Gossip is flying around...
"Can't we take a break Sprigg'n?" asked Hungry. "I am getting hungry and every time my stomach rumbles..." just then his stomach gave out another loud growl. The CAT started laughing as Sprigg'n just shook her head from side-to-side. "You had better let him eat otherwise you never know what kind of bush you will end up with," snickered The CAT.
"Okay, Okay. Let's take a break," Sprigg'n told them. As they ate, Hungry asked about his other friends and had anything new happened in the Realm. As a student the little Dragon had very little time to visit with anyone who was not one of his teachers and most of them focused more on the lesson than on play or gossip. That is, except for Sprigg'n.
When Sprigg'n said the word 'Dragons', Hungry stopped eating and with longing in his eyes for more juicy news to feed on, asked the Spite. "Who are the 'borrowers' and what's so special about a tablet?" Before Sprigg'n could answer, The CAT jumped into telling Hungry about the 'borrowers'.
"We call them the 'borrowers' as few know their real name. They are called 'borrowers' because that is what they do. If they see something that interests them, they 'borrow' it. They don't consider it stealing because either they leave something else behind or more likely they lose interest in the thing and usually return what they "borrowed" to where it was 'found'." Before Sprigg'n could add what she knew, The CAT continued, "and this 'found' tablet was supposed to have been written by a Dragon! It seems it was written before they all left and hidden away never to be seen again until you arrived."
Spies and Minions...
Passporte' had been a little hesitant to enter the small cottage as the entire meeting was held in total darkness. He never learned what was told to Drat as he did not speak of it even after they left (which only added more mystery to the whole event).
Dragon script is ancient with only a rare few outside the circle of Dragons that can read their written language. The thing was that Drat had heard the Gooblin King was one of those individuals. Drat knew that Atian, the Village on the Wall historian, was also one of those but he had left and nobody knew when he would return leaving just the Gooblin King... or so he thought.
As he was racking his tiny brain, Drat knew that when he informed Druzzy he would be ordered to find out what was on the tablet... but who to go to? Then it hit Drat. One other may know how to read the tablet or possibly might know of someone else with the knowledge. The Dowager! She had been a Wish Dragon Clan Guardian and knew many of their secrets. "How do I get her to tell me," he pondered. "I may have to resort to that method I seldom use."
Late last night Rave, his mechanical bird, had reported a story that was still traveling through the King's twisted mind. He had found a group of "borrowers" who had discovered a tablet dating back to way before the last of the Dragons had left the realms! Few tablets of this type had ever been found in the Realms but even fewer still were those who could decipher what was written on one. "It's a good thing I am one of those few that can read these things. I wonder what it says," he pondered. "It is probably a recipe on how to cook trolls." That thought made him smile again. Here it was, not even breakfast time, and he had smiled three times. "I better get hold of myself. They will think I am getting soft!"
"Report," he told his chamberlain. Instantly the chamberlain begin the routine briefing of all of the doings of the Kingdom in exactly the order the King wanted. As he droned on and on, as the King wanted no details left out, a small chirping began in King's ear. It was loud enough for the Hir'aeth to hear it, but low enough that no one else in the room even noticed. Rave, his mechanical bird, had silently flown into the room and had landed on the King's shoulder. It was letting him know that there was something important to report.
There is a rumor...
So what was the rumor and why the concern about the Wish Dragons? When the Dragons left the Realms, they took with them some of the power of "belief". When one quits believing in magic it diminishes - which then affect his power. This isn't to be tolerated!
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