Exton

The windows upstairs are locked and spelled. Pandora had finished pine cone charms earlier in the evening, strengthening the spells by letting the weaving flow through him, which now hung in every window, top to bottom of both the Tavern abd Traeger's place. Monty had strung holly and mistletoe in the children's room. Letting his senses roam, Ob explored the Tavern for any entrance that they might have missed. A grim smile twists his lips. So much like Yule... but for such a different reason.

Monty and Ike are still busy in the kitchen, working on mojo bags for the guests who had come for dinner and music. The waitresses were slowly distributing them as they served the small crowd. The girls each had a small stocking with a sprig of holly pinned to their aprons. It didn't hurt to protect as many as possible.

The band was taking a break, the jukebox playing something slow. Ob slides his arms around his wife's waist, pulling her close and swaying their bodies to the music.

Stoney just filled his household in about the college. I informed the Kin what Ike and Monty are doing, and what we have done. Ramji says we have a patrol coming in soon for a break, Guunnar's crew. His mind caresses her, his tail sliding invisibly along her leg. Peace mi Bruha. I was thinking. Tomorrow we get Chloe involved in making more charm ornaments? She would love to play with the glitter as you and I spell the pinecones. Perhaps a box to each of the Kin?

He kisses the top of her head, feeling Tori as she soars over the streets in her stone form. She perches on a rooftop and lets him see the demon launching into the air to scope another street. Three dark avian shapes pass to her right. The Crows have joined the air patrol. Their large forms are dwarfed by another that glides to her left. The creature lands on another cornice, watching the alleys to its left.

Surprise touches their minds from Silk. He feels her pause in divesting her cloak. Nightflyer... I'd not thought to ssssee one outsssside of Faerie.

Tori sends them a grin. He was on the roof when I came out for patrol. Seems he has a place here and doesn't like it being... how did he word it?... tainted by miscreants. He volunteered to help with aerial. How do you refuse someone who looks like a flying Stingray with tentacles at his waistline, and a human head? The creature takes to the air, gliding on rippling airwaves. Awe tinges Tori's thoughts. Impressive... and horrifying for as human as he looks above the shoulders.

Ob touches his cousin's mind. What exactly is a Nightflyer?


There is silence, a dropping of a veil, as if Silk were shielding the others from her memories. A creature of the Dark Queen's fit of insanity. They hunt what even the Dark Lords won't, but are extremely attached to what they deem theirs. The Dark Queen only calls on them when she has no other recourse. Be glad this one is willing to help us.

The hiss of Tori's mind slips away with her last comments. Yeah... He laughed when we offered him a weapon. He said to keep them for those who need them. He'll just use his hands.

Ob breathes Pandora's scent into his lungs. "Mi amor, I pity anything that tangles with the aerial patrol tonight."