Rowan smiled, a true and honest smile, "Of course I'll come back and talk. I'm not sure how often I'll be able to, but I'll try." Rowan looked around at the trees, "Any day that I should definitely not come around, though? I feel bad that the trees have to offer me protection, and that I am putting you at risk due to the witches being around." Rowan got lucky this time, but she did not want to test that luck and become face-to-face with someone who could easily kill her (maybe? can witches kill Immortals? Rowan kind of wanted a chart that labeled who could kill who, and what the pecking order was. It would probably be helpful.)

A smile wove its way onto Stig's face. Oh to have an acquaintance that wasn't constantly trying to screw him over and ruin his reputation. Rowan was so utterly different than the rest of his kind, it was mind boggling. Regardless, Stig was thankful for her kindness and acceptance. It seemed as though she wanted to come back even though Stig seemed absolutely desperate and weak. She was so very different.

"Ah, well I'd avoid the rest of this week and part of next altogether. The witches will be traveling back and forth constantly, trying to find a lover. This shouldn't happen again for a long time, but if it does, I'll be sure to send word through the trees. Who, by the way, really like you. I am no faerie, but I feel the trees speaking about you. They are excited to see what is to come." Stig was gently touching a tree as he spoke, and for once it didn't lean away from his pixie hands.

Rowan stood and walked over to the closest tree, "Thank you," she whisperd, placing a very light hand on the bark, "I will do my very best to defend you all - forever. And that is a long time, because I'm pretty sure I'll live forever too."

Turning back to Stig, Rowan dropped her hand, "And thank you, too, Stig, for the heads up. I'll try to meet up with you after they are gone, then."

Stig grinned at Rowan, she truly planned on coming back to visit him. He honestly couldn't believe his luck, Stig knew that he was a pixie, and that he should not be forming an attachment with an immortal he hardly knew. But when he specifically wasn't allowed to do anything ever, he had to rebel at least a little bit, right? Though he supposed that if word got out at all The Board would drop his ranking greatly.

It was worth the risk though, because with Rowan, he didn't have to act all high and mighty, he could act normal. Though, if being normal was accting like a faerie then maybe he should rethink who he was working for.

"Ah, well thank you for even sparing me a thought ma'am. Unfortunately, I must be off now, as people will have noticed my absence by now. Be careful as you head back to your home, I'm sure that the trees will hide you, but some of these witches are more attuned to nature than you could ever imagine. Just please, stay aware and cautious, I do not wish for anything to happen to you because you came to visit me." Stig sounded utterly sincere, and he was. Look at him, becoming all soft like a faerie, he didn't quite know what was wrong with him, but he didn't exactly hate it.

"Don't worry 'bout me, Stig. I'll be safe. I'll see you once the witches are gone." Rowan flashed the shimmery form of Stig a brilliant smile, and whistles softly for her horse. She mounted up on Frost, and stroked his neck, "Until we meet again."

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what next!

Stig grinned softly, eyes shining with hope. "Until we meet again," Stig agreed before going into his small form and flying back to his golden prison.

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Well we haven't had an Alvaro/Rowan moment in awhile. The kids too. So we could have a little thing with them, or we could just ts to another Stig meeting.

rowan and alvaro moment? mb OOOOOOO IDEA MAYBE THEY TAKE ALL THE KIDS OUT ON A HORSEBACK RIDE AND THEN A PICNIC

Oh awww. It could be like an afternoon picnic and the kids all play and they can watch the sunset and then they head back and all the kids fall asleep on the way home. Brooooo.

YESS and like,,,,, r & a each take one kid so they dont fall of their horse, and hyll, since shes the oldest, still rides bc she doesnt sleep until later + trees dont need as much sleep as humans / animals ))))

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It was a few days after Rowan's meeting with Stig, and she was hoping to spend some time with Alvaro. If he wasn't available, she'd still go on a picnic with the kids, but it would be nice if he was available too. Neo, being the only good cook in the house, was making the food, and it was Rowan's job to find Alvaro. A faerie flew down to meet Rowan after seeing the human waving them down. She asked if they knew where Alvaro was, crossing her fingers that he was in the village.

For the first time in a week, Alvaro was being allowed a day off. He'd been spending his time strengthening the barrier, feeding it his power and adding similar barriers arounh homes that specifically were aimed at pixies and their small forms. The forms that were the most deadly when being stealthy.

Today though, he was merely speaking to his people. Making sure everyone felt as safe as possible and helping them through their grief. He spoke to the trees too, they always were there to listen to Alvaro, and he truly appreciated that, He would tell Rowan, but he didn't see her or the children nearly as often as he would've liked. Besides, he doubted she'd want to hear about all his troubles and worries.

Alvaro currently was sitting beneath a large tree, his eyes closed as he basked in the warmth of the sun. Trying to forget all his worries if only for a mere moment.