The Fairy Diary Day 684 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We took turns on watch throughout the night. And today, I found myself constantly scanning the sky about us – looking for more black birds, or for the hornet swarms that oft times were associated with them in the past. I must say that with the blackness filling the sky more and more to our front, it would be very difficult to distinguish them.

Thankfully the black plants have not spread beyond the pixie territory. The last ones we saw took up an entire meadow at the end of the forest. Dunfallon had coaxed Cluyjil to torch them all to ash. He now cannot wait to deliver our prisoners to their waiting cells under the mountain, and return to his beloved land of the pixies with the dragon and eradicate the rest.

As we came out of the rolling hills, a light shone out of the darkness ahead. Rumble directed Cluyjil and the wagon towards that beacon. And I ordered our fairy escort to form up and follow behind us.

There at the base of the mountain, Herblas was waiting for us beside a signal fire. He had no explanation for what was going on, and was hoping we might know something. We filled him in on our suspicions, then pushed forward in the dark, following behind his dwarves, illuminating the way with firebrands.

All was quiet within the cages. A peek inside was met with glum and long faces. Then I realized that the queen no longer stuck her tongue out at me. And probably could not. 

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The Fairy Diary Day 268 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Dunfallon is bubbling over with excitement. His eagle responded to his summons and he was able to fly above this land of the dark elves. He flew to the east and there discovered a horde of marching plants. But with the exception of one they are in full retreat back to where they came from. 

While the one still coming for us is the largest by far, the pixie thinks it could never overtake us. 

Noralei will keep an eye on its progress in any event. 

The terrain we are passing through is very rugged and the few villages we have encountered, like the fishing village, are all abandoned. 

The High Fairy replied to us. All their forces have advanced beyond the barrier but are meeting opposition daily – undead trolls and wolves, bats and black birds and hornets, and most deadly of all the infernal walking plants. His excellency ended his message with the strongest warning – to avoid at all costs the largest of the walking menaces for even their touch is lethal. 

The Fairy Diary Day 210 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We had just arrived at a cliff side that marks the end of the plain we have been traversing, when I read a message from the High Fairy. He inquired about our well being, especially in light of recent events. The Faerie Kingdom also had fallen victim to the same phenomenon – extreme winds followed by a bug incursion. 

But more concerning were some reports that those black birds of a few days past had transformed into the swarms of hornets. 

However, perhaps most concerning of all, he has not heard from Merlin and whether or not he had been visited similarly. 

Noralei in particular is somewhat distraught by this news. 

The rest of us gathered around her in support and our pixie chimed in with the declaration that if anything the wizard was most likely busy investigating this latest attack.

The Fairy Diary Day 209 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

For the present the decision as to route was taken out of our hands. A mighty rushing noise came with the rising sun. As we tumbled about under the force of the following wind, there was absolutely nothing we could do to resist it. 

When we came to rest, it seemed that we were at the center of a swirling mass of very angry hornets. 

Our quick thinking Noralei within a couple wing beats had us surrounded in her protective barrier that proved as effective against the hornets as it is against iron weapons. 

Only when the menace had passed on did we realize that we were well on way to the coast. 

And my pendant then indicated that it was best to continue on that heading. 

So we obediently took up that march. Still we were left wondering what had happened.