'I think you'd be a good mentor to the childlings,' she says. 'They need to learn the agonies of adulthood as well as the joys. We fear Banality so much, and yet it anchors us to this world. In a way, it protects us. I respect even the Undone. To live in this world is hard.'

She meets the pooka's gaze. 'You are very wise. I would like one such as you to become my protegee. I'm hardly a master of the Arts, but I specialise in those few things I am good at. I feel there's much we could learn from each other. Tell me, can you take me to the place our kind congregate? I long for good company after so long on the road.'

Shakes her head sadly "Showing them the pain of the world is something I so deeply look forward to. I do not resent the Sidhe at all for shattering my innocence."

nods "I can make a decision either way this very second. Theirs no possiblety of me showing you a Freehold or Two, But if we did find a Freehold, I'd Introduce you with me as a reference"

'Of course. I wouldn't ask you to put yourself out or to vouch for me, but I appreciate your hospitality. Shall we go now?'

nods at that "Dont come after me, 2 or minutes latter, and ignore the Squirel that you see" Finishes her drink gets up and goes outside.
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Two minutes later, Bathsheba emerges from the cafe, looking for the squirrel.

Squirells out there looks to her for a second the scampers off, going along the sighting of a building, then a tree, then zig zagging past a road... you find what looks to be a dillapidated house. the squirell heads off

you can sense the glamour radiating from the house and just inside you can tell its a freehold looks like a Posh Well organize library with lots and lots of Chimerical scrolls and books.

None too subtly the Twin Crescents of House Eilund are on Display.
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Bathsheba takes in the outside of the freehold. She can feel the Glamour oozing and swirling around it. This is it, she thinks. A fine place to introduce yourself.

She knocks firmly on the door, peering inside to see if she can see any fae.

After a bit a Nocker Childling Wearing a pair of Overalls comes out and looks to her "Whatja Want?" he inquires.
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'My name is Bathsheba ap Scathach. I'm here to introduce myself as plead for hospitality. I am but a lonely wandering sidhe looking for others of my kind,' she says, trying her best to look demure and lowly.

He nods gruffly

"Well isnt that %(#! Great? Come along and I'll introduce you to the Freeholds Master" He says with a grunt and takes her to a a Reading Room lit with candlelight.


He shows her to a room with a bizzarely handsome borderline effeminite young Man who nods to her. he isnt that strong or brave looking but is still quite well built.

The Nocker "May I introduce Nicholas Ap Eilund?"

The sidhe smiles "Welcome queer guest, do you crave hospitality?"
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Bathsheba nods. 'I am thrilled to meet your acquaintance! It is good to be among my own kind again. I am Bathsheba ap Scathach, a wandering seer, and I come to enjoy the company of my own and--should you allow it--to take shelter. I have been travelling a long time and I long to rest my feet.' She smiles, a dark charm in her Unseelie face, and a sense of fiery pride.

He sighs "Am Seelie myself, but I welcome Unseelie guests, Especialy nobles, as long as the Escheat is observed" he warns then nods.

"Im barely tolerated in the city, because sometimes they need my scholarship"

'Nicholas Ap Eilund, it is an honour to meet you. Seelie, Unseelie--all sidhe are unpopular in this barren, Autumn World. Tell me, is this a vibrant city? Are there many of our kind?'

"Depends who you ask, The Gwydion dont think theirs enough" Rolls his eyes.

"some rebellious commoners think theirs FAR too many

I think theirs currently 8 Sidhe in the city (OOC: Not going to specify them all to leave room for future PCs) Though others come through occasionaly"

Bathsheba nods. 'I see. And how long have you lived here?'

sighs"I have ran this freehold since the accordance war ended"
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'Such a bloody, senseless time. Thank the Dan it is over.' She pauses, and looks around the room. 'Tell me, what do you folks do for fun around here?'

smiles "Many things, we seek to improve ourselves, for fun or not, we play chess, we prepare for problems we hope never come, we muse, and occasionaly" snickers "Very occasionaly theirs the remote chance one or two of us ravage to, but you didnt hear that from me"

'Ravaging? Oh dear! How uncouth!' She considers this for a moment. 'I suppose that means you have some of the wilder Unseelie in town? Perhaps they could do with some firm leadership.'

She examines the room, taking in her surroundings and cataloguing them in her memory. 'On a related note, are there any of my house here? Any Scathach?'

"Sadly you are the sole representive of your house"  he sighs

"Their have however been some inroads made by Ailil, and noise about some planning to settle here soon, my niece who visits occasionaly IS Ailil, but is a spoiled brat , if a rather resourceful and cunning brat"

Baroness Ygraine enters the coffee shop for the first time and smiles bemusedly as she casts her eyes about the place. She peacebonds her sword eventhough this isn't a freehold as a sign that she bares no one she comes across any ill will. As she crosses the room on her way to the counter to order something to wet her whistle she moves with the kind of casual grace that can be either intimidating to witness or sexy to watch, depending on one's take on such things. She stands in a relaxed posture awaiting her turn to order, flipping her hair in a way that's beckoning and charming to behold.

he gets to her soon enough asking "and what will you have?" charmingly enough

The only kithain there currently is a boggan, whos smiling merrily while reading over some stuff, seems approachable enough.

"Hmm... let me see. I have a weakness for strong and dark things... so... a triple expresso please and a chocolate dipped biscotti," Ygraine says in a tone somewhere between playful and flirtatious. She reaches into the bag that she's slung across her chest and draws out her wallet frowning a bit as she sees how little cash she currently has left. As she waits for her order she looks about and spies the Boggan and dips her head to him as a greeting and a tacit request for an invitation to join him at his table.

She gets her order and the boggan nods smiling at her Pulling up a chair for her "Two Sidhe in as many hours, this is truly a remarkable day" he smiles.

"Thank you, good man," Ygraine says to the Boggan after paying for her order and heading his way. She didn't miss his gracious gesture and slipped into the seat he procured for her. "Hopefully I'll be the memorable one," she quips playfully with a cutely crooked smile on her lips. After setting her coffee down she offered him her hand, palm down fingers slightly bent, rather then in the way inviting he shake it.

"I'm the Baroness Ygraine O'Maliegh of House Ailil. Who do I have the pleasure of meeting?" she asks after introducing herself. She takes a moment to look the boggan over for signs of his station in the Court and his quality. Her eyes were warm and friendly if smokey and mysterious as she gave him the once over.