The Fairy Diary Day 454 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

It is decided. We shall all make our way to Nonin-gal-dith per the High Fairy’s wish and from there put our petition in for an audience with the Faerie Queen. His excellency foresees many objections to our request, so we will need to make up a list of what those objections might be and come up with a counter for each. 

Rumble has taken his first list into the library and there with Merlin’s help will begin the process. Only one day will be allotted here. Tomorrow the High Fairy wants us to be in Nonin-gal-dith (and in his library) to complete our research, and send in the formal petition. 

Dunfallon has been given the important task of transporting the object that Rumble has completed. It is in form much like the dragon training staff and thus Cluyjil should have little problem carrying it to our home village. 

Rumble will accompany his excellency there. And I shall go with Merlin. 

I am thankful to fill up my time helping, for when I find myself idle the fear grows within me for our missing friends. 

The Fairy Diary Day 421 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The news is scanty. The High Fairy says there is nothing direct from Gilgorgon. His whole mountain is locked down to the outside. Everything is second hand through the Dromadil pixies, who learn it from the goblins. 

It has me very worried. What could Gilgorgon be thinking? Does he not know that we are for him? And would swiftly come to his aid?

Merlin and the High Fairy locked themselves away in the wizard’s study to consult the seer’s stone – after advising us to keep about our tasks with the hatchlings. 

I found it very difficult to hold my focus. And I believe it was the same for each of us, save Gibley, who has never met our friend. To be sure the goblin has encountered Artoxon – and though he has not expressed an opinion about him outloud I am reasonably certain that his mirrors ours. 

Eventually we became engrossed in our work. Dunfallon put Cluyjil through the motions of flying as he and Rumble waved the staff with the hatchling attached to it. Such movement gives Cluyjil the sense of what it feels like to flap his wings. 

Rayjil was still content with simple things – jumping on and off the staff, and turning invisible for longer periods of time. 

Meeting together at day’s end we were all thinking about the same thing – is it time yet to introduce our charges to one another?

The Fairy Diary Day 418 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

A major problem emerged this morning, at least in Gibley’s estimation when he came across a passage in one of the tomes in the library written by a goblin trainer. It extolled the virtues, nay – the absolute necessity of dragon shell in the diet for the healthy development of a dragon hatchling. And since the shell for Rayjil was completely consumed in the conflagration of her birth, he trembles for her well being. 

Dunfallon has been trying to calm the goblin all morning and has asked Rumble to launch another search in the library for other possible remedies. 

Noralei has offered up some of the dragon scales she has found if they can be a suitable substitute. One more item for research added to Rumble’s list. 

I assisted – in turn – the pixie and the goblin in the physical training of their hatchlings. The main device is the dragon training staff.  Now more for comfort, but becoming more important as their wings develop.

The Fairy Diary Day 414 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

I cannot begin to fully imagine what our goblin friend is going through. His sadness and disappointment dogged his every step today. And those feelings spilled over onto the hatchling, who was sluggish and clung solely to the training staff. 

Dunfallon wanted to pay an unannounced visit to the other goblin location and snap up a few other dragon training devices, but I vetoed that idea and ordered him to focus on directing our way towards Merlin’s castle. Which may mean crossing the river again. 

As we were going along I fell into a conversation with Rumble, since we have left the goblins behind he sensed less opposition to our movement which led him to speculate that it had been an enchantment put in place by them as a reaction to the dark elf incursion at the time of Gibley’s kidnapping. 

This brought to my mind the memory of Gibley’s uncle staring at us. And the flicker of fear I saw in his eyes as they took in the sight of my pendants. 

It was a reminder also to check the scroll. And therein was written a new note from the High Fairy. Merlin was now ready and willing to answer our summons.

The Fairy Diary Day 413 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We began the day in high hopes, for Dunfallon found a promising cavern entrance. It  was somewhat of a climb to reach its level, but with a team effort we helped Gibley carry the hatchling there. The ground outside was littered with broken dragon training staffs and worn out bits of harnesses. 

We had an incredible feeling that we had finally arrived. 

But it came crashing down after a band of goblins materialized from out of the rock walls. 

But not before Gibley had rushed forward to greet his uncle. The haughty goblin did not even acknowledge his nephew. 

Gibley stammered his protest, mumbling something about his parents and holding up the hatchling for his approval. None of which moved our opponent. 

Instead his uncle made it clear that he considered Gibley a traitor and as such is banned from their kingdom forever. And as he looked around at all of us we knew none of us were welcome either. 

We departed as fast as we could. 

We fairies and our pixie turned our attention to the distraught goblin. I told him he was welcome to come with us. And Noralei and Dunfallon volunteered to help him raise the hatchling. 

The Fairy Diary Day 412 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We set ourselves to take the long way around via the river route. It was easy going for the morning, but by the time the sun passed its apex [The Narrator: the wording actually read- “when the sun settled overhead” but I felt it needed a clarification for human understanding] the way narrowed and filled with boulders over which we paused to help Gibley and the hatchling. 

Dunfallon reported in to say that it will be more of the same ahead. He was almost apologetic about it, as if it were his fault. I encouraged him to keep on the lookout for other possibilities. 

A couple of times the hatchling let go of the training staff and took her first steps. We allowed her to continue to do so whenever the way leveled off. But if she gets too far away from us, Gibley waves the training staff, and so far she obediently returns to it. 

At day’s end I composed a note to the High Fairy relating our news and asking for some from him. Especially in regards to Merlin and his dragon hatchling.

The Fairy Diary Day 409 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We are making our way, best we can, to the cavern outside of which Dunfallon discovered the dragon training staff. He reported that there are no direct paths to it. All of the canyons on this side run away from it. According to Rumble’s map we could follow the river to a canyon that runs directly to it – but it looks to be five times as long as going straight over the top of the mountainous plateau between here and there.

For his part, Gibley apologized that he could offer no help. The first time he was outside of his goblin home was on the inside of the bag held by the dark elves. 

In thinking over the problem I could not help but surmise that the other cavern spotted by our pixie might just be another entrance into the place we want to be. And despite its access looking to be the most difficult canyon to traverse we chose to challenge it. 

And if it proves a dead end we shall attempt going over the high plateau.  

The Fairy Diary Day 408 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Last night we arrived on the banks of the river. It was a wild sight. Immense and roaring. We moved back from it, the better to rest. 

The river looked even wilder in the morning light. We sat down to think through our options for getting over. We knew we fairies would be able to fly across, our only concerns were for Gibley and the hatchling. 

Dunfallon announced that while we talked it over, he was going aloft to look for narrower places to cross. So our pixie was not around when we heard a voice call out from the river. 

Noralei was the first to spot him – it was Nora the waterhorse. He skipped through the rolling torrents, hallooing all the way over to our side. 

It was a joyous reunion. 

Noralei explained our predicament to him, and he volunteered immediately to carry each of us across the raging river. I, for one, did not mind saving my wings the exertion. 

Nora was a little skittish about carrying the hatchling, but Noralei convinced him that when wrapped around its special staff she was as docile as a lamb. 

And after we explained what a lamb was to Nora, he took Gibley over first, so the hatchling could focus on him. 

By the end of their crossing the two – Nora and the hatchling – grew quite fond of one another. 

Dunfallon arrived back just in time to join us in thanking Nora and bidding him goodbye.

The Fairy Diary Day 407 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We stumbled across a cave entrance that had eluded Dunfallon’s notice from the air, so Gibley just had to check it out. While I stayed outside with a dozing hatchling, the goblin went in accompanied by Rumble and Noralei. 

They were not gone long, for it turned out to be inhabited by an animal of some kind – absent at the moment.

Gibley did find a few scraps to give to his dragon later. 

We were about to move on when Dunfallon dropped in to see us. As he slid off the back of his eagle we all saw that he was wielding a knobby stick and made to strike the hatchling with it. Before any of us could react, the hatchling was awake and threw itself at the stick. It was soon wrapped around it and making contented sounds. The pixie laughed and explained he had found this dragon training staff near the cave that was farthest from the river. 

Dunfallon had recognized it from his library research. And Gibley confirmed its use by his people. 

His hope soared that he may soon be back with them.