Dunfallon called a halt to our advance early in the morning. He had checked Willie’s cage and discovered him laid out on its floor.
To my mind he looked like a fish out of water. All wrinkled up and gasping. Rumble took it upon himself to fetch some water by flying all the way back to the stream we had crossed yesterday.
In the meantime I discussed the problem with Noralei. She talked about making alterations to the cage – if only she had a forge and the right materials. I wasn’t convinced that we were missing anything in that regard. I was sure something else was going on.
That’s when I thought to bring out the scroll. I hadn’t since leaving Nonin-gal-dith. And there was a message from the High Fairy with a prescription for the care of Will’o’the Wisps. We dispatched Dunfallon to look for some swamp grass. The pixie was more than happy to summon his eagle for the task.
Before the end of the day we had Willie looking more alive, if not chipper.