caves and huts in the 'woods' they won't have to live under the roof of adults, no? They'll come in when they want their bellies full, I promise you that." she said with a winning smile on her face. Then she looked around for a certain boggan she knew to see if she could drag him into her scheme too.

'I hear that,' says Bathsheba. 'AN exciting, informal place to hangout is best. That way, it doesn't feel like juvie or school.'

nods


Martha then pauses... and asks haltingly.

"Can I ask your help with another issue my lady? a human family squabble Ive been powerless to do anything about... if you'd help me with it... it would make my life a bit easier"
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Ygraine smiles encouragingly at Martha them nods to invite her to tell her more about the situation with her family. "Of course, I'm happy to do what I can to ease your burdens, Martha. Share what you will of what has transpired and I will think on what can be done to ameliorate things," she offers without waiting to hear what she's getting herself into.

shivers "The mothers a chain smoker and is more interested in tobacco, then feeding herself or her kids" sighs shaking her head.


"But kept getting stuck in redtape when I tried to get her kids taken away"

Ygraine opens her mouth to reply to Martha, then her eyes light up and her mouth snaps shut. Her lips curl up in a mischievous smile which becomes a way too pleased grin before she starts laughing. She holds up a hand, asking for their patience as she keeps laughing then manages to regain her composure. Wiping away merry tears she asks Matthew, "Tell me you've read or watched Matilda..." Then she looks to Martha and responds, "I believe we can kill two birds with one stone... handle this family problem and win the loyalty of the Lost Boys..."

pauses "What?" is getting curious.

Ygraine waves over Matthew then smiles broadly as she explained her designs by saying, "Matthew... do you think the Lost Boys would like to play a game... it's an old one... it's called, 'They know better, but still they're dumb'... This mother needs to be reminded that her kids mean more then her next puff... and it would be their challenge to use everything from mundane trickery to the most Glamourous Magical feats they could imagine to punish her for her neglect of her children and casual cruelty to the ones who need her the most. They "win" when she's changed her ways and is the mother her little ones deserve."

Ygraine's eyes go to her companions and then the Duke as she adds, "it goes without saying that Death is off the table and no real, lasting harm should be done. Think of stories like Matilda, where she got to punish her parents when they stepped out of line or all the fairy tales where the Dormavoi played tricks on their host family when they were disrespected. This is a role we've played throughout the ages, and what better time to introduce the young ones to this part of ourselves?"

'I'd love to give them a few pointers,' Bathsheba says darkly.

Martha nods at that agreeing it might help it might render the mother too mentally damaged to ever do anything again... but as it stands, that would be an improvement.

'I suppose we should make a move to put things in action already?'

Martha nods "Were not getting any younger" points out.

Bathsheba smiles her dark smile. 'Very well. And perhaps we can let the Glamour flow. I'm in need of some stimulation and perhaps our boys could use some too.'

(OOC: was waiting for Ygraine but waited WAY too long)

a smile "Indeed it would be a fun exercise."