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[So, now seems as good a time as any (or a better time than most) to remind people that there are other options. They've been called to fight, to kill and die, but they would not be the first to cast off the endless war of the greater courts. Such progenitors scatter through the land, it seems, old and entrenched in society but with shards of their own all the same, and ties to the Kings and Queens that only become clear when pulled. (Confusingly enough, the native peoples have even adopted one such shard-bearing defector as their anti-shard-bearer mascot. Jon has long since abandoned the exhaustive habit of questioning the logic of anything in this land of fairies.)

Still, this is his first time addressing the Network at large (intentionally, let us not speak of any accidental star-theft related visions) despite being around for just over half a year, now. It's... oddly unnerving, but he puts great pains into keeping his expression stony. Indeed, he presents the locket with a very serious, rather dour look that gives the impression he'd be a huge stick in the mud, and then he clears his throat.]

If there are any who do not wish to take part in this war - who cannot fight, or who will not, the Cothromach takes no part and would house you for however long you might think it necessary. [Straightforward and to the point. Jon's not great at rousing speeches, really, he just says what he has to say.] Other places have been offered, and they are good as well, held by good people. [Sup Mally!] Only know that you have options. [You know, in case those wacky Queens are telling you to take up arms against your literal brother or something crazy like that.]

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[He's still new to this locket thing and only just woke up, so while this is video on his side as well, the feed only shows what might be red fabric.]

They will be angry if you steal their fighters.

[Jon... doesn't question it. He's given up questioning most things here.]

The unwilling and untrained rarely make for effective soldiers.

You need people who look after the horses and handle food and the injured and carry things. Everyone starts out as untrained. And you can motivate everyone if you want to. [A thoughtful pause.] And often it isn't very important if people want the thing that you took from them. They get angry because you took it, yes?

[That might be true of most places and wars, except they already have staff at the castles who do such things, otherwise they'd never get done. It's difficult to organize the shard-bearers to do anything: the happenings after the moon fell were proof enough of that.]

These men and women have sworn no oaths and owe no fealty, they cannot be taken. They go where they will of their own accord, and they would not be the first to do so either: there are many shard-bearers in this land who have eschewed the war for centuries.

The courts are not very good at keeping track of people. [He sounds cheerful, though there is also some thoughtfulness to his words.] Maybe they can just not remember who is theirs. [This kind of runs both ways. Muscovy still has no clue which court he belongs to, so none of this is really personal to him. But kidnapping people into your service and then not claiming them? That just isn't how things are. At least normally.]

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[Jon looks a little amused, despite himself. A lot mopey, mind, but still a little amused.] That would not surprise me, in truth. [Fairies, man.]

...But then it is a very bad idea to remind them of who belongs to whom.

[And he wonders if they can find out even if you try to hide it. And if there is a way...]

How do you know which one you belong to?

I suppose, if you do not know from when you woke... [He thinks for a moment.] When you aid one or the other, a fairy or an imp will come to reward you between the middle and the end of each moon's turn. They call it a "boon." If a fairy comes, you're like to be Seelie. If it's an imp, I would guess at Unseelie.

I don't know how the bloody things manage to find me every month, in truth. But they do.

[....oh.

That is bad. It's one thing to know that already divided parts of a family that he has been adopted into are aligned with different courts, but to learn that he himself is on the court opposite of the person that has adopted him (or whatever you call it, he really has no clue)....

There is a long pause on his end, and when he speaks again he sounds scared.] So they can track down who belongs to whom by asking the fairies and imps.

Aye, I think so. Might be some magic could deter them, but if it does exist then I don't know it. [His brow furrows, at the sound of fear.] Why?

Nobody in the house that I belong to is of the same court.

[And clashing loyalties can end in terrible things. Not that he wants to be loyal to the Seelie court, but what if they enforce it, one way or the other?]

Have one of them speak to their Queen on the matter. That's what I did when Cothromach took in its first Unseelie shard-bearer.

They don't get along very well with her.

[At least from what he has observed - sure, it might be entirely one-sided, but he somehow doubts that. Such things just don't tend to be all that one-sided normally.]

That, I would think, should be just as much a danger. [If not more. Jon knows what the wroth of a king (or a mad queen regent) can do.]

[Muscovy is turning the locket over in his hands while thinking about this, which finally brings more of him into sight, even though the angle is off - still, his clothes are discernible as fairly high quality (except for the ratty scarf) yet not of court colours and the face is that of a child of perhaps six or a bit older, biting his lower lip worriedly.]

...I don't want them to die.

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[Jon is probably going to regret this. But.] Does your family have need of sanctuary?

[The questions surprises him, why does he ask that without even knowing whom they are talking about?, and then he nods, a smile spreading over his face.]

They aren't taking care of themselves very well. [So he has to do it for them - Maglor most of all, but his brother as well. He will, of course, have to convince them somehow because he can't actually make them, but he'll find a way.] But they are very strong. [So they will be an asset, and worth getting into a bit of trouble over, yes?]

Would you ask one of them to contact me so we might speak? [Because he definitely looks like a small child who shouldn't be making Head of the House type agreements without consultation.]

[He is a bit worried about what this will mean for the state of all of this, because Maglor can be really silly, but in the end nods again, just-

He'd like to be there. Not that he'll be able to do much, but he'll at least know what is happening, and maybe his presence will do something. Make the one of the brothers that he finds a bit less silly ...if he finds one of them. He isn't sure who is around right now. But he can look.]

I will find one.

[Jon nods politely, and waits.]

[There is a bit of stumbling when Muscovy gets up -his legs and the whole body are stiffer than he expected any of it to be-, and he slides the locket into his pocket to have both hands to himself.

If Jon stays around, he'll hear him run around the camp for a bit before he finds Maglor and finally hands his locket over to the elf.]

[ Muscovy goes straight to Maglor, who, once he ascertains that his fosterling is well, answers Jon ]

Good meeting, sir. Muscovy said you wished to speak to us about... ah, a place to stay? [ Jon might recognise the bard who has been teaching Sansa the harp ]

And you, my lord. He said that you had some quarrel with a queen, and I offered Cothromach as sanctuary. [How happy he'll be to follow though, though, depends largely on:] Which queen, if it please you to say?

[ A shake of his head ]

No lord I, sir - Maglor will do. [ A small wry smile ] I believe the answer there would be 'both', in honesty. I care little for either Queen, although I confess a rather pointed hatred of Solais, and only a grumbling dislike of Morla.

[Jon very nearly sighs. It's not the answer he'd hoped for.] The Cothromach is not part of this war, but it is still an ally to the Seelie, and to its Queen. What guarantee do I have that you won't use its proximity to act upon your hatred?

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private; is it okay if Maglor-mun threadjacks?

private; go for it! i'm about to hit the hay but threadjacking is cool with me

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permaprivate and Muscovy mun says to skip her, he's just sitting in Maglor's lap listening

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