We finally arrived at Nailbiter’s village. His pixies welcomed us wholeheartedly. And they reported that the measures we helped put in place a moon ago proved crucial for their defense.
I was indecisive at first what to tell them about the treachery of the Wisp, but since he was well known hereabouts I thought it best to explain everything. I, however, limited it to Nailbiter and his council.
A grim silence was the result. They agreed we should keep him imprisoned. And promised to send guards with us, at least to the Faerie border, to the end we not be mistaken for aggressors or kidnappers.
That evening Dunfallon was sought out and celebrated in the great burrow hall. Both Rumble and I were amused by his accounting of his adventures thus far.