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Interviews with the Scribe

A chat with 'Baron' Silas

Recently, I had a chance to have few words with Baron Silas, currently residing in the dungeons of Caer Taghairm for his crimes against the Court, the Fae, and the People of Canberra.

I found him to be a pleasant and congenial pooka--always remembering that he has tried to destroy all fae everywhere, and there are recent indications that he may yet destroy the entire world. Also, bear in mind that he is a pooka, and an Unseelie pooka at that, so all of his comments should be taken with a large grain of salt.

Ethan: So, Baron Silas... how are you finding your accommodations?
Silas: Damp, cold, dark and uncomfortable.
Ethan: Well, these are the dungeons, Baron.
Silas: Quite right, and as such doing a excellent job. The food has improved, though--I recently scored a pizza box, and a nice Redcap gave me some dried fish-chips, so on the whole things are looking up. Oh, and thank you for the cushion.
Ethan: You're welcome. So, Baron Silas--What set you on your path of destruction?
Silas: Oh, I realised quite early on that the Fae were an abomination and had to be destroyed.
Ethan: I see. And did you, for example, pull the wings off flies as a child?
Silas: No, I ate them.
Ethan: Any regrets?
Silas: Getting caught.
Ethan: And plans for the future?
Silas: Well, very shortly the Summermaker will kick into action. That should wipe out most chimerical things in the area.
Ethan: Really?
Silas: Yes, I'm quite pleased with it. The test I performed in the Yass Valley a few months ago worked very well.
Ethan: Any other plans in the works?
Silas: Well, I have great hopes for my Sidhe Bombs, but I'll admit they are at best a handful of ideas and some rough sketches at the moment. The Summermaker complete and ready to go, so that is really where I'm expecting to see results.
Ethan: So... where is the Summermaker at present?
Silas: That's the real question, isn't it, and worth rather more than a cushion and an exchange of gossip.
Ethan: How much do you want?
Silas: A bed. Or at least a roost... these flagstones are cold.
Ethan: I'll... see what I can arrange. Well, it's been a real education talking to you, Baron Silas, but I have to go and talk to a few people. Thank you once again for being so helpful.
Silas: Don't mention it.

Ethan the Scribe, 23-Sep-2003