Freehold of Minuit

Dapper Dog wrote: ↑

Tue Oct 15, 2019 7:24 pm

Tristan wrote: ↑

Tue Oct 15, 2019 5:44 am

"Indeed - is it well hidden or well-defended?" Tristan asked, his eyebrows raised in curiosity.

Big Nose shrugged and said, "Junk Ville is Junk Ville."

Tristan nodded. Such was the way of hobs.

"We aren't your first visitors, I'm guessing?"

"Indeed - is it well hidden or well-defended?" Tristan asked, his eyebrows raised in curiosity.

"A few hundred miles, give or take," he replied, "Faster in the Hedge, if you get lucky," he said with a smirk.

"Tristan," he said, breaking his song and extending a hand.

"In town for the festivities. Down from Chicago. Trying to get the lay of the land around these parts. Always good to know the local Hedge - never know when it will come in handy. Or when it will try to eat you," he said with a smirk.

Tristan joined in with one of the hobs, recognizing the song as an old travelling tune that hobs would sing as they moved through Arcadia.

"A fair bargain, do you not think? Mayhap even a little better for you as apples are very hard to come by here," Tristan offered.

"Tristan Rivenell," Tristan said with a bow.

"Fraid I don't drink soda - it's very bad for humans, you see," he replied doing his best to be non-threatening.

Tristan paused a half moment and then nodded.

"Hard to argue with that logic. I'm at your disposal."

Tristan nodded, his imposing rack moving up and down with the motion of his head.

"Just exploring the local hedge myself. New around these parts...well, wherever these parts are now. Tristan," he said softly.

Tristan edged his way into view, doing his best to remain quiet but also unthreatening as the other changelings approached.

He raised a hand cautioning them to be quiet.

"After the same sound I think?" he asked in a soft voice.