It has been a long tiring day of travel. We had a pixie escort for the first half of the day. They left us when the forest gave way to a broad spreading plain and turned aside to help their brethren who inhabit and farm the area.
Our goal lies straight across the plain to the rolling hills that ring a lone mountain peak. There another pixie band awaits our arrival. They had sent word to their woodland cousins of strange sightings thereabouts.
Rumbletwist proves to be a marvelous companion. So full of stories that make our burdens light. And very knowledgeable – there is very little we have come across that he does not know the name for or how to use it or avoid it, if necessary.
But most surprising of all he has deferred to my judgement for all decisions – making me in effect – leader.