The Fairy Diary Day 350 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

It was a day for saying goodbyes. Nililitil and Navril mustered the elves of light and after a touching ceremony in which Fliget gifted each with a cuirass of the finest dwarfish workmanship, they departed for Laguayil. 

Nililitil promised to send out orders for all in his kingdom to watch for any sign of our Will’o’the Wisp. 

The Dromadil pixies listened to a fine speech by Dunfallon in which he presented each with a sack of gold as their thanks from the dwarves. When they were dismissed they took up the rear guard to the Laguayilian troops. 

Next, Fliget saluted our pixie with a surprising gift – a harp of gold that he can carry in his pocket – it grows when played and shrinks back to pocket size afterwards. (The regent thought its music would be the perfect accompaniment to Dunfallon’s stories).

My turn for farewells came shortly after Merlin’s return. There in the city square before all its denizens, Fliget placed a new pendant around my neck. It sported a tiny crystal, so it fit quite nicely and did not clash with my other two pendants. He tells me it has the power to protect me against the ill effects that ordinarily I would suffer in the presence of iron ore. 

As proof he revealed that its chain was of that material. I felt marvelous. 

Without further adieus Merlin and I were off for his castle. Dunfallon by mutual consent is traveling on his eagle, the better to check for signs of Willie. 

And hopefully we will soon know whether or not Rumble and Noralei will be joining us.

The Fairy Diary Day 341 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The effects from yesterday’s battle and the events surrounding our victory continue to ripple as we dig deeper into its meaning. 

Just as my actions had freed the Dromadil pixies from under the grips of the bloodlust, so too have the dark elves undergone a transformation. This fact both Nililitil and Navril have remarked upon. A feeling of good cheer and fellowship has sprung up between these former enemies. 

Noralei has spent quite some time examining the chalice and its contents. And she has come to the conclusion that it is filled with a special form of the red ash. She then expressed what we all were thinking – we long for Merlin to be here with us and explain these mysteries. For though the present crisis has passed, in another respect I think it has only begun.

The Fairy Diary Day 340 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We met no resistance at this end of the city. I would of thought the area deserted except for the furtive figures of what I took to be female dark elves and their children peeping out of the windows of the buildings lining the crooked streets. 

I remember being thankful that our fears about Willie had not come to pass. No hue and cry had been raised. We went about freely. 

It was not until the city center that we encountered any opposition. There the dark elf reserves were mustered awaiting orders. 

The Dromadil pixies burst in upon them with a fury that took me aback. The destruction they meted out was like watching the goblins at war. I could not believe my eyes. 

Then, I realized that they must have been in the grips of that entity Noralei and I had struggled against on the Low-way. 

So fearful were the dark elf troops to get away that they fled to the canyonlands side of the city and opened the gates in their panic to flee the pixies. This despite their brethren’s resistance to this action. 

I called on Navril and his elves, and Noralei and Rumble to bring order and discipline to the Dromadil pixies. 

Dunfallon would have been best for the task, but with the nearness to the outside world he had summoned his eagle and together they were everywhere – in and out of the stronghold. 

I so wanted to summon Merlin. 

But then I simply did what I knew I had to do. Removed my cloak – held my pendant in front of my armor and rose above the city. 

In the blinding flash that followed all activity ceased. 

As we pieced things together later, this got Dunfallon’s attention, and his gaze fell upon a chalice atop the highest tower in the stronghold. At the same instant Noralei noticed it too. She arrived before he could and wrenched it from its place. 

The result was immediate. As with a great sigh of relief the Dromadil pixies came to their senses. 

The dark elves stacked their arms and surrendered.

The Fairy Diary Day 339 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Noralei remained with Navril and his elves, and will assault the gate of the stronghold from the Low-way. I went down the passage to the chamber of the junction nearest the stronghold to join Rumble and Dunfallon. 

Only the Dromadil pixies, all veterans of the Battle at the Bottom of the Shaft, were there when I arrived. They had set up a barracks of sorts in the chamber and in parts of the various offshoots. They told me Dunfallon and Rumble were off scouting for the hidden passage into the stronghold.  

I was growing edgy waiting for news when Noralei came up from the Low-way to check on us. That is when Rumble emerged from a passage with news that they had made their way into the stronghold. Dunfallon had ascertained that it comes out within the city walls above the gate. 

I sent Noralei back to Navril and his troops to await our actions. 

I marshaled the Dromadil pixies and together we followed Rumble down the secret dwarf access to the stronghold. 

Dunfallon met us within the city wall with the report that Nililitil had begun the assault on the other side. 

It was the opportune time for us to strike. For the gate tower was deserted. 

Working in tandem Dunfallon and Rumble loosened the mechanism operating the gate. And Noralei and Navril and his troops rushed in to join us. 

What happened next I need more time and considered thought before I write it all down. 

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 281 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We have joined with our allies on the crater rim where they have set up their camps. Nililitil invited us into his pavilion for however long we stay in the area. 

And who knows how long that may be. 

But perhaps of more concern – our enemy remains a mystery. We gathered together at the suggestion of the High Fairy in the camp of the Faerie Queen to discuss this. 

In particular, we fairies, wanted to hear how the Dromadil pixies and the Laguayilian elves defeated the dark elves so long ago. Both agree the deciding factor was the resistance of the pixies behind the scenes. And they confirm that this location, the site of their operations, was the original capital of the dark elves – but nothing remains of its former magnificence. For then, it was a city of multiple towers, seven to be precise. Even in the ruins after the defeat of the dark elves, they stood proudly. A great veil had been drawn over the area as the victors departed and those defeated were left to fester in their shame. 

A fairy captain was about to pronounce the name of this sad country when Navril leapt to his feet and silenced him. 

Then the elf of light declared that we must discover what had became of the dark elves and then we just might know our true enemy.

I stood up and agreed with Navril. 

Other than our experience with the elf sailor Hawk, no one else has encountered any dark elves in this land that no one will name. So I proposed that I take my group and descend into the shaft to investigate.

The Fairy Diary Day 246 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The six elves played our hosts at the inn, and we whiled away a very pleasant time into the wee hours. Ragonil, their leader, knows Navril quite well, so we had a point on which to pin a lot of our conversation. We learned quite a bit about our friend from Laguayil. But almost nothing about the land of the dark elves. It too bears a name no one will speak. 

More importantly we discussed at length the plans for today. They came back for us mid morning and escorted us down to the city by the bay. 

Officially on the map it is called Corbelin, but the elves of the light prefer the longer title of the Gateway to the West or Dunavonlea. 

Ragonil had in mind a friend who captains a vessel that carries on a coastal trade. He pointed to his friend’s vessel – a two masted bark. 

Regretfully I told him that though it had two masts, it was not the one from my vision – there were no pair of eyes painted on its bow. 

We spent the rest of the day looking to no avail.

The Fairy Diary Day 233 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

It is hard waiting, when every spark of your being longs to be off on your appointed path. 

Such was my unease while pacing the rampart and scanning the skies towards the dark crystalline tower (for we see now more clearly its form). 

My attention was arrested by the sight of a troll emerging from the woodlands to the east. His presence was about to be challenged by a troop led by Navril in that quarter. 

Recognizing the troll, I swooped down to interpose myself between the two. Thus I kept the Laguayilians from assaulting our great friend Geog. 

The High Fairy had informed him about our whereabouts. He has sought us out to come to the aid of his brother Grimace. His twin had disappeared with other trolls from their valley, and Geog fears that the enemy may be conjuring up another army of undead trolls. 

When we brought him into the city Rumble and Noralei were by turns elated to see him and distressed to learn of his plight. 

The complications surrounding our departure have worsened. 

What to do?

The Fairy Diary Day 229 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The High Fairy was distressed to learn about the nature of the recent attack. He doesn’t like the trend of these assaults. They are clearly growing in severity. He envisions that they may culminate in a dragon attack. 

I wrote back to remind him that we may have headed off that possibility when we handed over that dragon’s egg to Merlin. As I was writing, an additional thought occurred to me and I asked him if he had seen any sign of it in the wizard’s castle. 

Having asked the question the idea that it may have gotten away from us nagged at me the rest of the day. 

We met with Nililitil and I shared my vision. He was uncomfortable with the thought of splitting our forces. But Navril spoke up and convinced him that it should all ultimately be for the best.