Briar's Bounty

Go picks the Hawthorn Berries says he.
Ha! I soes wanted ta tell him to picks em hisself!
Dem spikes on da Briar be 3 inch long!
Leave em for da birds says I. Mother. What did I do ta draw short straw on dis job, huh?
- Wicken

*chuckle*
No worries Wick. Just think of all the sweet apple berry jelly I be makin' when u's done. Seen?
- Midge

*lips smack*
Ah, yah. That be a good motivator right dere. True.
*sigh*
K.
Where's da bucket...
- W

Hey!
*blushes*
Wot's that for!
- W

Lol... Figured a kiss on the cheek couldn't hurt as motivators go.
- M

Ha! Next time I'll be ready n it won't be me cheek ur catchin'. Lol...
*umph!*
Ow! Wot's with shovin' da bucket in me middle for?!
- W

Cheeky boy. Inch, mile - U.
*shakes head, walks away grinnin'*
Careful round them pokies, aye? I don't want any a ur blood in the berries...
- M

*mumbles*
Don't know hows u'd tell ifin dere was...
- W

Old Friends... Not!

Oh hey Asher! How's it goin'? Ya didn't get nicked in the Bramblewood did ya? You disappeared real quick like...
- Rogue
Hey hey! Easy. Why the hostility? It's genuine concern I b havin' fer ya, aye?
- R

U'll b losin' either ur knackers or ur noggin' b4 the night's out if u can't muzzle it. Maybe for all of us. Aye?
- Arrow

Wot?
- R

Shut the cur up... Bitch...
Or it will come true sooner than you think.
- Celeteren

Oh hey Kel. Nice seeing u again, too. Despite ur animosity...
- R

Arrrrrgghhh!!!
- C and A, drawing swords...

Síochána!! All of you!

Right...

Rogue. Please. You really shouldn't bait your hosts! I know you don't understand our name protocols but at least have respect for the authority of a place where you have none. I'm assuming, here, that you'd like to live. Doing that is going to be dicey at best, coming to our council. I wouldn't be looking to hurry your demise along. Seen?!
- Ntouranae

Ah...
- R

Ah. No! I don't need to hear your brains are scrambled, or whatever excuse you choose to throw out to cover your bad behavior. You know how to close your mouth. Do it. Or, I will spell you for the duration. That clear?!
- N

Yes'um.
- R

Good. Your contrition becomes you.
Now. Ersemen, please put away your metal, your sour faces and your bitter tongues. Council is on edge enough at being called on the cusp of Samhain without further provocation from its members.
Deep breath everyone...

Master of Arms. Lead.
Arrow, Berin, Asher, Rogue follow. In that order.
My eye will be on you all.
Move out!
- N

Truce

Oh dang.
- Wicken

Wot?
- Midge

Nothin'. Just dropped a bit a me bacon n eggs. I ain't applyin no 5 second rule today! Pure crud down there...
- W

I dunno Wick. U know wot the Ogre would say.
- M

I b a feared to ask!
- W

"Gulp 'er down" , Wick. "Gulp 'er down!"
Lol lol...
- M

Ech!
Brrrrr....
Not a freakin' chance!

Where's the small fry? Thought he'd b down for food?
- W

No. Beauty's deep in the dreaming. Keeps callin' fer Arrow. Runt naw gonna want ta leave her like that. I promised to take him up a bite.
- M

Hunh. U ask me he should b out trainin' wid the rest a us. We should b sharin' guard on the Sleeper. Not right, that. Young un like that gettin' all the glory work.
- W

Humph! U keep ur jealousy under wraps there Wicken. Don't b lettin' folks hear u chat so. Anything goes awry n they'll b lookin' ur way, aye?
- M

Not jealous! Just sayin'...
- W

Ya, well don't! Fer ur own good. U b a pain-in-the-arse male, but I wouldn't want fer u to take blame unwarranted. Just sayin'...
- M

Ya. Well, u ain't so bad. Fer a girl, that is. N I ain't so pig headed as to not hear ya.
Thanks.
- W

:)
- M

Wakey Wakey

Arrow.
Arrrrooooww...
Luv. Hey!
*wack*
Come on, snap out n come to...

Arrow!
- Berin

Wot, stop with ur shakin n slapping would ya?! Can't u see she's down deep?!
- Rogue

Hish. I know.
But I can feel them coming and she needs to be alert n prepped.
- B

Dang.
OK. Let me try.
- R

Mmm.. mmmmm.... mmmm...
Oh yah...
Emmmmnnn...

Oh. Hey!!
- R

*smack!*

Owwwwww!!
- R

Arrrgghhhhhhh!!!
Ick. Ick! ICK!!!
Wot the hell r ya doing ya freakin hippie!!
N now u grab him, Aladan? After its too late?
Ick!
*spit*
Ick.
- Arrow

Hey! It wasn't THAT bad. U were startin to kiss me back!
- R

Was NOT!
- A

Was too!!
- R

Children, please!
Actually, Rogue, I commend you. I wish I'd have thought of it first.
- B

Assunholes!!
- A

Lol... Hish, luv.
They're coming.
- B

Oh.
Rats.
- A

Wot's up? Wot u see?
- R

*shakes head*
Just hold ur tongue n go with wot I say.
Sheite, I'm foggy headed.  U woke me too soon...
- A

Rogue??
Reealllly?!

NOT literally!!
- A

Ibm hodin e cuz I caun bieve it waas e er mowt.
Ow!!
Berin! I'm gonna clock u fer wacking me one a these days!!
I coulda bit my tongue off!
- R

Would have been a God send if you had.
- B

Ho! I see the smirk over there. Don't deny it chicklet.
- R

Ass holes.
:)
Sheite. They're here...
- A

Under Barrows

Oh. Lord...
Ow!
Me achin' head!
- Rogue

Brain's scrambled, eh?
No worries. Drink this. Ntuor left it for you.
- Berin

Oh, God bless Tor...
Oops. U guys r big on name protocols, n who can use wot, ain't ya. My bad. Keep forgettin' where we r. I hate being this scrambled.

Ugh! How come anything that's supposed to be good for u tastes like sheite.
- R

U complain like a woman.
- B

Reeally? I can't believe u said that.
No. Don't respond. U'll just dig ur own pit deeper.
Heh heh... I vaguely recall a bit a name calling. Arrow  making similar complaint about u...
Okay, okay. No evil eye from the likes a u.
Ow! Arrrr...
Everything frickin' aches!
No. No comments. Please.
Wot? Wot's that look for?
- R

Verbal diarrhea?
- B

Must b that juice Ntuoranae left me...
So. Cosy little room. How come they call random rooms n tunnels under a tree root the Barrows?
- R

It was an actual mound, back beyond time. The Ancients are buried here. Down odd tunnels. Long before the entrance tree on top the mound was born and became ancient, the forest burying the burial grounds. It's tunnels connect to our Grange stones, n as old as they are, they're barely passed conception compared to the Barrows.
- B

Rather hard-fer-dead, ain't ya? Didn't think u all died off that often.
- R

We don't. Hasn't been many in recent years. Those tombs are our legends. Not anything I would speak of here.
- B

Huh.
So waz up with our girl?
- R

Mmm... Said she needed a few minutes shut eye.
- B

Really? That don't sound...
Wot?
Oh...

No doubt the "beam me up Scotty's" were getting to her, too..
- R

Right.
No doubt. :s
- B

Labyrinth

Quite the layout down here. How long before Synod's called?
- Arrow

We have an hour at best.
- Ntuoranae

Is there any private place we can rest for that time?
- A

Yes. Private being relative. Fae are all invisible eyes and ears, most especially in Barrows. Add the uncommon feature of guests and the collective nervous system is quivering.  I can get you away from the comings and goings, tho.

I'll not be able to stay.

Ahhh....
Is he gonna be alright?
- N

An hour should do it. Lei Lines and now the Barrows entrance. Back to back scrambles is more than Rogue's constitution appreciates. Berin, grab the kicking end, woulda ya?
- A

Oh gee, thanks.
- Berin

Pussy.
- A

*snicker*
- N

What?!
- B

Nvr mind. It's a phrase from Otherside. Grab n let's move out.
- A

:) This way...
-N

Barrows

Masks off, peoples. Annnd, welcome to the Barrows.
- Ntuoranae

Many ways to come and go. This entrance we'll use for the Synod.
- Ntuoranae

Ah crap. Don't tell me...
- Rogue

Heh heh heh... Buckle up!
- Berin

Oh sheite. I hate this!
- R

Lol... Baby...
- Arrow

Aaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhh!!!!!!

- R

Faery Paths 3

Last leg. Barrows coming up soon.
You two have done well. If I didn't know better
I'd say you two can see through the coverings.

Hmmm...

- Ntuoranae

Nope.
- Rogue

Not a chance...
- Arrow

Faery Paths 2

Careful. There's a down, a Creek and an up here... - Ntuoranae

I ain't saying sh*t. - Rogue

Quiet... - Arrow

Faery Paths 1

Soooo... How we doing? - Ntuoranae

Peachy.

Ow! Y u gotta b wacking me?!
- Rogue

Really? Ur asking?
Show respect. Ass.
- Berin

Wot? - R

Hish!!
- Arrow

Mind ur step n zip it! - A

But? - R

Zip! - A

Really? - R

Zzzzz... - A

OK! Nuff! - R