Grateful Recruit

Hey Long Bow! Wait up! - Wicken

Hey Wick. Wots up? Where u been? Haven't seen much a ya. - Arrow

Oh, u knows. Here n there. Hung with Ole Granny some. She's a bit too odd tho with all her weavin' n bobbin' about. - W

Lol! She likes her exercise, true. - A

A so she calls it. Gives me da shivers! - W

Heh heh... Ur funny, kiddo. N I needed that. Tnx. So... Y u hollar me down? - A

Oh. Nuffin. Jis, was wondering how come it's Runt gots to guard the Beauty n nots me. I's older, eh?! - W

Hmmm... That ridin' ya, huh? K. Well don't fash ur self young' Aelfling. There be plenty a warring coming up soon to fill ur belly. More n u'll like, more n u'll want. N if u've learned ur lessons n ur lucky u may jis survive. Hows that sound? - A

True?! Really?! Awwwwwsome!!!! - W

*Sigh* How'd I know u'd see it that way, huh? ;) Best go get ur practice in. - A

Eh! Slow down or u'll be trippin' o're ur own feet!! - A

Oh Lord a Sanctuary... Help us... - A

Facing the Music

Stad! Berin... Síochána! - Arrow

Ha! Mr High n Mighty gonna listen to the little woman? Or u gonna give a proper report as senior joker here? -Ogre

No. Old Man. He's not! It's not his sheite. Not yet. But a Walker with a taste a the Runt affects all activity out there. Seen? Sheites brewing, bigger than ur gonna wanna to deal wid, aye? We did what needed doing n will continue to do so! - A

Oh look. It speaks.
Hmm... I don't recall asking u, eh? So when'd u grow a set?
Huh? Quiet now r ya?
I can tell ya a pair don't look so good on a woman. Ya hear? Too top heavy, makes u look like a freak when u shakes what u don't got. - O

Look Old Man, there be no time fer ur crap, aye? There's no Walkers anywhere around here. K? N y's that, eh? N not a grave left covered. We's not ever had that happen! So wot u think's gonna be comin' on down the road in short order? They ain't the same with wots they got from the munchkin. U know the power they've tapped! - A

Makes no matter to me. Wasn't me agreed to take in that bit a trouble. That was a mammary gland decision I had no part in. Every time I turn my back u bleedin' hearts r takin' in another freak! Beauty's mine to protect. Hear? The rest a u can go to the devil. - O

Huh! Yet u keeps us all on to help protect her from the sheite u created! It's ur sheite Ogre, wot comes up outta dem graves. It's the posion of ur mind we battle. Whatever u gots in ur head that goes into making that poisonous hedge keeps coming on back to bite us in no good way. Thats some nasty sheite u got hoverin in there Old Man, to twist those souls so horribly. So stop pickin' fights when u don't get to control it all. Ass!! N jis lets us do wot needs doing! - A

Hey! Make sure that door hits ur ass if ur gonna slam it!
Huh. Guess I bin told. Truth don't matter none I suppose when females have up a head a steam. U gents got anything to add to that emotional bit a garbage? Hmm? - O

Called on the Carpet

So kind n considerate a u upper intelligentsia types to show up. - Ogre

Considering that u two bright bulbs left yer post n yon freak had to be called in to cover yer asses. - Ogre

Is there something wrong wid youse that u caint follow instructions or do wot yer told? - Ogre

Seems to me things were simple enough. There must be some mental incapacitation somewhere if even simplicity escapes u. - Ogre

Awww... The little elfy wants to speak. Look at u. Such restraint for such a lofty personage as yerself.
Well?
Don't hold back on my account. Y don't u tell me all about yer troubles?  N mayhap I can find me some way outta the shit pile these two short sticks created. - Ogre

Wots in a Name

Arrow! I's sooooo scared! Ogre comes evr day n I gots 2 keep him out, n Beauty talks 2 me in her sleepin' n its sooo spooky n I's sooooo lonely, if it weren'ts fer the bugs n Mouse, n I gets soooo hungry n Ogre's gonna throw me out!!! - Runt

Hush, Squeak, hush now. I shoulda left better instructions, no matter the rush. My bad, little 'un. Hish. I's soooooo sorry. Un bach dawelwch, Cian. Hish now... - Arrow

*sniffle*... Huh? Wots that u called me? Cian? Aints heard that b4. - R

Nor should u have now. But I can see u's growin'.There's a boy. Sit a bit n listen.
U gonna need all the protection u can get, aye? N I know that's not the name ur Walker has cuz none here knows it but me. - A

Truly? Not even Beauty? - R

Lol... Not even the Queen of the Fae. - A

Really? Y? - R

Ah, y wot? - A

Tis another a me names? So how come only u knows it? N I don'ts? - R

Ha! Always the hard questions wid u, eh? Alright. Cuz I knew ur father, Squeak, n it was his name for u. - A

Wot?? Truly???! U know my Pops?? Wait. I have a Pops?!! - R

U sees way 2 much n talks 2 big fer ur countenance at times Runt. People wonder. But that's a story fer later 2. Ur Pops I knew back in the day when u waz jis a twinkle n ur Momma's eye...- A

Huh. Is that y I feels 2 big fer me body? Wait!! I has a Ma? A me own?!! - R

Ah Tyke, there's soooo much u need to know, but not now, not yets, n u shouldna 'ave e'en this much, eh? N it's the hardest thing to ask u as u'll wanna shout it from the roof tips, but u caint, k?! Serious now! U live here fer ur own protection, eh?! N thats the last bit I'm sayin' n I know ur bustin' wid how comes but we caint say now, especially wid a Walker havin' a piece a u. - A

I knows the name he's got. I jis dont get how he got it! - R

Wot name did he get, then? - A

Accalon... - R

Wot?! How'd u even know that name?! - A

Donne know. Jis know it was me name n I needed rid a it. - R

Runt, u's always amazin' me. Is some of ur Grand folk used to call u that. I didn't think a babe would absorb it. - A

Y they waz calling me Shame, Arrow? Y would me peeps b callin' me that, huh? Hurts Arrow. I jis could hear it in me head n I wanted it gone. Didn't mean for a Walkers to get it... :( - R

Ahh Sweets. I didn't know u knew it or I'd a handled things different, aye? Ur history is a big one, k? N not safe for u to know yet. K? Trust me? But ponder on wot the name ur Pops gave u means, k? N keep it fer ur own strength, don't share it. Cuz it carries huge weight, aye? N it will mean lots to Sanctuary in time, but that day is not now. - A

Arrow? Me Cymry's no so bad, eh, but Erse? Weel, no so much, eh? N dem Gaels stump me. - R

Ha! N Beauty caint scold u for not 'memberin' ur lessons, aye?! Lol... K... But u gots 2 promise, no more questions. I gots to go meet with the Ole Man, n NO, he will not b throwin' u out, n aye, u still have to guard Beauty... - A

Oh I thinks Beauty cood scold me sleep or no. N Ogre, he b purdy hot @ me. But K... Promises... - R

K, then. Cian means...
Ancient...
- A

Guard Duty

Ladybird, wots u doin up there? Come down n chat some, aye? It's a mite lonely guardin' Beauty n I coulds use a friend 'bout now.

Das better. Little closer still?

Cool. Now we can reason 2gether. See, I Ioves Beauty, n Arrow n the folks here @ the castle. Even the Ole Man is good sometimes. But theres days I feel 2 big 4 my body n I jis donne no, but is scary, eh?! N Ole Man's so very angry that I don't lets him in ta see Beauty n I's sooo a feared he gonna throw me right o'er the Hedge n tell me nvr come back!

Oh! Hey Mouse! Am I sure glad ta c u!! Wot news has ya?!
Wot? Grains? Oh sure. I gots some in me pocket. Jis a sec.
There. Now. Tell me wot news?
Eh? I caint hear ya.
Oh. Yes, sorries. Mouth full. K. So I'll talk. K?
I'm sure glad I gots u n the Ladybird ta visit Beauty n me. Donne tell Arrow I feeds u tho cuz she donne like four legged Squeaks inside, eh?! - Runt

Don't tell Arrow wot?! - Arrow

Long Bow! Oh!
Oooooooo!! Ur back!!!! Woooooohoooo!! :) :) :) :) - R

Mmmph! Hey! Lol... That's one awesome flying tackle u gots there Short Stuff. Miss me some I take it?
Hey, hey?!
Waz up?
- A

Growin' Pains

Wots ur biggest fear? - Sleeping Beauty


N wots ur greatest love? - SB


Beauty! Wot?! U's awake?!
Beauty? - Runt

ANSWER! - SB

Oh! Well...
I think me greatest love is me biggest fear...
Beauty? - R

Walkers fodder, that... - SB

Eh? Wot?! ...Beauty?
Ur glowin' a mite brite 2nite...
Beauty?
Gosh! She still b sleepin'!!
Arrow, I's scared... Not sures I can do this, eh? Comes home soon, k?

Beauty?

Oh Lord a Sancutaries. Not a soul. I'll nots tell a soul. K? Jis bring Arrow, fast!! - R

Beauty Rest

Wots fer lunch! - Runt

Rancid beans. - Wick

Wot? My 1 chance 2 gets out fer food n it's rotten. Wots wid dat?? - R

Lol... U know the Ogre. A little sour mood n there goes the food. 'S all good. He put it back on ta cook. It'll taste good regardless. - W

Sure. I jis can't b on the shitter lots wif bad food. N no thunder jug in Beauty's room, aye? To rank, wot?! - R

Ha! Waz it like? Guarding Beauty while she sleeps? N how a young'n like u get picked o'er me?! - W

Well. Guardin's borin', mostly. N I don't rightsly know y me... - R

Huh. No worries Runt. They'd a had their reasons I'm sure. But wots Beauty like n the sleep? That's wot I's wondering... - W

Hmmm.... I'd say she looks dead, mostly. 'Cept she glows. N sometimes her eyes move back n forth under theys lids, ya?! Kinda spooky, that. Once r twice I heard her mumblin' but couldn't makes it out clear. - R

Well wot did it sound like? - W

Ummm...
(Scratches head, picks nose, thinking a bit...)
Kinda angry like, ya? Like she was warin' wid someone. - R

Huh. I may go ask Ole Granny. - W

Wot?! No! Don't tells a soul!! I likesly shouldn't a b sayin' ought 2 u, aye?! Givin' way her secets, eh?! No don't sez a word. Promise! - R

Suspicious little ting, ain't ya. 'Sall right. She waz probly jis arguin' wid d Ogre in her sleep 's all. Hey! Easy Runt. Calm! Eats ur food. K? I can't b the only 1 on the shitter, aye? Good. Thas it. Good kid... - Wick

Berin's Camp

Niiice. A stretch a tarp. A tapped tree. Deer sheite everywhere. U coulda bin out here a bit n bin good. - Rogue

We did lots of patrols, Asher and I. There was nothing coming or going. No Walkers anywhere. Ogre called in Tor when you disappeared n Arrow took off. She said watch close as the Beauty was under again but we've seen nothing. - Berin

Not normal that. 'Specially since 1 picked up on the Runt. - Arrow

What?! The Runt's been tagged?? Oh this is no good. Not for you, nor the Fae. Why didn't you say before?? - Berin

N this is a big deal y? I mean besides wot he is to us? - R

Y u have to ask the hard questions? Hmmmm? Fine. Berin. U tell him. - Arrow

Oh, thanks. Just pass it on would you?

Alright.
*sigh*

...There's not much around here that is how it appears... - B

Now ain't that jus the understatement a the year, eh?! - R

Shush, Ass, he' s got the talk! U's so full a wot's u know n it ain't squat! - A

Y so angry Chickadee?! - R

Oooooohhh! Uuuuu.... - A

Arrow! Dun do bheal?
And you to, Hireling!

Good.

Arrow's right to be touchy. Mixed bloods work twice as hard and are lucky to get only a fraction of respect. - B

Nots the 1st I' ve heard u called that Long Bow, wot exactly r u? - R

Hush girl! Not what you need to know, Rogue. Runt is our concern and I'm not obliged to tell so listen good as you're getting highlights. - B

*huf*
Fine... - R

You know that Changelings are usually Aelfborn who are considered to be weak or diseased. No? Well now you do. Mixed blood leads to strange things at times and Runt was given off as Changeling because of it. But despite how he seems his genetics are such that he couldn't be given off the way the family wanted. - B

Who in their right mind would give Runt away? I thought he was child to some of the common folk 'round about the castle! - R

N that right there is y I put up with ur sorry ass. - A

Please! Enough! Time's too short for banter.
Now I don't know that behind the Briarwood was the best place for him as it filters time differently but in some ways it's been the best, holding back his growth some. We always new he'd be a target out here. What we should have anticipated was the Walker's feeling him out. - B

Y would his peeps want 2 give him away? I jus don't gets it? - R

Cuz people fears wot they don't know, aye? Ellyllon from the Cymru is his mother's peeps, n Fae r somes they don't trust, but it ain't jis his pops trickle of Fae blood at issue, he was Fae n Ward, amongst other things. HUGE unknown. Lots a power in the blood, but he came small, Runt did. Waaay too small n they's scared. We took him in. Against the Ogre's wishes, Beauty n I. Ogre tolerates him, but not by much. He's got power in him for such a small 'un. I knew the life the Walkers would love to suck outta him. It was my job to watch out for yon tyke n I blew it!! - A

Arrow! Hey. Long Bow! Hold up! - R

Leave her. Give her a minute. We'll catch up. - B

Arrrrrghhh!! So Fubar'd! - R

Chicken Soup

Go gets some water Wick.

Empty the piss pot Wick.

Get the old rotten fencin' outta the briar Wick.

Seems all I's good fer is fectchin' n carryin' n come here n go there n do this n that. 

But there's 1 what-fer y's I ain't grimblin'... 

Ogre's chickin' soup.

Ohhhhh.... Yum!!!

- Wicken

Grave Yard

 Oh wow! They're ALL gone. There's not a one left in its grave! - Arrow

Wot is this place?- Rogue

Is where Beauty n I puts the corpses wots get caught on Ogre's Thorns in the Briarwood. - A

These r graves? Serious? The Bramblewood produces this many dead? N where'd they go? - R

This is the origin of your Walkers. - Berin

Wot? How's that? - R

They's those from away who hear's rumors of Beauty n wealth n tries to get thru the Hedge to wot ever they thinks is behind it. Ogre's Thorn's has a way a tellin' 'em no. Beauty n I r charged with removin' the bodies what gets skewered on them deadly thorns. N here's where we bury 'em. But they don't always stays put. Wot comes back up is ur Ghost Walker. - A

Sheite! But there's no way. I'd a seen u girls tryin' to haul off this many corpses! - R

You are just lately come to this place, Rogue, and you've spent most of that time training with me. You know what Walkers are and how to fight them but their origin has not been general knowledge. - B

N u don't think that was critical info for me? - R

Need to know, only. - B

Riiiight. Still a lot a graves here. Not adding up, eh? How long this bin goin' on? N don't b lookin' at each other like u's got sheite to hide!- R

Huh. Long Bow. Your call... - B

*sigh*... 'Bout a hundred years, give or take. - A

U sheitin' me. - R

She's not. Ogre was granted territory n status for Beauty's protection just over a hundred years ago. Arrow's been there from the start. It took the Ogre less than a decade to weave the Bramble. Aelf and Fae are immune but have no interest in Beauty or her oddness. Those born behind the Bramble n others like yourself who work and protect are inoculated. And you know the penalties for betrayal. They were listed in your contract. But the outsiders? The thorn's poison kills but won't let you die. Or live. They don't stay in the ground forever. And what comes up is a desperate thing. - B

I can't believe it! - R

You better sit. You don't look so good. Arrow, take his other arm, help him down. - B

Lord of Sanctuary. I can't believe it! All this time! -R

Wot? - A

All this time n I've been puttin' the make on someone who could b my great-great grandmother!! - R

Ow!! Y u smackin' me? - R

Cuz ur an Ass!! Never have we ever had this many dead out Walking. Ever!! That is huge! THAT is serious sheite! N all u can lite on in this parley is my age?! Freakin' baby, u! - A

Apparently, I am. Gonna have to start callin' u Nan. - R

I have not, nor will I ever b anyone's Granny, n certainly not urs! - A

I think u'd make n awesome Granny! - R

Children! Please! Stop. Arrow's right. Something is off the mark, badly. We'll have to tell the Ogre. ...And Counsel. - B

Sheite... - A and R