Dunfallon and I went into the first fairy village. I had decided that Rumble and Noralei along with Willie would stay outside and pass by beyond its daisy chain defenses.
I considered it less conspicuous to be accompanied by my pixie friend than dealing with a possible panic set off by the sight of a Will’o’the Wisp even though he was clearly restrained.
We had no trouble. In fact for the most part we were ignored and could have gone through quickly without hindrance. But we did have some goals we set for ourselves. And Dunfallon fulfilled that need perfectly.
He found the right fairy – a constable in this case – with whom to strike up a conversation. We learned more from him than he did from us.
He was not much interested in us when he heard we were from Nonin-gal-dith. He was much more concerned about news from the frontier.
We shared what we learned with our friends when we rejoined them. We agreed that the High Fairy had been correct in his final instructions to me. There is no better way to gauge the state of the Faerie Kingdom as it nears the border to the humans.