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6/4/2025

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"Ahhh... that feels good," thought Fiddlefaddle as he finally was able to put his feet up.  He had returned from his west-wise mission and told the Dowager and Baron all that he had found.  "There were no reports of Dragons from either the east nor the west.  Most I talked to had heard of Dragons but had never seen one," he had reported.  "From what I discovered, we are an isolated incident and are the only ones with this Dragon problem."
After a brief chat, the Baron thanked his BAT man for the wonderful job he had done and told him to rest up as they would be needing him for more errands when the group decided to take action.  It wasn't rest that Fiddlefaddle wanted, it was just to put his sore feet up.  That was exactly what he was going to do.
Upon arriving to his room, he found a basin of hot water sitting at the foot of his favorite chair steaming and calling for him to put his feet into.  "Brothers can be annoying at times, but sometimes..." he thought as he realized that Sneefle must have known he was back and would want to soak his feet.
Fiddlefaddle had just put his feet into the hot water and was starting to relax when he realized that he had not given the Dowager the item he had picked up on this last trip.  He had been at an Outie meeting trying to gather "intel". When the meeting had ended, they announced that it was customary to give a prize to a randomly selected attendee.  Now, Fiddlefaddle did not expect to be the one selected so when his name was called, it took him a minute to realize he was the winner.  The prize was a small doll with some accessories!  "This will be perfect for the Dowager's collection," he thought as he accepted the gift.
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Goldilocks and the 3 Bears
As he was thinking about getting up and unpacking his satchel where the prize was stored, his sore feet took over... "It can wait" they told the rest of his body.  Smiling to himself, Fiddlefaddle nodded his head in agreement and decided.  "What is another hour glass turn.  It can wait... ," he thought as he wiggled his toes in the still hot water "before  I give it to her.  Aaaahhhhh!"
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Confusion in Time...

5/28/2025

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"It's nice to be home," thought Fiddlefaddle as he dug for his keys to open the doors to the mansion.  "I am ready to put my feet up and just relax for a while."  Alas, that was not to be...
Just as the Baron's BAT man was putting the key into the lock, the door swung wide open and there stood his boss, the Baron.  "Don't get too comfortable Fiddlefaddle," he said.  "Sneefle has already put a few things you will need into another travel bag and you don't have much time to catch the next Sonic Snail Express." ​
"This time you will be going west-wise to check out something that may help us in our troubles with the Dragons."  Taking Fiddlefaddle's bag and handing him the new one with his instructions, the Baron quickly turned his BAT man around and started him back down the trail to the express station.
It all happened so fast, that Fiddlefaddle was already past the Mansion gates and was walking down the trail to the station before he even realized that he was now going in the opposite direction from where he had just come from!
As he neared the station, a thought occurred to him that made him laugh.  When he had left from the east-wise location where he had just traveled to, they were eating dinner at the time he would have been eating breakfast at home. 
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Now he would be going west-wise and by the time he got to where he needed to go, they would be still having breakfast while he would have been eating dinner if he had been able to stay home...  "Time in this world is so strange," he thought. ​
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I am on...

5/14/2025

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I am on an adventure.  With everything that has been going on in the realm,  the Baron is sending me on a scouting mission.   He heard from Outies that there was a special convention of magical people meeting.  It is said that they can create mystical characters out of mysterious things called medium.  This medium can be either clay or fabric depending on the magical person's power. 
I am hoping my experience here at this Outie's gathering will give me some clues or ideas that I can take back to the Baron.  I wonder if I can convince these wizards that I too believe in magic.  With their help maybe we can Shine the Light on that which we can use to aid us in our Dragon crisis.
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Why not here???

4/2/2025

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​"I was thinking about something you said," Nutmegg told the Dowager Griselda.  "You mentioned that you did not have mis-enchantments happening when the Dragons were here before.  That made me start thinking, why?  It happens everywhere else we have been."  "That's a good point," added in Allspice.  "What is here that keeps the wishes contained?"
Everyone was busy thinking about the question when the Baron finally answered.  "Maybe because this is where the Dragon's started from?" he asked. ​
"We have discovered that a Nyte Shade, one of Queen Ffion's ancestors, gave her magic to a dragon and that is how Dragon's became magical."  Now it was Nutmegg and Allspice's turn to be surprised as this was not known to them.  "That might explain why Siate' came back and why Aralt was here," Nutmegg murmured to Allspice.  
As the questions started flying around the room, Queen Ffion raised her hand and softly said, " Let me share with you the story about the Nyte Shade and the dragon."  When she finished it was Nutmegg who asked, "Does anyone know where the small red stone in the cage is now?"  No one could answer his question for it had never been seen by anyone in the room. 
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"I am glad that you all are here," Griselda realized.  "For it must mean something.  We certainly would have never gone down this path without what Allspice and Nutmegg had told us.  Apparently there is something in this realm that affects the Dragon's magic making it more stable.  What that something may be is still an assumption.  But if the stone in the cage was not taken by the Dragon's when they left, then that could be a good reason why some of their mis-enchantments happen elsewhere as anything else.  What we have to do is figure a way to find out more about the mis-enchantment issue.  It might just be the key to both why the Dragons have returned and how to stop Aralt and Siate' from whatever their plan could be."
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It was at this time that Fiddlefaddle entered the room with another unexpected guest.  It was Lil' Boots!  "Madam, Sir, I am sorry to interrupt, but I have someone who you may need to see.  He says his name is Lil' Boots and he needs to talk to two of your other guests, Nutmegg and Allspice."  Lil' Boots rushed right over to the two SPIs and quickly told them what he had overheard at the cave between Aralt and Siate'.
When he was finished, Allspice turned to the rest of the group and started to relay  about Lil' Boots overhearing a conversation and how he rushed over to warn everyone about what Aralt was told to do.  Finding out that Aralt was planning on abducting someone and take them back to Siate' for questioning did not make the others very happy.
"Thank you for the warning Lil' Boots and welcome back from the World of Whispers," King Dulbbe told him.  "When this situation is over with the Dragons, we will do everything we can to help get you back to your home."
Lil' Boots was so surprised that as he stood there blushing all he could say was "Ahhh, shucks.  Twasn't nothing.  Glad to help."
As the Baron was giving Fiddlefaddle instructions to notify certain people in the Village of Wymsy about Aralt's mission so they could be ready for him, it was Dree, the Moon Dragon, who addressed the others.  "We now have another question to ask the Oracle," said Dree.  "We had better get started."
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Meeting and Tea...

2/26/2025

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Arnie was beginning to think that maybe she was in over her head.  "Oh, for the old days of just being a Borrower," thought Arnie.  With all of the talk about how to stop the Dragons from whatever their purpose was in returning to the Realm of Wymsy and what was Aralt's goals was making her almost wish for those days again.  "Be quiet and try not to be noticed," she  thought to herself as she stood in the tea room at the Baron's Mansion.  
​"As a Borrower, I would never had been invited into such a grand place like this," she knew.  "As a Finder, the others actually want me around."  It was a good feeling but with that feeling came a responsibility.  Now others relied on her and asked her opinions and thoughts.  "That is better and I like this feeling of being needed," she finally decided as her attention returned to what the others were talking about.
"... and then Nutmegg told us that he would try to bring his leader, named Allspice, here to meet with you," Dree finished telling the Dowager and Baron.  "That would be very good," Griselda answered.  "Hopefully King Dulbbe and Queen Ffion will arrive before they do."  Nodding his head, the Baron agreed with his mother.  "Maybe this will give us another advantage over the Dragons," he said.  "With Dree's Oracle and the help from SPICE, we might just be able to outmaneuver Siate' and her herald."   
As they waited, tea and cookies were served while the Dowager sat with Arnie telling her what she needed Arnie to find.  "I have things that have been missing for a long time, and anything you can help me find would be greatly appreciated.  Since the Goodie sisters gave you their cottage, you won't be so far away and can visit when you want," the Dowager was telling her. 
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​ The others were looking over the Oracle and discussing what questions to ask it and what more could they learn from the Moon Dragon who created it.  "I feel that we don't have much time before Siate' and Aralt do whatever they are planning," Dree told the others, "So I think we need to decide what questions to ask the Oracle otherwise we might end wasting a lot of time.  As much as I would like to know my kin's past, we need to focus on what is happening now."  The others agreed and as they continued their discussion, Fiddlefaddle entered the tea room with King Dulbbe and Queen Ffion.  Shortly they were brought up to date on what was found in the Gooblin King's treasures and the meeting with Nutmegg.  As Fiddlefaddle was refreshing the tea, the other guests arrived and were shown into the tea room.
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"Hello.  I am Nutmegg," said the Hobb-goblyn as Dree and Drat nodded their heads in greeting.  "This is my boss, Allspice." 

​It was the Dowager who started the conversation.  "Greetings Nutmegg and Allspice.  Welcome to our home.  Dree tells us that you are SPIs whose goal is to return those who suffer from a Wish Dragon's mis-enchantment." 
​"I am not sure I understand what might cause mis-enchantments as we did not have that problem when the Wish Dragon's were here before.  We just had to watch how  literal they could be was our problem with the Wish Dragons," the Dowager said.  "If someone asked for a gold mine, they might find themselves in the middle of a mountain somewhere surrounded by gold but not able to return with it.  What is a mis-enchantment?" she asked.
"That is a good question, madam.  Let me see if I can explain," answered Allspice.  "With a mis-enchantment, a wish granted by the Wish Dragon may be successful but sometimes others in the area of where the wish was granted just up and disappear.  We just recently recovered one of these victims who described the place he was transported to as the World of Whispers.  Apparently it is a white glistening world that time does not hold.  As Lil' Boots was there for a long time and never had to sleep or eat.  Those trapped there could be heard but only as a whisper on the wind.  We don't know why there are mis-enchantments, but we have found a way to bring them back.  Sometimes when they return they are changed in some way but after visiting one of our Fae healers, they usually return to how they were before."
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"And how do you bring the mis-enchanted back?" asked Drat.  Allspice and Nutmegg looked at each other and it was Allspice who decided to tell the others their secret.  "We provide the Dragons with Ambrosia.  They love the taste and when a Wish Dragon belches, we usually get someone back.  The only problem is that it takes a lot of Ambrosia to make it work and that takes time to brew."  
​After the silence that followed the explanation, it was Drat and Dree who started laughing first.  Soon the laughter was infectious and everyone was snickering.  "Imagine, a burping Dragon," laughed Drat.  "Now I know what to get you to drink the next time you start those bad knock, knock jokes," the rat said to Dree.
When the laughter was contained, Dree spoke.  "I think it is time to ask the Oracle our questions and now I think I know what to ask it," he said as he started to open the bag that held the magical trinket.
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Not telling all...

1/29/2025

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Upon arriving at the Baron's Mansion, Dree, Drat, and Arnie were quickly ushered into the sitting room to meet where the Dowager Griselda and her son were having tea.  "Fiddlefaddle, please bring some more tea and cookies for our guests.  If I am not wrong, they have a lot to tell us and I think they will need something to wet their whistle with," the Baron told his BAT man. 
"Very good sir," Fiddlefaddle answered as he left the room while the others looked around the room to figure out where to sit.  Dree went straight to the pile of pillows that the Dowager now left out for him when he visited, Drat sat in a chair closest to the doorway (as was his habit since he always was watching for escape routes), as Arnie nervously stood not knowing where she should sit as rarely was a 'Borrower' invited into such an elegant room.  The Dowager had been watching her since they had entered the room and had quickly realized the situation.  "Sit down here besides me dear," she told Arnie.  "You are welcome in our home for you are one of our friends now."  ​As Arnie warily moved to the indicated chair and began to sit, the Dowagers question really surprised her.  Enough to make her stand back up!
"How is being a 'Finder' working out for you," Griselda asked.  As Arnie had just decided to become a 'finder' when Dree and Drat asked for her help, how did the Dowager know?  Before Arnie could ask that question to Griselda, she answered.  "A flutterby that I had sent to Dree to see how things were going with the Gooblin King told me your decision.  I think it is a terrific choice.  I may even have a few things that I will need your help in 'finding' that have been mislaid here in the Mansion.  
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When word gets out, I think you will be very busy."  As Drat had been listening to the conversation (as again was his habit of eavesdropping which was one of the requirements of his job for the Troll King), he noticed a couple of small tears forming in the former Borrower's eyes before she sat down near the Dowager.  The Dowager's question did not get an answer, but Arnie did say 'thank you' very quietly. ​
"As we wait for the tea and snacks, who wants to tell us what happened with Hir'aeth?" asked the Baron as he looked over to address Drat.  "By the way Drat, King Dulbbe has already told us about your mission and is on his way here to meet with you."  Nodding his head in acknowledgement, the rat (as well as Arnie) both looked over at Dree to see if he would start.  Feeling their gaze, the dragon smiled to himself and began the tale of their adventure.  "Drat and I asked Arnie to join us as we figured having a professional 'finder' would improve our chances.  It did and without her we may never have had an audience with the Gooblin King."  As the tea and cookies arrived, Dree went on to tell of how they met with the King, was granted a favor by him for a favor to be repaid later, and the discovery of the 'scroll'. 
"Have you read the scroll?" asked the Baron when Dree was finished.  "That is the problem," the Dragon replied.  "It is not a scroll but a device that only I can hear when I ask it questions."  Now that did surprise everyone since Dree had not told his traveling companions either.  "You mean you have been talking to it since we found it," asked Drat.
"Well... Yes and no.  It talked to me when we entered the last treasure room with the Gooblin King.  It was a voice that came to me telling me what to say to Hir'aeth.  It wasn't until later that I realized that only I could hear it," answered the Wish Dragon.  "I did not want you both to think I was going loony and talking to myself until I got the chance to figure what was going on."
"And what have you figured out," asked the Dowager.  It took a minute before Dree responded since he wanted to be precise but was still slightly reluctant to tell everyone everything since he was not sure about some of it himself.  "It appears the device was made by the only other Moon Dragon to have existed.  It was told to remember everything it had seen or heard from when it was with the Moon Dragon and after they were separated.  I still don't know what happened to the other Moon Dragon and I have not had a chance to ask IT about by my kin who departed this realm," answered Dree.
As the others sat and thought about what Dree had just told them, it was Dree who decided their next move.  "It is time I ask it our questions about the Dragons and see if IT knows why the Dragons left and why have they returned," he told the others as he started to open the bag the Oracle was in.
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To Give Thanks...

11/27/2024

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Even with the concerns for the future with the Dragons returning, the fall harvest was still gathered and the traditional harvest meal was being prepared.  This is a time for the folk who live in the Realm of Wymsy to come together and share in the bounty that was available to them both from the magics of the realm and what they had spent the seasons cultivating.  
​What was special about this year's celebration was that the Baron and his mother, the dowager Griselda, were hosting the Harvest Event at the Baron's Mansion.
As the Baron was discussing the seating arrangements with Snoop since both were nobility in their own ways, the dowager was directing their servants Fiddlefaddle and Sneefle in their duties.  "Now don't forget, today you will be serving our guests more than you will be catering to my son's or my needs," she reminded them over and over again.   
Both of them just smiled as they were already well aware that they would have to keep an eye on the Baron and his mother.  Knowing that if they were happy with the event, then so would be the servants.  "Besides, after it is over I might even get a day off to put up my sore feet," thought Fiddlefaddle to himself.  ​
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Meanwhile, Granny Flare was busy in the kitchens in the back of the mansion making sure that everything would be ready for the feast.  As she checked each item as it was prepared, Gardner was bringing in the fresh vegetables and fruit that he had grown specially for just this occasion.  "Here is the last of it," he told Granny as he set the heavy crate down on the kitchen floor.  "Is there anything else you need brought in?" he asked as he stood besides a large boiling pot and enjoying the wonderous aroma that it was making.  Granny just smiled as she gave him a couple of the hot pumpkin spice cookies that had just come out of an oven and shooed him outside as she told him to come back in a couple of hours.  "By then I will know if I need anything else," she told him.
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"Being a king doesn't seem to give to many benefits," thought Dulbbe as he was busy scrubbing the dirty pots and pans. Then just as soon as he was finished with them, Granny Flare would send someone over to take them so she could start cooking something else.  That someone was usually Queen Ffion who the Troll King had a crush on... "Well, there are a few perks," he told himself as he kept scrubbing with a little smile.  
In the grand ballroom Efem, Cornelia, Parsley, and Nemmer were busy cleaning and setting up the decorations.  The dusty mytes were being extra careful (and under the watchful eye of Nemmer) to only suck in the dust as they cleaned instead of blowing any out.  "All we need is for them to make everyone forget today," Nemmer thought as he kept one eye on them while he was helping with the decorations. 
And finally, there were many more helping outside in preparing for the arrival of those who were invited.  Since everyone in the Realm was on the guest list except for the Wysps  (who would show up invited or not if whoever held the leadership stick felt like it), that meant that a lot of chairs, tables, and tenting was needing to be setup.  Dewin, the wizard, was using his magic to have the folding chairs unfold and stand up where he directed while Scarlet was watching over the Nytemares as they dragged in the tables and large tents.   
So, as all of those who live in the Realm of Wymsy prepare for this thanksgiving feast, we at MisPlace Dolls would like to thank all of you on this Thanksgiving Holiday as we come together to celebrate. 
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Happy Thanksgiving!
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He has arrived...

10/4/2023

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"He's Coming!  He's Coming!" shouted Meen, the little Pkysee, as she hopped in front of the Village's Council members who were meeting in the Village Council Chamber.  "He is coming up the road and should be arriving soon Queen Ffion," Meen said as she stuck her head back out the door to keep watching as she had been told to do.  Of course this announcement started all the members talking all at once and staring at each other.
"What are we to do now?"  replied one member followed by "What do you think he will look like?" from another council member.
In the middle of all this chaotic noise, Fiddlefaddle leaned over towards the Baron.  Being the Baron's all around handy man and procurator of travel arrangements he quietly asked, "Do you know where he will be staying since we don't have what the Outies call a hotel here in our small village?"
With that small question, the noise stopped instantly in the council chamber that one could have heard a pin drop if one was listening for that pin.  Finally, Nemmer was the one who broke the silence.   "There is a room over at the Rusty Nail Pub.  I was just there this past week with my fellow archers and I am sure I heard the owner mention he had a spare room available."  Which of course set up another flow of highly opinionated views on that suggestion.  
"Well there is the Blue Bird Breakfast & Bed place outside of the Village,"​  suggested Effem.  "It's not too far to walk and I hear the rooms are fairly clean."  Granny Flare, upon hearing the comment about how clean the place was just smirked and shook her head.
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"No, I don't think that is a good idea," replied Awena.  "I walked by there on my way to the council meeting and heard that the little old lady that owns the place just picked up a set of Peerrots (in the Outie world would be known as parrots)  that squeal 'Rise & Shine and Git Out' every morning now.  I don't think we want our guest to think we don't want him here," continued Awena.​
At that moment a golden coach pulled up in front of the Village Council's building. All the members stood in anticipation for the Herald to exit the coach.  As he did he simple stepped down, gave everyone a cold look, paid the coach driver, and then turned towards the center of the Village as if looking for something.  He then proceeded to walk off and left without a word of acknowledgement or greeting as the coach departed in the opposite direction.
So, just like the Pied Piper in tales of old, the Herald continued walking down the center of the small village neither looking left nor right with the Council members (now with a few curious villagers who were wondering where the parade was going and what was it for) all following behind him.  Little did they know that Aralt was focusing on the ley lines of the area.  He could feel them and though it had been many many years since being here, especially without the Dragons to feed them, the lines were still here, though very faint.
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It was taking all of his concentration and with the slight glow appearing in his locket, he soon could feel the pull where the ley lines crossed and where he needed to go from there.  For he now knew where he was and the location of the place he was looking for.  As he continued walking, soon it became evident to those following as to where he was going. Walking behind him Queen Ffion indignantly muttered, "Well I never!"  
​"If he thinks he is staying at my castle without an invitation or greeting, I don't think so!" Ffion growled to herself as the crowd all turned towards the Shadows' Queen castle.
They all continued walking down the road like a gaggle of geese following the Herald's lead as he walked into the courtyard of the Shadows' Queen's castle and proceeded to the back upper garden where several of those following soon realized it was the same garden where the young Wish Dragon had transformed into a Moon Dragon.  Aralt then went past the waterfalls (that covered the entrance to the secret cave that held the Dragon tablet recently taken by a Borrower) towards a wall covered with bramble vines that grow only in a darker corner of the garden.  With his arms raised and the stone in the locket glowing that he always carried with him, Aralt spoke.  " Rise to the left.  Shift to the right.  Reveal these doors to my Sight."
Magically the brambles began to pull to the left with some shifting to the right, soon a massive stone door appeared that slowly opened for him.  Apparently, by everyone's stunned reaction, Aralt realized that most of these simple people didn't know about the Dragons' Cave below.  He finally decided to address the crowd of followers and turned to face them.  "Excuse me.  This is where I'll be staying.  It has been a long day.  I will meet with you tomorrow," and with that walked through the now open doorway with them shutting behind him.  All the villagers stood there stunned with their mouths hanging open, wondering just what had happen.
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Lots to do...

6/28/2023

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Fiddlefaddle & Sneefle
The first thing the Dowager did when she and her son, the Baron, returned to the Mansion was to summons both their faithful servants Sneefle and the Baron's BAT man, Fiddlefaddle to the parlor.  "I will have several messages that will need to be sent out today," she told them.  "You will be using Parsley's Mushroom Line, the Dryad's Root Connection, Cornelia's Bee-Gs, my Flutterbys, and if you can get them to repeat the message without messing it up too much, even the Twitter Birds."
"But Dowager," answered Fiddlefaddle, "How will we summon so many?  I don't speak Bee-G and nobody but Parsley knows how the Mushroom Line communicates..."
Before he could continue Griselda cut him off.  "That is not your problem.  I will take care of that.  You will just need to give them the messages when they arrive.  Make sure that the right messenger gets the right message.  If I tell you that it has to go to a cave, make sure that the Root Connection make the delivery.  If the message is going to a mountain peak, then make sure the Twitter Birds get it.  I am sure that between the two of you, you will be able to figure out the best way to send the message.  Now I have to get busy writing messages. The Baron has his own tasks to do."  Knowing when they had been dismissed to get on with their work, both bowed and left the parlor.
"If the Dowager was writing the messages, what could be my task? thought the Baron.  Since just returning from the Council meeting, it struck the Baron that maybe someone should check on Dree.  As he brought the subject up to his mother, she realized that he was right.  No one had thought of how the one Dragon that was already in the Realm would feel if everyone else thought the Dragons' return was to be a dangerous situation.  Given the fact that Dree was a new Moon Dragon and unaware of the powers that he possessed, now would be a good time to make sure he was not upset or scared.  Upset or scared powerful Dragons could cause a few problems - especially when they are only partially trained.
As Griselda began writing messages Sneefle made the tea.  Fiddlefaddle,  after checking the windows and doors to see if any of the messengers had arrived, left to assist  the Baron like the good batman he was.  Together they took the stairs down to the tunnels under the Mansion.  The young Dragon had told him before he left the meeting that he was returning to his cave.  
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For that the Baron was grateful.  "I have walked enough today without having to go searching for Hungry, oops, Dree, somewhere in the Shadows' Realm," he thought as he reached the bottom of the stairs.  Opening the door to the secret caverns below his mansion, he could tell that they had another visitor.  "Even the dirt on the floor is clean," he chuckled to himself about the house brownie.  "Granny Flare must have been here." 
Soon the Baron was in the chamber where Dree was sitting on a stack of pillows and reading a book.  At first the site of it surprised him, but after a moment, he started to chuckle.  "Why not?" he decided to himself.  "His teachers would be proud of how well the new Moon Dragon was applying himself to learning."
It was the chuckle that alerted Dree to the Baron's presence as he looked up from the book.  "Good day Baron.  Have you read this book yet?  It's fascinating!  It's all about Dragons.  Granny Flare left it for me to read." 
Deciding that it would be a good way to start the conversation he knew he would have to have with Dree, the Baron answered.  "No, I have never seen that one before. What can you tell me about your kin?"  Soon Dree was telling the Baron about the different types of Dragons and the things they could do... "Now, this one is a water Dragon and he can swim and use water to build things with.  Won't that be neat?  If I could do that I could make blocks of water with fish in them and then stack them up along that wall," as he pointed to a wall in the cave, "and watch them swim around without getting hurt." 
"It's funny that you said that," replied the Baron.  "Dree, you were at the Council meeting today and heard what the Dowager said.  Do you understand why we are all so concerned about the Dragons returning?"
The question made the young Dragon stare at the Baron for a minute.  Then he put the book down on one of the pillows and stared at the wall he had pointed to only minutes before, not saying a word.  After a short silence, Dree finally turned to look at the Baron and answered.  "Yes, I think I do.  You are afraid that with the return of the Dragons that whatever made them go away might happen again.  But maybe this time it will happen after something bad occurs.  You are here because you don't know what I will do now that I am a Moon Dragon."
As surprised to hear that the Dragon did understand his concerns, the Baron knew now was the time to ask his other question.  "What will you do?"
Again Dree did not answer immediately and after a longer pause than before, the Baron could barely hear his response, " I will keep all of my friends safe first!  But it looks like I might need to learn more about what it means to be a Dragon as well as a Moon Dragon." Dree then turned to pick up the book.  Looking at the Baron he asked, "Do you want to study with me?"
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Off to See a Wizard...

9/21/2022

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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. ​
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"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.
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"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." 
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