"My dear Sir Knight, have you heard that there is to be a new baronial seat built in the Eastern Plains?"
"I have not," said Sir Knight to his companion, for, by his last estimation, the Eastern Plains had been within the lands of Baron Huinesoron.
His companion laughed, all too happy to indulge in the latest on dit. "Well, I have heard the matter from a denizen of Borrd, that the Wandering Winterwood has returned and was made Baron of the Eastern Plains of Borrd, with additional lands within the Riding."
Sir Knight frowned. "...I do say, was she not a Baron before? But she has been a Dame of Plort for so long!"
"Apparently not!" Sir Knight's companion turned their face towards the sea, taking in the ships to Weab coming and going in the harbour. "After all, one could not be named 'Wandering Winterwood' without some predilection for wandering, and she had been long gone before any thought turned towards granting her a Barony. But she is known to many of the current Barons, even having been in the company of Baron Na'Shirah for some time, whilst she was still Knight Eshakhar."
Sir Knight nodded. "I am aware of her meritorious service to Plort," he said, "and her exploits with the regiments Eye of Aicheff and M'Bessfah, the latter even briefly rendezvousing with Ofum itself. But what else has she done in the years since her departure? And what of her former page and companion?"
"I heard her erstwhile companion was lost at sea," said his companion gravely, "or they sailed on different ships to Weab, and thus drifted apart."
"So, are you suggesting, my dear," remarked Sir Knight, "that the new Baron Winterwood is a mage in possession of a great fortune, who may be in want of a companion?"
"Great fortune, perhaps," agreed his companion, "for she has gained renown in Weab, in the lands of Ayohtree, even engaging for a time in the creation of Fanzeens. But as for a companion, I was told that after the loss of Intell she has not travelled with another."
"That does not preclude her perhaps being in want of another," Sir Knight pointed out. "Is she to keep to her new baronial seat this time? Or is she to spend more time in Tumblar, on ships destined for Weab?"
"Time will tell," declared his companion, now steering Sir Knight from the docks towards a confectioner's parlour specialising in newfangled iced treats. "Perhaps upon the completion of Elestianne Park, we could pay her a visit."
((Casually marrying the medieval setting with a smidge of Regency, because ofc the Wandering Winterwood would wander off and come back with scandalous new ideas.
Fanzeens = fanzines. They've made a major resurgence in fandom-at-large as professionally-printed fan anthologies and art books with accompanying merchandise, which run the gamut of "being supported by showrunners" to "absolute scams involving fraud and embezzlement". I got involved in a bunch in 2017-2018, all of which were not scams, thankfully. Idk what exactly they are in Plort, though. Grimoires?
Also, I went digging on my Tumblr and found: a drawing of the WW and Intell!
But yeah, in between school and fandom drift…))