The great can protect themselves, but the poor and humble require the shield of the law
Monday, August 31st, [day 92] mid afternoon
The conversation yesterday with Eris was the final clincher for me. Someone's gotta do something about the way things are goin' in this town. It doesn't hafta be me though. The sun's nice an bright today as if it approves of my upbeat mood. Not like yesterday, for all that it turned out pretty decent.
With that in mind I set out for the Sheriff's office. Even if she doesn't have any ideas about what or who should deal with the situation in town, I do feel I oughta at least a have a good serious chat with her bout it. i ain't the greatest respecter of the law but I do like what i saw of her that one time an think she oughta be told if don't already know.
With that in mind I materialize just down the street from the office. i'm standin' in someone's flowerbed so I get out of the there as quickly as my dignity will allow an approach slowly to give myself time to take everything in. An I still almost miss the subtle wards strung up round the place. huh. Faerie glamour if i don't miss my guess. Well this just confirms what I thought I got from her that night. There's also one with the familiar flavour of Hermia's magic. Fireproofing i believe. Was Mab the friend Hermia was so desperate to help the day I met her?
This oughta be interestin' ; with those wards in place I no longer wanna phase inside like I originally thought. Gonna hafta do this the hard way.
I jump up the front steps an bat gently at the ward on the door. If i'm right this'll tell her i'm here.
[open to Mab]
The conversation yesterday with Eris was the final clincher for me. Someone's gotta do something about the way things are goin' in this town. It doesn't hafta be me though. The sun's nice an bright today as if it approves of my upbeat mood. Not like yesterday, for all that it turned out pretty decent.
With that in mind I set out for the Sheriff's office. Even if she doesn't have any ideas about what or who should deal with the situation in town, I do feel I oughta at least a have a good serious chat with her bout it. i ain't the greatest respecter of the law but I do like what i saw of her that one time an think she oughta be told if don't already know.
With that in mind I materialize just down the street from the office. i'm standin' in someone's flowerbed so I get out of the there as quickly as my dignity will allow an approach slowly to give myself time to take everything in. An I still almost miss the subtle wards strung up round the place. huh. Faerie glamour if i don't miss my guess. Well this just confirms what I thought I got from her that night. There's also one with the familiar flavour of Hermia's magic. Fireproofing i believe. Was Mab the friend Hermia was so desperate to help the day I met her?
This oughta be interestin' ; with those wards in place I no longer wanna phase inside like I originally thought. Gonna hafta do this the hard way.
I jump up the front steps an bat gently at the ward on the door. If i'm right this'll tell her i'm here.
[open to Mab]