The Fairy Diary Day 380 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We were to have left before now. In fact, we had already set out towards the Low-way in the company of two new guides when a dwarf came running after us. He begged us to return with him for an audience with Artoxon. 

(I could not help but notice a twinkle in our pixie’s eye as we accompanied the dwarf back into the capital).

Along the way, I read some replies from the High Fairy. He had contacted the Dromadil pixies who forwarded to the goblin king our request to pay a visit to the forward goblin positions on the Low-way of the dwarves. We have been granted permission to do so. 

The High Fairy also added a warning that he gleaned from the Dromadil pixies – we are to beware of the intentions of Artoxon and his dwarves. 

So it was with some apprehension that we re-entered the capital and will soon be descending to Artoxon’s apartments.

The Fairy Diary Day 310 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

My request through the High Fairy to ask for some goblins to join us was refused by the goblin king. A disappointment in one aspect, but a release in another. 

We felt free to begin laying pixie traps from hereon going forward – without fear that our allies would fall into them. 

As we press onward the passage is becoming more and more ornate. And equally ornate passageways are branching off the main one. It is slowing our progress for we are making sure no enemies are left to our rear as we go. 

Dunfallon with Willie’s help carries out this task swiftly and with aplomb – leaving his signature traps as he goes. 

I feel safer already. 

The Fairy Diary Day 303 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

After much discussion we came to a consensus that this location would be ideal for the defense against the dark elves. To that end I got out the scroll and penned a note to the High Fairy and asked him to get this word to the goblin king through the Dromadil pixies. 

Before we continued on via the left fork, Dunfallon marked the area with a few choice goblin signs, to aid them in setting up their defenses. And Rumble showed me a map he had drawn up detailing this underground passage so far. And marvel of marvels he can overlay it on the map given to us by Merlin. 

One look at the revealed expanse from where we are to the canyonlands was disheartening – until Noralei reminded me that we just might encounter the dark elves long before then. 

I hurriedly appended a note to the High Fairy asking that goblin forces be moved into place as soon as possible. 

The Fairy Diary Day 299 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The goblin king and the leaders of the Dromadil pixies are content with the groundwork that Dunfallon laid in talks with them. The goblins will stay where they are. The pixies were never intent on moving back to their ancestral home, but will maintain a small presence on the level with their great burrow. They are more interested in the area on the surface around the shaft (Rumble helped in that regard and took some steps to bring back the plant life).

I was relieved for that released us to continue as planned. 

As Noralei had ventured the furthest into the main passage, we gladly gave over the lead to her. And Dunfallon was happy to be by her side, holding Willie in his cage to help light the way. 

(Hawk was turned over to the pixies – he’ll be safer with them rather than with the goblins).

The Fairy Diary Day 296 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The decision was made to keep the main passage free. Dunfallon and his associates filled up the minor ones with their pixie traps after identifying each one and sealing off their entrances. 

They finished none too soon. For Noralei who was out in the deepest reaches of the main one, came running back with the news that she had heard the tramp of approaching feet. 

We had plenty of time to marshal our forces – pixie and goblin (and us few fairies). We emptied the armory. 

The goblins and their king took the first rank – a particularly formidable foe. 

The pixies assembled behind them. But they would not stay there come battle. Dunfallon planned to lead in and around the larger combatants in what he called “an ankle biting strategy.”

We fairies hovered overhead to better direct our forces where needed. 

Then, came the tramp of feet echoing out of the main passage and into the shaft. 

At its crescendo it fell silent. 

And we all had the horrible thought that somehow we had failed in finding all the passages into the shaft. 

The Fairy Diary Day 294 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

A hue and cry was raised by a gaggle of goblins. The four of us arrived to find about fifty goblins swarming a lone dark elf. Only when the goblin king arrived could we get them to back off their assault on their former tormentor. 

You can imagine our surprise when we recognized this particular dark elf. He was our former shipmate – Hawk. 

He saw us too and set to wailing and begging our protection. 

To assuage the feelings running high among the goblins we soon had Hawk manacled and held close under our care. 

I told the goblin king that we would need his help to discover where to counter the returning dark elf troops. 

The Fairy Diary Day 293 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

A major problem arose before we had released all of the goblins. The Dromadil pixies were pushing below the level of their great burrow and had discovered the barracks offshoot with all the goblin graffiti. And panicked. 

Fortunately the potential problem of goblin/pixie conflict had occurred to Dunfallon and he was on the way to confer with the Dromadilians when he happened upon their advance scouts – the exact moment of their discovery. 

Our pixie accompanied them back to the surface to confer with the Dromadil leaders. He was able to diffuse the explosive situation and got them to agree to set aside the question of ownership in order to face the greater danger posed by the feared return of the dark elves. 

While Noralei and Rumble kept about the business of freeing the goblins, I followed the lead of the goblin king as he went in search of their jailers. For he is certain at least four dark elves tended to them in their captivity. 

That made sense of those mysterious footfalls we had heard avoiding us.