The Fairy Diary Day 483 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

With everything prepared I had a prompting of sorts to check on the Crack of Doom before Merlin, Dunfallon and I left for his castle. All seemed in order. Four fairy guards were in their new posts high above the bell. I felt assured that it was as protected as we could make it. 

That is until I turned to leave that roost. 

An alarm sounded indicating that one of our traps had sprung. It was soon surrounded by almost everyone in the repository. 

We had once again caught the Will’o’the Wisp. And he was spluttering his displeasure for all to hear. 

We postponed our departure only for as long as it took Dunfallon to question the imp about his recent activities. Longer than that we did not want to indulge. We were satisfied that there was no imminent danger of further incursions. And having transferred him to his new cage Merlin made the decision to take him with us. (We want him as far from the bell as possible).

After exchanging farewells with everyone (and promises to Noralei that we would soon be reunited), Merlin whisked us away. 

The Fairy Diary Day 475 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Noralei worked the night through fashioning a new cage for the Will’o’the Wisp. This was after, of course, we had finished placing some clever traps around the repository. 

The High Fairy busied himself putting in place an elaborate spell that should mask our presence and that of the bell from the outside. And in the offhand chance Willie discovers a way in, the effects of the spell will follow him in and hopefully blind him to the traps we have set. 

Having finished these preparations another thought suddenly occurred to me. Though we have fully warned the fairy troops here about Willie, we have not alerted them to be on the lookout for the black bird. 

I immediately went to the Caretaker to rectify that omission. 

The Fairy Diary Day 388 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The four of us resisted the urge to run off on our first impulse – or impulses, as we surely would have scattered in every direction. As it is, after some deliberation we did divide into two groups – Rumble and Dunfallon went off with the goblin party that will be exploring an offshoot from the confirmed dragon lair. Noralei and I planned to interrogate Hawk for any details Merlin may have missed. 

To that end we asked for and were granted the prisoner’s release from his chains. However, at the goblin commander’s insistence he was placed into a cage. We found him docile, awake, and somewhat willing to talk. 

What we wanted to know was why he desired to obtain the dragon egg. He was more responsive to Noralei than to me. And after some patient questioning we learned that he believed that with the egg he at the least would have control of the dragon, and most certainly would have control of the hatchling when its time came. 

“Besides,” he added manner-of-factly, “the black bird commanded him to do it.”

He admitted afterwards that it was an outworking of the effect of the curse upon him. 

How intricate is the evil woven against us.

The Fairy Diary Day 366 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The High Fairy broke the spell that bound Dunfallon’s memory. It was as the image in the crystal portrayed it. The black bird had precipitated the pixie’s fall from the eagle, and chased his mount from the sky. It later appeared in Willie’s lair daily while he languished in the cage. 

Dunfallon awoke many times becoming aware that the two were discussing him. Their voices so low that he never could understand their meaning. Save for one time when he saw an image projected above the crystal. 

In the shimmering light he clearly made out exact representations of the dragon eggs he had seen with his own eyes. 

Then a strange thing happened – the Will’o’the Wisp reached for the eggs – and the crystal burst into flame. The black bird was quite upset with Willie and left. 

I knew immediately what I had to do. I stepped out of the burrow, grasped my pendant and summoned Merlin. 

A gust of wind forced my eyes closed and when I reopened them – the wizard stood before me. The others joined us and together we explained the latest.

The Fairy Diary Day 364 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Sometimes decisions don’t prove their true worth until a good deal of time has passed. Other times the reason one made the choice to begin with has a completely other unlooked for – and better outcome than one may have planned. 

Such was our decision to bring Dunfallon’s mountain goat with us. 

Though this was not apparent when our day began. The dew was still on the trumpet lilies when Rumble rushed up to me with the news that the mountain goat was missing. Nailbiter launched a full search of the burrow and the immediate vicinity – favoring the direction towards Willie’s swamp. 

Noralei made up the party towards that side. Just short of the pond there, the mountain goat came prancing from behind an immense shrub to nuzzle her. Then he led her back behind the bush. 

There she found an unhappy Dunfallon sitting in an improvised cage staked out on the ground. Answering their call, Rumble and I helped break him out. We had to exercise extreme caution for Dunfallon informed us that Willie had booby trapped it. 

When free, our pixie raced off to the Wisp’s lair. There we joined him in front of the burned out crystal. And no Will’o’the Wisp. 

Dunfallon had one consolation, being reunited with his mountain goat. 

We asked the High Fairy to report to Merlin that our trail is again cold.

The Fairy Diary Day 355 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Concern was growing for our absent pixie. He should have completed his tasks long ago. I prevailed upon Merlin to check on his whereabouts. The wizard managed to call up his image on his seers’ stone. 

Dunfallon and his eagle were a long way from their assigned locations. We could only surmise that he had completed those tasks and was off on some business of his own. 

At least he was safe. I would have a few choice things to say to him on his return. 

I turned over the last of my gleanings on crystals to Rumble so he could get up more maps for us. 

I joined Merlin and Noralei in the wizard’s workshop and watched them put together a new lantern/cage for Willie. And now and again I took a peek at the seer’s stone. 

By all appearances Dunfallon is on his way back.

The Fairy Diary Day 338 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Noralei examined the lantern/cage of the Will’o’the Wisp. Something had burned through the bars on one side. Her handiwork had melted clean away. One wonders how we could not have noticed when it occurred. She thinks his consumption of that walking sprout most likely has something to do with it. 

We were left with a greater concern – has Willie fled to the stronghold to warn the dark elves about our presence? And by so doing has he compromised the planned coordinated assault for tomorrow?

I dispatched Rumble to bring the news to Dunfallon. Noralei and I went down to the Low-way to confer with Navril. 

We discussed moving up the time of the assault. And decided we needed Dunfallon and the Dromadil pixies on the inside first.

The Fairy Diary Day 337 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

At long last Dunfallon returned – with great news. He and the Laguayilian troops led by our friend Navril, ambushed the three dark elves carrying the dragon egg. It was a costly success, for that dark elf warrior maimed or killed nearly half their party. Dunfallon and his eagle prevented Navril from being decapitated by distracting that warrior as he swung his ax and in a mighty riposte Navril actually did the deed on him with one stroke of his sword. (There is some concern that a bit of his blood fell on the shell of the dragon egg and was absorbed). The egg is on the way to the care and keeping of the High Fairy. 

A band of Dromadil pixies had arrived late for the battle, but continued here with them, all as volunteers for the assault on the dark elf stronghold. Dunfallon wants his fellow pixies with him as they poke around looking for the hidden entrance into the dark elf stronghold. They descended to our junction single file and followed down the narrow passage to the next junction above the stronghold gate. 

Navril’s elves filed in after them but had to stoop while they remained in these smaller confines. 

Thus we thought it best that they set up their camp down in the Low-way. 

About that time we noticed that Willie was missing from his cage.

The Fairy Diary Day 334 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Those little walking sprouts kept us busy rounding them up. Noralei thought they were cute until they began devouring one another – the victors consequently growing in size. 

Finally only one was left standing. We thought we had it restrained, but it snuck a tendril beyond its bounds and unfortunately past the bars of Willie’s cage, and the Will’o’the Wisp pulled it in and ate it. 

At that moment Dunfallon rejoined us and gave us the news after we explained what just had occurred. 

He saw three dark elves emerge from the cave above the abandoned fishing village. He has no doubt that one was the warrior about whom Merlin had warned us. And he was carrying a bulky package. They have taken up a march that should bring them here within two or three days time. 

But there was no sign of our friend the wizard. 

I re-sent him out to keep surveillance on the dark elves. And to look for signs of Merlin. 

Before the pixie departed he gave Rumble a bouquet to give to Noralei, then on watch. 

The flowers were her favorites.

The Fairy Diary Day 324 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The Low-way is noticeably larger, both wider and higher now. Consequently we have avoided the middle course and hugged along the walls to the side. It would not do to be caught in the middle by any approaching dark elves. 

Dunfallon took Willie and kept to our front. He was looking for side passages with access to underground streams that our former guides told him about.

The pixie is eager to search them out. In particular there is one they say that should get us into the stronghold undetected. 

When the light from Willie’s cage dimmed quite noticeably Dunfallon returned to us. He was concerned that the Will’o’the Wisp had expired. But I could see his breath fanning his whiskers, so I knew he was just in a deep sleep. 

I gave the pixie permission to loosen his cloak and let him proceed with the light from his armor. And Noralei took over the care of Willie.