Jerry's place was a small apartment in a town called Roe, apparently Jerry's child was actually a new born baby. His wife Susan, was also a driver for carriages, they used to work together but with the new born they wanted a place until he got big enough for being on the road. It was a fairly small one bedroom apartment. It seemed being a driver for the stables wasn't the most lucrative of professions after all.
So it did not take much to convince Susan to go along with it, in fact it basically gave them another driver as well, because some of the deal was Jerry had to stay home with his son, Robby, more, and give mom a break. Which meant she planned to drive the rest of the way to Hazelton, while Jerry stayed home with the baby. Jerry didn't seem to mind of course.
It was a very easy move actually, as Layla set up the gate right inside the apartment, allowing them to move in almost no time. Kurt and Sara helped as well.
They had found a few rooms in the Pillar, as there were empty hallways of them, and asked if they could make some changes, Layla introduced them to the gnomes. And they decided to take a side of the hallway and make a more home layout, knock down walls, put up doors etc, in the future, it will need a kitchen Susan said.. This was because the gnomes insisted the room at the end needed to be accessible.
"So, Sir Kurt, this is the craziest thing I've ever heard of in my life," said Susan.
"And?" said Kurt.
"I don't know, thank you, this means so much to my family, we get to actually be together."
"Don't worry about it, I'm sure you two will help us out more than enough, wait a couple years we'll put the kid to work too."
"He better if he knows what's good for him, we don't raise lazy spoiled good-for-nothings in this family."
"Yeah it's, all a little unreal. I hope you all get settled in eventually."
"It's a little hackneyed right now, but I've seen much worse places to live."
Kurt and Susan talked for a while and they got to the topic of the brood mother, and how Susan wasn't the only mother there technically. Since Kurt and Carla had gotten along he figured he would try to find her eventually, she seemed to disappear after they came. She was most likely somewhere in the cave system the goblins were making.
"Ohh look we have even more", said Tom.
"Hey Tom," said Kurt.
"Wait, you understand them?" said Susan.
"Ohh, umm I can fix that one second. Hey Tom, where's Joe, can you get him to do a translation spell for me?"
"Yeah, he should be coming along any second now," said Tom. A few moments later Joe and Hank came up, and Joe casted the spell upon both of them, Joe said Kurt looked like it was waning, and since he was doing it might as well recast on him too.
"Is that better ma'am?" said Joe.
"Ohh my yes, wow." said Susan, the translation spell did take a bit to get used to as it more talked over things rather than replace it, but the actual words were quieter, it was like a weird echo, that said a different language than the one being heard. It could be ignored, you just don't the first time.
"So do you think Susan can meet Carla, have a mother to mother thing?" said Kurt.
"Hmm, maybe. You would have to make an appointment with her, I'm sure she will come for you if she can," said Hank.
"If she can?"
"Well, giving birth to a brood can take a long time, and can happen fairly frequently, she is currently expecting one to start soon, so…she may not be able to, it would be up to her, and her condition. You would not be welcome for the actual birthing, no one is. And even with the status, she would be unable to make an accommodation. I don't know her exact condition at the moment," said Hank. Kurt thought it was weird Hank was the one answering the question he assumed it was going to be Joe. "But once the brood is over, I'm sure we can arrange a meeting."
"Well, I'm not going anywhere, tell her congratulations or whatever goblins say on these occasions," said Susan, "it would be nice to have another mom around, even if it's…different than mine."
"Yes, I was not expecting a human child to be so small," said Hank, as Susan was carrying Robby in her arms.
"Adorable though, isn't he," rubbing her finger on his cheek.
"He will make a fine warrior."
"I'm just going to take that as a compliment." said Susan, "Anyway, what do you all usually eat around here?"
"There are various animals with suitable meat," said Hank.
"Okay, that's expected, I guess," said Susan looking at Kurt.
"There are some fruits and stuff as well, I'm not some herbalist," said Kurt.
"Well, maybe I can help with that, it's just as easy to cook for five than it is to cook for two really. Just add more. Jerry isn't a bad cook either."
"You could talk to gnomes about making a mess hall, I'm sure you won't hear any arguments."
"Well, doesn't everything seem new now," looking at the goblins, "is there like a cooking…umm…breed of you guys?"
"Ohh no basically just three kinds and mother, and certain ones will lean towards one special role or another. Blacksmiths and heavy construction, usually one of us warriors" Hank pointed at himself, "light construction and crafting tools, communicating towards one of them, the scouts" pointing towards Tom, "and the short ones are basically useless, shaman or something."
"What?" said Joe, "you know we cook, and take care of the mounts, and you know magic," shaking his staff.
"Well, some of the short ones can cook and stuff"
"Some? What are you saying? That I can't cook?"
"I'd rather eat what the new girl cooks,"
Said Hank.
"Tom?" Tom looked away from Joe, "is that why you all…" Joe's jaw dropped.
"Well it would be rude not to, if you were offering that is?" said Tom, turning towards Susan.
"I can't believe what I'm hearing. Hank you would burn half of a leg and the other side would be raw."
"I like raw meat sometimes, and nothing wrong with some char," said Hank.
"And you're saying I can't cook."
"And some of the short ones can."
"Umm, I would happily cook for everyone," said Susan.
"Don't say that, there are a lot of gnomes, and goblins," said Kurt.
"Gnomes mostly eat rocks, that's why we get along so well, they don't steal our food, nor we theirs, I don't want rocks, they don't want meat," said Joe, "but ma'am, I would also suggest not saying you'd feed all the goblins as well, we can eat a lot."
"Well I meant us here, I don't know anyone — here, but I'll be a bit more careful with stuff like that, but really show me the kitchen." She looked at Kurt, "baby needs food, momma needs food, I assume goblins need food. And there appears to be a lot of rocks around for the gnomes."