At first light Rumble and I bid goodbye to our host. I am confident, having seen Gilgorgon and his dwarves in action that this frontier is closed to our mutual enemy. And to lend some extra assistance in our absence we left a present at the direction of the High Fairy – a spell of confusion to any being of ill will attempting to enter the stronghold.
We made good time up and over the mountain. Around every curve we expected to come upon our pixie friend and his mountain goat.
But we arrived on the downward slope without a sign of Dunfallon. So we began to think that perhaps our passage was too rapid and we had outpaced our friend.
Hence we halted and set up camp to wait.