All Categories

Twitchy Nose...

9/27/2022

As Arnie came further into the Goodie's cottage, (after closing the door of course, like the voice had told her to do) she couldn't believe her eyes. So many things to see especially all the books and boxes. "Wow!" Arnie whispered to herself, "Goodies must be part Borrower for all the things that are stacked around in the room." Hopefully that meant that the Goodies could truly help her with this Dragon tablet problem she thought.

Then Arnie's nose began to twitch. When her nose starts to twitch, it's a sure sign that something nearby was worth 'borrowing', but there was also a scent in the air. She had smelled it occasionally and then that was usually only when she visited the Outie's (mundane) world. "What was it doing here?" she wondered. It had a touch of the smell of the orange gourd that was sitting by the Goodie's brewing pot when the scent spun around the room again. "There must be the touch of magic here," she decided as her nose continued to wiggle.

While her thoughts were on what was brewing in the pot, a voice popped up as if the speaker was reading her mind. "That's Pumpkin Spice. Isn't it ambrosial? We are constantly brewing a pot for our guests as it is very popular. It seems to be in almost everything now... even the Outie's world has picked up on it," continued the strange voice.

"I am still getting ready," said the voice. "I wasn't expecting you for another week. By the way, I am Goodie2shue and I will be out in a moment as I decide what shoes I am wearing. I DO LOVE my shoes!"

Arnie could hear some rustling around off to the side of her and some more muttering but as it got louder she could hear, "While I am getting ready I can tell you a little about myself. I am the youngest of my sisters and of course that means I do try to look my best," Goodie2shue shouted out.

Silently stepping a little closer to where the voice seemed to be coming from (as only a Borrower can do), Arnie could now hear what Goodie2shue was muttering about, "Where are my ruby red bunny slippers?" It's impossible to find them at times," growled Goodie2shue. "You would think being red would make them easier to find, but they keep running off with those dust bunnies! I guess I could wear something else, but those are my 'favorite' pair of slippers. What should I do???"

What do you think of ruby red bunny slippers for Goodie2shue... should they be a part of her costume? Why not drop me a yes or no in the comments below. I am sure she and I would love to hear from you.

0 Comments

Off to See a Wizard...

9/21/2022

0 Comments

After a short trek through the Wandering Woods, the trio of Hewy, the Baron, and Fiddlefaddle arrive at the entrance of a small cave. Sitting outside on a rock (that actually looked more comfortable than the tree trunk they had sat on in the Troll tavern) was the wizard, Dewin, looking into his crystal ball.

"Good day Dewin," said Hewy. "How's the Dragon training going?"

"When a certain student decides not to disappear to go off and play... not too bad," answered Dewin with a disgruntled look. "We were supposed to have a belching class this morning but he skipped out somewhere. I have been looking up some more information for his studies in my crystal ball for when he returns. He will wish he had attended the class instead of going off to play by the time I get done."

It was when looking up from the crystal ball that the wizard noticed that his three visitors all looked a little more than just concerned about the absence of the Wish Dragon. "What's going on?" asked Dewin. "Is there something I should know about?"

The Baron started out and then Hewy jumped in to explained their concerns about Hungry's safety. "Yes," said Hewy, "the Troll King has been asking a lot of questions about Dragons and that he was hearing about a Dragon tablet. We're concerned about what the Troll King might do if he could capture Hungry."

"This Dragon tablet you mentioned sounds like it could be a powerful tool in the wrong hands," mused Dewin as he stood up and started pacing while he thought. "And you think that Druzzy (the Troll King) has heard about Hungry, thinking he could be the answer on how to read the tablet?" the wizard muttered as he continued pacing, thinking about what he was just told.

Shortly Dewin stopped pacing and turned to the others. "There possibly is more here going on than you think," said Dewin.

"Recently I was looking over some old scrolls, preparing for a lesson with Hungry, when I found a reference to a Dragon Transformation ritual. It was just a small note scribbled on the margin that I just took as a pondering note, but now it makes some sense."

The others did not interrupt the wizard, so he continued his ponderings. "It mentioned a disaster with the Dragons. Something about how a Wish Dragon was undergoing the transformation when a bird interrupted the ceremony. From the sounds of the note, things did not go well for the Wish Dragon. That is all I know about it as sadly what happened wasn't written." The three visitors concernedly glanced at each other and made a decision.

"We need to find Hungry now to make sure he is safe and well hidden from the Troll King until we have the tablet," said the Baron to the others. Even the wizard nodded his head in agreement since it was now not just finding a truant student, but possibly the future of the realms.

"I had promised Hungry that I would not use my crystal ball unnecessarily to spy on him but this is an emergency," said the wizard as he turned from the others to start gazing through his crystal ball to locate the missing Wish Dragon.

"In the meantime, we need to get the others to help us too to find him," Hewy told the Baron and Fiddlefaddle. While the Baron and Fiddlefaddle were nodding their heads in agreement, Hewy continued "I will find Hungry's other teachers, you two need to find the Spites or Meen, which ever one you can find first."

0 Comments

Goodie for Arnie...

9/13/2022

0 Comments

Arnie was a solitary Borrower. She normally traveled alone and had few close acquaintances and none she would label as 'friends'. Borrowers did not make friends easily since within even themselves they could not help from borrowing things and that act normally did not endear them to others. After all, the saying "Neither a Borrower Nor a Lender Be" was the only way Borrowers could live together at all.

As Arnie continued her walked to the Goodies cottage with the (mischievous) Wysp, (studious) Dulbbe, and (questionable) Drat, all the while the Wysp talking about some of the tricks it had pulled on others, Arnie wondered if this was what it was felt like to hang out with friends. As this was just too deep of a thought for her to ponder on for long, thankfully her thoughts were soon interrupted when they passed a stand of trees and saw the cottage they had been seeking.

"What did I tell you. Here it is," bragged the Wysp. "I will wait out here. The last time I visited I found out that Goodie4U doesn't have a sense of humor at all!" the Wysp complained.

Arnie just shook her head from side to side realizing that getting her here might just be the one good deed the Wysp had ever done. But Arnie still wondered what the Wysp could be up to. Plus it would be nice to know what it did to annoy the Goodie sister. "That might be a good idea," answered Arnie as she started towards the cottage door but then hesitated. "What if they tell me I should give back the tablet?" she realized. Arnie had never really owned anything that was not really someone else's.

The owner of this tablet had been gone for so long and since the tablet had been left alone in a cave, untouched for eons, it was a find she could tell herself was all hers. What bothered her the most was that this feeling of 'owning' something was a new feeling for her as Borrowers are quick to trade whatever they have "borrowed".

As she again approached the cottage door, it slowly opened and she heard a voice calling "Come in, my Dear." Hesitating again at the threshold, she finally told herself "Quit being a scaredy-mouse and see what's inside" - so she entered the cottage and quickly forgot about losing her tablet as she started wondering what she might find hidden here (as every true borrower does).

"Well, don't just stand there with the door open. Close it behind you Arnie," the voice said. Quickly scanning the room, with her eyes darting from each wonderous and intriguing delight, Arnie was fast making her lists of "What was worth borrowing, where were all of the exits, and if there was anyone there (it would not do to have a witness) were always the rules of a Borrower's first priorities. This time, the last priority of the Borrower's short list was Arnie's first thought. "Who was there in the cottage with her?"

0 Comments

The Dowager is Still Not ...

9/6/2022

0 Comments

"Really?? Awena, I know you think I am the one in the prophecy but couldn't you be wrong?" the Dowager asked as she shook her head side to side. "With all that you have told me about it, most of it still seems vague. I can understand that a Dragon is involved and since Hungry is the only Dragon here, that is probably him. But do you know any Nyte Shades as I don't? I can't even guess who that will be. So don't make me be the Fae who will decide the Wish Dragon's fate," the Dowager said as she sipped from her tea cup before setting it down.

"For all we know from what you have said, deciding his fate may be something as simple of helping with his education," the Dowager continued telling her old friend. Before Awena could speak, Griselda went on with her thoughts, "I still think that we should visit Hunter to see what he knows as he is the King of the Shadows' fae."

"I can't go to his castle yet, "interrupted Awena, "because if I do, then I won't be able to leave again. I am duty bound as a Sleeping Sister to teach Ffion about her connection to our Order if the King ever decides she is ready. After sending the books to her to start her education, if I showed up now, then I would have to stay," continued Awena.

"And more important, Griselda, I really need to focus on discovering more about this Borrower and the Dragon tablet as there is still so much we don't know," continued Awena as she pulled out her crystal ball.

Knowing that her friend was right, a thought came to the Dowager. "Maybe you can't go right now, Awena, but I can. If I show up to talk to the King it would not be out of place. Especially since I recently sent Ffion a flutterby with a message and I forgot to tell it to return to me when it delivered it. That way if the Shadows' King is not available, I can always resort to Plan B and talk to Ffion to find out what is going on." Realizing that the Dowager did have a good idea and that she did not have a better solution (again the prophecy was definitely not clear - as most are not), Awena agreed with Griselda and bade her to have a safe journey.

The trail to the King's castle was easy to follow as Griselda started on her way. She even found one of the books that was given to Meen by Awena for Ffion's education (it must have mysteriously leaped out of her bag along the way). "I must remember to have a little talk with Meen before I leave the castle," Griselda told herself as she picked up the book. "Especially about the taking care of books."

It was well before sunset when the Dowager arrived at the castle and requested her audience with the Shadows' King. "He is currently unavailable," was all that she was told and no one seemed able to tell her when he would be available. Since she had already planned if that would be the case, she changed to Plan B. "Is the Princess Ffion available?" she asked the chamberlain. "I sent her a message by one of my flutterbys and it has not returned. I wanted to confirm that she received the message."

Soon she was escorted to one of the audience chambers where the Princess was pacing back and forth. "Good afternoon Princess. How are you this evening?" Griselda asked. It took a minute for Ffion to answer as her mind had been on her father and the Dragon tablet. "Greetings Dowager Griselda, how may I help you?"

"Well, I see that you are busy with something so I won't take up much of your time. I sent a message the other day to you by flutterby and the little thing has still not returned. I hope that nothing has happened to it but also wanted to make sure you received the message," answered Griselda.

"Oh, I am sorry. Yes, it did give me the message and for some reason it has stayed here with me. I guess I should have sent it back to you but I have been enjoying the little conversations we have been having and things have been crazy for the past couple of days," answered the Princess blushing slightly.

"You mean the Borrower and Dragon tablet issue," replied Griselda nodding her head. "It has been a little hectic."

"You don't know the half of it. First I see someone in my garden coming out of a waterfall, then to find out it is a Borrower who took something from my father that he had been guarding as the King. Next I find out that I am a Nyte Shade AND as everyone disappeared to track down the Dragon tablet, I am now having to wait for a Sleeping Sister to show up to begin my education-- which will probably destroy any free-time that I had... It's just not fair!" wailed Ffion.

It took a few minutes before Griselda could even think of a response to the Princess. "You are a Nyte Shade?" was going through her mind! If so, then so is her father, the Shadows' King. With this one little revelation, things were starting to make sense now about the prophecy. The Princess Ffion and/or her father must be the prophecy's Nyte Shade, but who is the Fae? "Could it actually really be me?" wondered the Dowager.

0 Comments

The Meeting at the Goat Troll Tavern

8/30/2022

4 Comments

Finding a comfortable seat was a little harder than the Baron had thought it would be. "Troll taverns aren't like anyone else's," thought the Baron as he scans the available seating. In one corner of the room was a pile of rocks (some of them sharp, green, moldy looking and pointy) while in another corner were a pile of sticks (more of those being sharper and pointier than the rocks).

Nowhere did there appear to be a regular chair or seat to sit down on while he and Fiddlefaddle waited for Hewy and the Rock band he was jamming with to finish. After another quick glance of the room, he noticed Fiddlefaddle waving to him and pointing at a log that was up against a wall. "At least I will be able to sit down on something not pointy," decided the Baron and started towards his faithful BAT man.

Meanwhile, Fiddlefaddle was brushing the lose bark off of the log and setting a cloth over it so the Baron would have a place to sit without sticking to the sap leaking from the tree. It was then that he realized that the log (being about 3 feet around) had not been cut down but had been broken in half like it had been smashed with something heavy. "A fist maybe," thought Fiddlefaddle! If he was worried about what kind of place they were in before, he was even more so now...

"Sir, I have prepared a place for you here," he told the Baron. "What would you like to drink while we wait for Hewy?" Thinking that this was turning into a new adventure, the Baron decided to go with the flow. "Whatever their special is today would be fine."

Hoping that the Baron would have said something like, 'oh, just a glass of water would be fine' was what Fiddlefaddle had wished for, never the less he started to the counter where a large troll was standing and wiping a stone tankard with what appeared to be someone's old shirt. "My good troll, what is today's special?" he asked. After staring at the BAT man for a couple of seconds, finally the troll smiled and answered. "Aged goat's milk with a little extra special ingredient for flavor."

Now Fiddlefaddle was not going to ask about the extra because he really did not want to know what it might be, but went ahead and ordered one for the Baron. As he was taking it back to him, Fiddlefaddle noticed that the Baron was now talking to Hewy who had finished his last practice set and was now taking a break.

"I know where some of the Borrowers live but they are a secluded group and usually live away from each other instead of in a community. Borrowers like to work alone when they can. They normally don't like to be too close to neighbors because either a fight happens because they 'borrowed' something or the neighbor did," he heard Hewy tell the Baron.

"But Hewy, we must find this Borrower because it has a Dragon tablet that may change our entire realm if it gets into the wrong hands," whispered the Baron as he leaned into the troll, hoping that no else was listening in.

"Or Troll's hands you mean. This must be what the Troll King Druzzy is wanting," replied Hewy. "Lately he has been trying to get me to bring Hungry to him and he keeps asking me about any information or old songs about Dragons that I might know about. The last time he summoned me to his audience room, he said that as a musician I must know how to read music, but could I also read Dragon? It made no sense to me at the time, but now it does. He must really want that tablet."

"I don't think it would be a good thing, Sir, if he gets it," interrupted Fiddlefaddle. "Sorry sir, your drink..." holding out the tray to the Baron. As the Baron's thoughts were on the problem he and Hewy were discussing, he grabbed the handle of the drink and started to take a sip... but before he could, Hewy's hand covered the top of the tankard and pulled it from his grasp. "Is this today's special?" he asked Fiddlefaddle. "Yes, it is what the Baron requested," he replied.

"Unless you want us to carry you out of here, I would not drink that. The special ingredient is a large shot of aged Dragon's Brew and even that is strong enough to put a troll asleep under a tavern table let alone under a bridge," Hewy told the Baron. Deciding that Hewy's warning was good enough for him, the Baron decided to forget about the drink and continue the discussion. "If Druzzy is interested in Hungry, then we should warn him or maybe consider hiding him deeper in the forest."

"Let me get my gear and I can take you to where he is training with his other teachers," answered Hewy sitting the drink down on the wooden tavern floor and starting to the stage. As he was setting it down, a small drop spilled from the tankard and started smoking and bubbling where it landed, leaving a hole in the wooden floor that hadn't been there before.

"Fiddlefaddle, next time you order the special, maybe you should get some ice (lots of ice) to water it down a little bit?" the Baron told his BAT man as they followed Hewy to the tavern door and into the street. As Fiddlefaddle followed the Baron out of the door, he made some notes in a little journal that he carried for information just like this.

4 Comments

Arnie is not a Happy Camper!!!

8/22/2022

0 Comments

As Arnie, Drat, Dulbbe, and the Wysp walked down the trail to the Goodies cottage, Arnie stood a little ways away from the rest of the group. Partly so she could try to ignore the constant chattering of the Wysp, but mostly because she was not happy with the arrangements. Grumbling, she muttered under her breath, "Borrowers work alone" as she stomped ahead of the rest. "Who do they think they are to hide out in my bushes and now think they can come with me?" continued Arnie. This is not what she thought would happen when she picked up that mysterious tablet in the cave she had fallen through when out 'borrowing' (which really means appropriating stuff that doesn't belong to her but of course always leaving something else behind).

At the moment when she thought about the tablet, it suddenly disappeared from her pocket. "Oh no, where did it go?" as the panic set into Arnie's mind. She reached for her pocket to find it truly empty and quickly searched other pockets to make sure she had not accidently put it into a different one. Turning around to reach one of her back pockets that required a bit more of a stretch, she saw the tablet in Drat's hands!

"What are you doing with MY tablet?" Arnie demanded of Drat and instantly marched up to him and grabbed it back. Drat just stares at her with his beady red eyes as he couldn't believe that he had actually held the tablet in his hands for all of a few seconds. "Where did that come from?" he thought before he realized something else. "Oh Drat! To think I could have accomplished my mission for the Troll King if I had ran when I had it" he mused to himself as he watched Arnie stuff it into her pocket again and walk away.

Arnie, turning to continue on the trail to the Goodies' home, tried to ignore those following her. Quickly she realized that she was going to have to be even more on her toes that before as she understood that she wasn't the only one that was trying to figure out more about this tablet. Just dawning on her she thought, "That is probably why these two were waiting for me."

Reaching to the pocket again just to reassure herself the tablet was still there she quickly finds out that it has disappeared again! "This has got to quit!" she growls as she stomps her feet and turns around expecting Drat to be holding the tablet again. But No! Now Dulbbe seems to be staring at the tablet in his hands.

Dulbbe, as he looks up to see Arnie glaring at him, quickly put up his hands and replied " I didn't do anything! It just showed up." It was then that Arnie heard a little giggle near her ear. Of course - the WYSP!!! That mischievous little blue imp was playing with her.

Turning towards the Wysp, Arnie continues her glare... "Remember Wsyp, I have a bottle ready for you. If you continue these games, I won't hesitate to use it and that's a promise!"

Reclaiming the tablet yet AGAIN, Arnie turns around and continues stomping down the hill muttering "And this is why Borrowers work alone!" over and over again to herself.

0 Comments

Arnie Stops for a ...

8/16/2022

0 Comments

Arnie was keeping a close eye on the tricky little Wysp who was leading her to the Goodies cottage. She did not trust the Wysp but she was desperate and needed a guide - even one who never seemed to stop talking. "... and then there was the time that me and some of my friends tricked this Gooblin into..." continued the Wysp as it floated in the air in front of Arnie.

Something in what it had said, (Arnie wasn't really listening but it did remind her she needed something before seeing the Goodies) made her interrupt the Wysp. "We have to make a short stop before seeing the Goodies," Arnie told the Wysp. "My place is just ahead and I need to pick up a couple of things".

"Your time is my time," smiled the Wysp. That comment alone made Arnie a little more nervous. First with the Wysp offering to help and now being friendly. "I will also have to pick up another magical bottle just in case," thought Arnie. "That sneaky little Wysp is up to something so armed with more than just one bottle might be a good idea."

As they entered the grove of trees where Arnie lived, just before walking up to the door, Arnie stopped the Wysp and told it to stay outside while she got her things. "I haven't clean in a while and I don't want you to see how messy my place is..." the Borrower had told the little blue Wysp. In actuality, Borrowers are neat freaks and Arnie would be mortified to think that her place had been left in a mess. Stepping up to her door and standing with her back to the Wysp to block it from seeing how she opened the locks to get in, Arnie was too busy to realize that the Wysp was no longer even watching her.

It had found something else to keep it occupied. "Two other victims to trick," giggled the Wysp as it spied both 'victims' hiding in the bushes.

As Arnie opened her door she was surprised! The place was a mess! "What is going on here?" she thought. "This isn't how I left it..." After walking through the chaos, she soon realized that someone else had been in her home and must have been looking for something. "Why do I have a feeling they are looking for the tablet?" she asked herself. In all of the years she had been 'borrowing', she had never had anyone enter her home. "What is on this tablet?" she whispered to herself.

While Arnie was going from room to room to see if whomever had searched her home had found all of her secret nooks and crannies, the Wysp decided to check out the watchers. "First the rat," she thought. Flying over to where Drat was hiding she hoovered over him and started its questions...

"Whatcha doing? Why are you in the bushes? Your eyes are red, does that mean you are tired?" and many more. Drat knew that he had been spotted, so he did what he figured was the best approach and swatted at the Wysp which it easily avoided. "Go away!" he growled at the little blue fae. "Can't you see I am busy?"

In a bush several yards away, Dulbbe had been day-dreaming about the crystal ball and all that it had taught him about the Dragon language. "Who would have ever known that both numbers and music were required to read Dragon," he thought. "I must see Hewy as soon as I get the tablet back from the Borrower." As he was thinking about how Hewy might be able to help him, he finally noticed the Wysp and Drat in the bushes close to him. "Where did they come from," his eyes popped open in surprise.

"Since you are not being very nice, I will go over and talk with the other one hiding in the bushes," said the Wysp to Drat. "Maybe he will be more talkative." Flying over to the bush where Dulbbe was hiding, it started asking more questions. "What are you doing in the bushes? Wouldn't it be more polite if you came out where others could see you? Is there something special in the there? Can I see?..." It was then that the Wysp could see who was hiding. It was that stupid Troll that made her answer the Shadows' King questions! "What are you doing here!" the Wysp growled at Dulbbe but before he could answer, a thought occurred to it.

"We are going to see the Goodies, do you want to come along?" the little Wysp evilly smiled.

0 Comments

Eavesdropping...

8/9/2022

0 Comments

"Grrrrr..." growled Ffion as she paced the tiles in the castle throne room. "I have got to find out what this is all about," she muttered to herself. "Dad is still down in the library and Dulbbe still has not returned!" Just then one of the cook's helpers entered the room carrying a tray of food for the King. Realizing this was her chance, Ffion took the tray and offered to deliver the meal herself. "He is currently unavailable," she told the server. "I will take it in to him."

Shortly Ffion was in the library and at the door to room 101. "I don't know how they do it. This tray is heavy," thought the princess.

On her way to the library she had to set the tray down several times both to open closed doors and to give her arms a rest. "How heavy could a sandwich be?" she had asked herself again. She was about to set the tray down again to open the door to room 101 when she noticed that it was already slightly ajar. "I think I will peak in just to make sure I don't disturb him," she decided. Looking into the partially open doorway she could see her father was standing with his back to her and was surprised to hear him arguing with someone else. "Who could be with him?" she thought. Deciding not to interrupt them, she continued to stand in the doorway, not realizing that she still was holding the heavy tray with his lunch.

"I told you already, I must know where the tablet is and who has read it!" shouted the King. "And don't tell me my question is incomplete. That is the knowledge I seek!" As her father started pacing in front of the table he had been standing by, Ffion realized that he was yelling at a crystal ball. Normally this would not surprise the princess as crystal balls were a common thing in a magical land, but she had never seen one with a Dragon in it!

In response to the king, the crystal replied, "The Dragon tablet in question contains the History of the Nyte Shades and the Enlightenment of the Dragons. It also contains knowledge of Dragon magic and it's transformations. As all the Dragon tablets knowledge is contained in this crystal sphere, the location of the tablet is known but not who may have accessed that information," continued the crystal ball. "Now that is something," thought Ffion, but before she could say anything to let her father know she was there, the crystal continued. "The tablet is in a pocket."

"What do you mean - in a pocket? I know that a Borrower has the tablet and that it is probably carrying it!" growled the King as he slammed his hand on the table making the crystal shake. "But where is it at is what I need to know!" The only response the King received was "Your question is incomplete. What knowledge do you seek?"

Realizing that she was not going to overhear anything new about the Dragon tablet other than what she had already heard through her father's yelling, Ffion decided she had better let him know that lunch was served...

0 Comments

The Royals and their Minions...

8/2/2022

0 Comments

While Dulbbe is following up with the address tag on the key he found in the tunnel to see who this Arnie is, Drat, with his connections, has already figured out who has the Dragon book and is waiting at Arnie's home. "Oh no! There is Dulbbe. Why is he coming here?" Drat thinks to himself. "Is the Shadows' King now involved too? This tablet is moving up to how important it really is," sighs Drat.

Meanwhile, Druzzy, the Troll King, and Hir'aeth, the Gooblin King, are both in their throne rooms wondering why they have not heard back from their minions. "I must have that tablet," mutters Druzzy to himself and not for the first time grumbles about replacing Drat if he doesn't show up soon. Hir'aeth, on the other hand, is thinking of ways to embarrass Druzzy by getting the book first. "I can picture the look on that stupid Druzzy's face when I get that Dragon tablet. Wonder what would happen if I was to then give it away to that little Wish Dragon, Hungry?" chuckles the Gooblin King. "It will be bad enough for me to get it first, but even worse to give it away... old Troll face will be burning red!"

As the others are out looking for the Borrower with the Dragon tablet, still others are stuck waiting for answers and some of them were not waiting very patently with their tempers fraying just a little...

"This is driving me crazy," growls Ffion as she paces the throne room waiting for Dulbbe to return with some news. "Dad has gone and locked himself up in the library with some stupid crystal ball and I have to stay here waiting for anyone to return with news. I might just have to start training some minions myself since Dulbbe is one of Dad's."

While Ffion is wearing out the tiles from her pacing, Hunter, the Shadows' King, is in room 101 of the library seeking the crystal ball that Dulbbe had just recently discovered. Hunter is so concern about losing the Dragon tablet and that a Borrower is now involved, that he is distracted enough not to realize that the green cloth that normally covered the crystal is now laying on a nearby table. "Where is that tablet?" the King muttered to himself. Since the crystal was uncovered it responded with "Your question is incomplete. What knowledge to you seek?"...

Speaking of Dulbbe, he found his way to the address that he discovered on the back of the key tag and was now waiting at the door after knocking several times. "The Borrower must not have returned yet," he realized. Soon he decided to hide behind a bunch of bushes to wait for the Borrowers so he could catch Arnie when she returned. Little did he realize that close-by another minion had also been watching the Borrower's cottage and was now watching Dulbbe too.

"Hmmm. Now it appears another is in the game. The problem is do I tell Druzzy?" pondered Drat, the Troll King's minion. "At first I thought the King only wanted the book to brag about, but lately he has been acting stranger than usual." As Drat was used to waiting for a King, waiting for a Borrower to return home was not a problem. Taking a small sandwich out of his knapsack, he ate silently while watching both the cottage and the rock troll hiding in the bushes. "I must remember next time to pack cheese sandwiches instead of sticky jelly ones," he idly thought before taking another bite.

While Drat sat and ate, the Troll King was plotting what he would do when the Dragon tablet was finally delivered to him. "That stupid Gooblin King's eyes will bulge when he sees that I have the tablet. Finally I will have the power to destroy him!" laughed Druzzy. "The power it will give me will make me the ruler over all of these realms as I know one thing that Hir'aeth doesn't. The tablet is supposed to be the secret of Dragon magic and with that, I will be Ruler Supreme," Druzzy said as he smiled. "I am a busy troll as I have an Empire to create and pillars to topple."

0 Comments

Making Plans. . .

7/26/2022

2 Comments

As Arnie was thinking of the things she could do to the Wysp if it was tricking her again, others in the Realms were also making plans...

"Awena, now that my son is heading back to the mansion, what is it that you are not telling me?" asked the Dowager. "After I read the story of the Nyte Shades, you changed slightly. Others would not have noticed, but I have known you long enough to tell when there is something wrong. What is it old friend?"

At first Awena could not look directly at Griselda but after a moment she lifted her head up and spoke.

"There is a prophecy about the Nyte Shades and I believe you are part of it. It was written long ago and is not very clear, but from what the Sleeping Sisters have determined about it's contents there are a Dragon, a Nyte Shade, and a Fae who will hold the key to the little Wish Dragon's fate."

After a short pause, Awena continued in a low voice, "I believe that Fae could may be you as you were the one who was able to open the enchanted book when no others could."

"I feel that you are wrong, but tell me more about this prophecy," answered the Dowager. "There are so many other Fae involved in this mess with the Dragon tablet that you must be wrong." So, as Awena and Griselda discuss the prophecy, others were also busy...

"Sir, what are we doing here in this dark part of troll town?" asked Fiddlefaddle quietly as he leaned into the Baron so no one might overhear him.

"Come on Fiddlefaddle!" chided the Baron. "We have to go in to talk to Hewy. I heard he was still playing rock and roll with a band here at the Goat Troll Tavern." He might be able to tell us more about the Borrower. Also we need to hurry so we can get back to the Mansion before mom realizes that I did not go directly back after leaving her with Awena."

"Sir, are you sure this is the best option? I have checked with some of our old friends and only one of them said that the Troll King was looking for the Borrower," asked Fiddlefaddle, the Baron's faithful BAT man.

"I still think that checking with Drat (the Troll King's top minion) might be more beneficial," he continued.

"Come on you scaredy-cat! If we talk to any the Troll King's minions or the Gooblin King's, then they will know what we are doing. Now, just follow my lead," said the Baron as he walked into the Troll bar right past the sign that read "Aged Goat's Milk Today's Special - 100 Proof" as they looked for Hewy...

"Has anyone seen Hungry lately?" asked Dewin to the others who had volunteered to be one of the Wish Dragon's teachers. "He did not shown up for his Belching Lessons this morning and you all know that he needs to learn the delicateness of control."

"Do you blame him? You should be teaching him something useful, like how to fly. So what if Hungry makes huge fires because he can't control his belching? I don't know why anyone would want to control belching." The CAT thought as he rubbed his tummy thinking of a tasty meal or two.

So where was Hungry? At the moment, he was hiding behind a tree and waiting for Nemmer and Scarlet to walk past his hiding spot. He had seen the two of them walking down the trail and he was not in the mood to have to answer any more questions. Questions, questions, questions were all that he had heard in the past several days. Every one of his teachers always asking him questions and expecting him to have the right answers (at least according to them). It was a bright sunny day and he wanted play for a while. The problem was, who to play with that would not tell him that he needed to go back to school... "I bet Meen could teach me Leap Frogg'n instead. Now that is my type of lesson!" Hungry finally decided.

2 Comments

<<Previous

Greetings

Archives

Categories