The Fairy Diary Day 231 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Our sadness lifted the instant Dunfallon landed with his eagle, accompanied by an ambassador from the Dromadil pixies. They were rushed immediately into the Laguayil council chamber where Nililitil received them with much pomp and ceremony. 

While the ambassador negotiated with the Laguayilian leader, Dunfallon filled us in about his latest adventures. 

He looked hard and long for these pixies, and at last uncovered them in burrows beside a lake that sits across from the former land of the dark elves. He was received as a great curiosity at first but when he explained that he was there on the behalf of the elves of light he was almost expelled bodily. 

On a whim our pixie scavenged the area and discovered the presence of the infamous black plants. 

After disposing them, even Dunfallon, as well as the Dromadilians were horrified to see the black crystalline structure across the lake from their burrow. 

From that moment it was easy to convince these other pixies the need to reach out to their former allies. 

And as if that wasn’t enough to rejoice about – before their ambassador had been selected to return with him – who should show up in the burrow of the Dromadilians but our missing wizard. 

And with a twinkle in his eye, our pixie informed us that Merlin will soon be with us here in Laguayil – once he has helped stave off an imminent attack. 

The Fairy Diary Day 85 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We have passed through two large pixie burrows this side of the road so far. It has slowed us considerably. What with all the curiosity generated by our presence, that is, fairies traveling with pixies, but even more so in regard to the Wisp. 

We would have been merrily on our way if not for an elderly pixie who recognized our prisoner. Willie returned his greeting and launched into a full throated plea for rescue. 

Thankfully the guards took control of the situation and brought us through without harm. 

After that I instructed the guards to keep to the pixie pathways and avoid the villages.

The Fairy Diary Day 27 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

In his forays in and around the burrows Rumble had discovered some suspicious tracks. He thinks they may be those left by the enemy when they attacked. Similar ones lead away. 

I concurred. So we set out to follow them whithersoever they lead. 

At first we had to restrain Dunfallon from running on ahead. Both Rumble and I feared for his state of mind. His grief was passing and something darker was taking its place. 

Finally I called a halt and we confronted him about it. 

He was resistant at first and loudly insisted on continuing on his own. 

I locked him in my arms and held him gently. He had no real strength to wriggle free. And at last fell quiet. 

I assured him that we would find those responsible. But added that we would handle things in a right and just way, not in a wrong or unjust way.  

The Fairy Diary Day 26 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We kept to a small space formed under an immense rock at the foot of a knoll. It was the childhood playground of the younger Dunfallon. He is finding some solace here. 

I tasked Rumble to search for any clues in and about the burrows that would help us understand the enemy. 

I kept Dunfallon occupied and awaited instructions from the High Fairy.

I did not receive an answer until after Rumble returned. Rumble found a residual pool of darkness deep within each burrow. He let them lie where they lay. 

And the High Fairy’s instructions call for me to pursue what seems right to me.

The Fairy Diary Day 25 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The High Fairy replied, but his message was not discernible at first. The scroll had turned black within its case. I held it up to the sunlight to dispel the murk. After long moments of stillness his words surfaced from beneath the blackness. 

The strokes of his pen were as equally dark with foreboding. The High Fairy warned that tragedy lay ahead. 

It did little to prepare us for the reality. Least of all for our new found companion, Dunfallon.

He had skipped ahead in his excitement to be home – only to be greeted by scenes of destruction and slaughter. 

Rumble rushed to his side to comfort him. And attempted to hold him back from his family burrow. Unsuccessfully. 

I led us out of the burrows immediately. 

We still do not know what our enemy looks like. But we have seen his cruelty.