"The best way to help Fionna is to stay away and let things settle down. If you want to go into the faerie realm I suggest you do it quick, before their lordships can legitimately interfere, and give yourself plenty of time to run if things don't work out. Wait here till everyone is asleep, then decide which way you want to go- if you head to help those children then you can stay here again before you leave for another Tribunal, or if you want to see O'Sullivain before you leave you can wait here for that. What you shouldn't do is walk around openly and make this town a target for their lordships."
Hugh nods. "Understood. I won't do that. I'll stay here until O'Sullivan arrives, but I will go to check out that well during the night tonight. Regarding the man that came with me, can you get him a note? And... do you know of an oath that I can trust a Bard to keep?"
"To always drink what is set before him and never turn down a lass in need of company? I can get a note to him, but I know of no oath to bind a bard, except to know what they swear by as you would with any man."
Hugh's note (in Latin):
I am going to be travelling to Faerie. I will not be returning here. I welcome you to come with me, but I am pursued by powerful forces, and it is not safe for you to join me. However, if you wish to cast your fate with mine, meet me at moonrise tomorrow, northwest of the town.
Hugh will rest for the rest of the day and the next day, but he is sending Sionnacliste (his familiar) to keep watch as a squirrel and see what Éogan does.
Éogan looks puzzled when he receives the note, and asks, «thank you ... but ... what does it say?»
The man shrugs "I wasn't told what it says, and I haven't exactly been to school"
«I am sorry. No offence. The sender must have assumed I knew how to read, but here we rely on the art of memory. Do you know where I can find him? Or could you take a message back?» Éogan asks, and hands him a penny or a farthing or whatever is the appropriate tip at the time.
"Aye, if the message is short, I could take it back to him."
«Oh ... the message is short enough: Éogan can't read,» says Éogan sarcastically, though the sarcasm is aimed at Hugh, and not the messenger. «Please include the sarcasm when you repeat it,» he adds.
The man takes the penny and says "Very well sir." then proceeds to enjoy his ale before taking the message back.
Hugh, watching through the eyes of his familiar, will ask him to intercept and solve the situation. In response, the familiar takes a human form, looking like a blond cousin of the form Hugh took earlier. He will return, and read the note to Eogan, but then spend the rest of the night doing what he wants - which is partying with the humans.
Éogan thanks the familiar, and continues the evening of storytelling, which I am sure the familiar is going to enjoy too. Does he have any luck with the attempted reciprocacy?
The familiar will tell stories of pranks he's done. He likes to play pranks on people that can either end harmlessly or end quite badly, and depending on how good of a sport the person is, that determines the outcome. For instance, taking the form of a pony, and when the farmer catches him and tries to ride him, takes him on a hair-raising break-neck ride through the forest. If the farmer is good-natured about it and has fun, he just brings him home, no harm no foul, and maybe knocks up the farmer's mare with a half-faerie colt. But if the farmer is nasty about it, trying to control him or hurt him, he leaves him in the middle of the forest and takes away his pants. He tells the story both ways, at different times; and more along the same lines.
as the night drags on various people stand up and tell their stories. One man tells how he slept with another mans wife. another tells of how a (deceased) respected member of the community molested him as a child. By the end of the evening the place has descended into a fight as rivalries develop in trying to first "one up" each other with tales of how hey have gotten one over on each other and eventually open hostility results. The bar is closed in a brawl after much property damage and bruised ribs.
The owner tells you he will honor your agreement tonight, but suggests you be out of town before the sun sets again on the town.
As the spirits get high, Éogan withdraws to a corner to listen, amazed with the effect of his poetry. When the party turns into hostility, he stands up with a soothing poem, but by that time nobody is going to hear him over the noise, and he withdraws to rueful contemplation in his corner.
«As you wish,» says Éogan sulkily to the keeper. «It is quite an open and sharing community, you have here. I am sorry it got out of hand .»
Éogan has a lie-in the next morning, preparing for an adventure the following night. In the afternoon, he takes a stroll to watch how the townsfolk react to the events the night before. He makes sure to go past the smith's to look for Hugh, and he will by some food for the journey. In the evening he heads for the meeting place.
Hugh does not appear to be at the blacksmith, whose shop is open (he dropped off food with Hugh the previous night), though he closes around nightfall, and Hugh is able to meet him there.
Hugh already told me where to meet, so when night falls, I head for the meeting place.
Hugh will be waiting, in the red-headed form in which Eogan saw him last. He speaks in Latin,
"Greetings, Eogan. So... we need to head to a faerie well to the northwest. We can camp later on tonight, but I want to get further from town. There was some trouble with children in the town and a faerie well, I'm hoping we can do them a good turn and find a way into the faerie realm also."
[He got the best directions he could from Finnegan, was there any other info?]
«Where have you been? I expected to see you at the inn yesternight. It was quite a night, I can tell you. Stories in abundance. What's the story about these children?»
"It's better if I don't appear in this town. The wrath of your former masters is dangerous, and I don't want to endanger a village just because I happened to go to it. As for the children..."
[he will share whatever he knows.]