Exton

Keon stands in the shadow of the porch, eyes on the sky. He hears the footsteps on the porch, acknowledging Tannr's tread. He speaks from the shadow, keeping his eyes on the deepening night.

"Greetings Brother of my Brother. Our family settles for the evening. I am heading to the Tavern. If ye have no plans, I can promise a band and drink. That is, if ye mind not drinking with Dark Lords and Riders of Herne."

Glancing back at the house, Tannr nods and heads for the stables. By the time he returns, Keon's mount is cropping grass as the Dark Fae kneels on the grass with a large Hell Hound. The creature turns its head and growls softly in Tannr's direction.

"Trooper."

The Hound turns its red gaze back to Keon. It growls and Keon nods, hissing in response. The Sidhe stands, one hand on Trooper's scaly head.

"Stand very still." The Hell Hound approaches slowly, head down, ears back. Its eyes gleam red, teeth bared in a soundless snarl. Tannr stands still, swallowing the urge to step back as Trooper begins to scent his legs. He has seen the creatures fight and has vivid memories of the damage those jagged teeth easily deal.

The Hound snorts as it noses higher up his thigh. Tannr jerks involuntarily. The Hound glances up, A deep rumble begins in his chest and the Hound sits, throwing back its head as the rumble gains volume. Keon lays a hand on Tannr's shoulder, making the Viking jump.

"This is Trooper. He is Chief of Hounds and, tonight, he and three others will guard Star and her family." His smile is bright against the darkness of his skin. "Fear not. We hold the safety of this family above the value of our own lives."

He hisses softly and the waiting stallion is at his side. Keon flows into the saddle with a grace only the most adept sword dancers acquire. He leads Tannr through the woods and onto a Shadow Path in mere moments. less than ten minutes later they cross into the Tavern's back lot. Tori looks up, waving to Keon as she talks to Byte. The shifter picks up his soundboard and another case and calls a greeting as he disappears inside.

She looks Tannr up and down, nods, and crosses her arms as she leans back against the fender of her ride. "Kith and Kin are inside. I just got here." She pauses, listening. "Bro says Torrent got here about half an hour ago. Twill and Weebit are at a table with Guunnar and the Brownie is doing an impressive imitation of a Claurican." She pushes off the jeep and turns to head inside, stopping to look back at Tannr.

"oh yeah... Welcome back Coppertop."

She strides across the stones, her boot heels clicking as they hit the back porch. She holds the door as two demifae dart out. Moments later she is heading down the hall, shouting to someone about not overloading the damn circuits again.