Meribabell writes:
Gilgorgon had been expecting our arrival, so we were ushered into the great hall and seated for a feast. Herblas was every where directing the provisioning of the table. I was watching Gibley whom I could tell was overwhelmed by the extent and variety of the fare placed before us. I do not believe his eyes could be any bigger. He soon had his plate overflowing too.
No talk about our reasons for being here was allowed. That was held off until this morning.
Even then we were waiting on Dunfallon, who had been up all night playing nine pins with his friends and talking with Gabhe, the mountain goat.
After the pixie took his place at the long table, Merlin – with Gilgorgon’s permission, began the meeting.
The wizard put forth the question that lay heavily on my mind – what had happened to Artoxon and Bifitz? We knew from the High Fairy that they had been banished. But what then after that?
The dwarf king sighed deeply, then called over a member of his guard. This burly dwarf relayed how he had been assigned to observe that the pair had left their former kingdom. They sought refuge in the villages of the former dark elves, but were turned down again and again.
One day they fell prey to a rampaging troll who smashed them to bits and ate them.
Thus I knew why they were sighted on the other side. And must still be there.
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