The Fairy Diary Day 309 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Merlin made no demands of us before he departed. Neither commanding us to stay nor to continue on. He only asked that we consider carefully our next step. 

This was what we wanted to do anyway. Though each one of us was willing to soldier on, we took his advice to heart and paused to weigh our decision. We wanted to be absolutely sure we had a call to go on. 

On the face of it we were unsure what we small folk could do against such a large force. Hitherto we had considered ourselves as just scouts for the greater forces of our allies. 

Rumble this time surprised us all with his suggestion that we set pixie traps to whittle down the numbers of the dark elves. And further he said he could come up with a fairy trick or two that could be equally effective. 

This won Dunfallon’s vote. 

Noralei was silent in thought throughout these martial pronouncements. So, I asked what troubled her. 

She replied that she felt a rising bloodlust within her that, in fact, scared her. 

Then she said something else that fell on our ears like a blow. 

We have seen the dark elf warriors, but where are their women and children?

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.

Day Nine Hundred Sixty Two #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Jezer had guessed right. Indeed, there were checkpoints where hitherto there had been none. But they were easily spotted and the terrain was such that we had no trouble screening our passage around them.

Reuben took the extra precaution of sending scouts forward to locate any lone sentinels positioned as lookouts. Thankfully there were none.

All these extra exertions were very taxing and slowed our progress as half the time we were headed away from our goal. This frustration we took in stride and made us the more thankful for Jezer’s thoughtfulness in supplying each of us with a water skin.

As we went along Elijah and I discussed with Reuben the things he should know about our mutual future.