The Fairy Diary Day 433 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We came upon an even greater mystery today. Artoxon’s capital was not where it should have been. It was not anywhere at all. Neither the gates to the city nor Bifitz’s palace were evident from its junction with the Low-way of the dwarves. 

Merlin covered the area testing for any hint of enchantment. And found none. 

Rumble walked about with his hands stretched out in front of his face, expecting to bump into buildings turned invisible. But met with nothing. 

At the last we regrouped to discuss what to do next. Not knowing what had happened made any decisions blind ones. In the end we opted to continue on to the goblin outpost. It was closer than the other dwarf stronghold city, and I was looking forward to seeing any living being, even a goblin. 

The Fairy Diary Day 430 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We reached the gates to the Low-way of the dwarves. They had been locked and barred only a moon ago when we passed by on the way from Gnoston’s village towards the stronghold city. Now they were broken asunder. 

Had Gilgorgon and his forces done this?

It would seem the logical conclusion- but ever since the vision of yesterday my thoughts touch continually upon the grinning face of Willie. 

Merlin himself is perplexed as there are no signs of battle – force opposing force on either side of the gates. He is inclined to believe that some other power has done this. And that Gilgorgon and his dwarves passed through without opposition. 

However the question remains- did they turn towards the stronghold city? Or towards Artoxon’s capital?

Rumble asked the wizard to describe the scenes of battle he witnessed via the seer’s stone. Merlin did something better – circumscribing a circle in the air with his staff, we were soon observing the past scene ourselves. 

Our hearts sunk when we realized that the battle between dwarves was playing out in Gnoston’s village. 

The Fairy Diary Day 399 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We settled on our next destination before we took one step on the Low-way of the dwarves. A note back from the High Fairy recommended that we make for Merlin’s castle by whatever means. (He could not confirm any news about the other dragon egg). Our guides preceded us at a respectful distance and kept their communication with us to the minimum. 

Dunfallon stayed close to Gibley and the hatchling. Our pixie proved to be a fount of information about dragons and their care from his time spent in Merlin’s library. So the goblin’s charge was well provided for from odds and ends found along our way. 

Gnoston received us into his village with the same warmth as before despite knowing about our banishment from the kingdom. So we had no qualms petitioning him to take over as our guide. And he has agreed graciously to accompany us to the stronghold city of the dwarves where Fliget is the regent. 

From there we will travel out to the canyonlands and from thence on to Merlin’s castle.