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[crowschild]

Thorn Hall is a large estate in county Cork. And while it has all the trappings of a normal farm: with fields, and pastures, an orchard of various fruit trees, a barn with horses and a few cows grazing, there's something about the land that just feels more real. As soon as they cross the borders onto the land its palatal. There land is alive. And not just in the green and well taken care of sense but also in a wild woods and blood spilled. An over abundance of crows and ravens rest in the trees watching them as they walk. There is a spirit of Thorn Hall and it brushes across Cavan just briefly as if judging his intentions Cavan is, after all, a stranger to this land and world. The fact that he's with Rory is definitely a plus and it retreats. Though there is a sense of warning. If Cavan does anything it disapproves of ...

If Rory notices anything about it, he doesn't show it. But he's quite used to the Hall.

The reason why Rory told him about a password is immediately made clear when a small girl, about five years old, drops out of the trees in front of them. She has the same hair and eye color as Rory and is wearing a dress that probably got mud on it as soon as she stepped out the door. She also carries a spear coated in pink paint and sparkles.

"PASSWORD!" she demands, holding the spear threateningly.

Comments

I'll live but still coughing up crud.

[boy_druid]

"I was trying to translate them all, writing them down in a journal..." He blinks as the bee takes off in mild alarm, thanks to the whirlwind of pink. At least she's not likely to go far, and he can hardly blame her, but he does shift a bemused look to the girl. What a name for an owl. Strangely appropriate, though.

"I've never had any, but there were a lot of boys under the druids' instruction..." He watches her flapping away, with the other man chasing after to make sure girl and owlet both don't wind up hurt.

"I'd ask what it's like, but that's probably a hard thing to answer with nought for comparison." He grins apologetically.

I hate that part.

[crowschild]

Ceilidh is very good at naming things. She's also very good at running; she's making Rory work for catching her.

"It's like going from having to do all the chores to being able to tell someone else to do all the chores, essentially," Grady says easily.

[boy_druid]

It's amazing how fast such short legs can go.

Cavan gives a laugh. "I live alone now, so I'm used to doing all the chores myself. Speaking of that... ye wouldn't want any bread, by any chance? I don't know how to pay ye back for getting to see this place, but I make bread once a week, with honey..." It's not a chore, really, but he always has so much extra and so few people to give it to.