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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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Let me introduce...

6/5/2024

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​​Answering the summon sent out by Flutterbyes and  messengers, the crowd began assembling outside the portal. “I am glad to see all of you here,” the Dowager told the crowd.  "This is the portal that Nemmer watched Aralt disappear into not long ago.  I don’t know how long we have, but we will set a guard here to summon everyone if they don’t appear soon. ​In the meantime, Fiddlefaddle and Sneefles are setting up for tea and crackers for everyone while we wait. But if it starts to get dark, other accommodations will have to be obtained.”
​As everyone was listening to Griselda (aka the Dowager), it was Snoop who was writing down everything and recording those he saw at this eventful gathering.  “Darn quill.  Good thing I brought along some charcoal.  Don’t want to miss a thing.  This will be the biggest scoop in the history of the Bellwether,” he told himself.  Taking out the charcoal and a piece of parchment, he began to write down those he recognized for sure.  There was the Tree mother, Efem, with her sister Cornelia and Cornelia’s husband Nemmer.  Standing near them was Parsley, the herbalist, and her son, Sprout.  "Of course," Snoop thought to himself as he observed Granny Flare handing out dragon berry cookies with the three Goodie sisters serving tea.  "Glad one can always rely on the Sisters and Granny for making sure we all stay alert and remain calm by feeding us," Snoop thankfully sighed rubbing his tummy.
​The Baron was seen helping his mother, the Dowager, while Awena of the Sleeping Sisters and the new King of the Trolls, Dulbbe, were quietly whispering to each other.  Meanwhile, as the Shadows’ Queen Ffion was seen nodding her head in acknowledgement to the Gooblin King, Hir’aeth, as she entered,  Hewy, the troll, was keeping an eye on the Borrower, Arnie.  Even the minions were present Snoop noticed.  “I saw Scarlet taking care of one of the Nytemares just before I entered. That must have been how Queen Ffion arrived and I see her chief minion Meen is by her side too.  Even Drat is here,” he realized.  As most everyone was still listening to Griselda speak, Snoop noticed one individual that seemed to be only interested in the portal.  Standing near it, Dree was looking at the portal entrance as if something dreadful was going to be stepping out of it.  Deciding this would be the perfect time to get to talk to the Dragon (personal interviews always were well received by the Bellwether readers), Snoop stealthily moved over to stand next to the distracted Dragon.
​“Afternoon Dree.  Wondering what is going to come through are you?” the newspaper editor asked.  For a moment Snoop thought either the Dragon didn’t hear his question or maybe he wasn’t going to answer but then Dree spoke.  “Augustus, I know most call you Snoop but I was told that I should be respectful of my elders. So is it disrespective if I call you Snoop?" 
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​Before Snoop could reply Dree continued, "That is one of my problems as is how does one respect their elders if they have not earned the respect?  If the Dragons come through this portal, I am wondering how I will react.  I have never met another Dragon.  You are all my friends.  Even though the Dragons may be part of my heritage, they are still strangers to me.  You are my family now…”
Snoop was surprised on how much Dree had matured since he had first found out that Granny Flare was caring for a Dragon baby.  Now that baby was making the decision of who was is his relatives or his friends.  “Dree, you may never have to make that choice.  As you said, you have not met any other Dragons before.  Give it a chance.  You might be surprised and find out that they are more like you than you may think.  The Dowager is from the Dragon Clan of old and she doesn’t act anything like Aralt does.  Dragons are probably as different from each other as people are.”
Dree turned his head to look at Snoop and finally smiled.  “You are right.  Everything should have it’s chance.  Thanks Snoop… oops… Augustus,” blushed the Dragon.  Snoop smiled at Dree and then started to laugh.  Soon both of them were laughing and it did not take long for everyone else to notice.  As Dree was wiping away a tear, it was then he realized that everyone had quit talking and they were all watching him and Snoop.  In less than a couple of minutes the Dragon blushed again.  “Sorry everyone.  I was getting some good advice on what to do if Dragons come through the portal.”
Griselda smiled at the two and then asked, “Should we all know what the advice is?”  Again, Dree paused before answering.  “Yes.  I was told that everyone should be given a chance to be trusted.  I will stay here until the Dragons come through the portal to ask my questions and see how we are treated because I believe in my friends already, now I will learn if I can I trust my relatives?”
That made some of the more nervous in the group a little more confident having a Dragon on their side.  Soon everyone was sitting around the Dragon and watching the portal.​
While they sat and watched, Dree decided to ease the tension a little more.  “Hey everyone.  Have you heard the joke about…?”  Now it was Drat’s turn to blush as it was one of the jokes he had taught the Dragon.  While the jokes continued, the portal slowly started to shimmer and glow… and magically before the group appeared the Dragon Herald, Aralt and the largest female Dragon anyone had ever seen. “Everyone, I am pleased to introduce to you the most worthy Sí atá i gceannas, Leader of the Wish Dragon Clan as she returns to her home.”
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Cosmic Powers...

4/10/2024

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Snoop had a nose for news.  In the many years he had been the editor (and owner) of the Bellwether, he had honed his ability to shift through normal stories and find the extra-ordinary to give his readers the best newspaper in the Realm.  So, it was when Sprigg'n (a Spite) tells you that something unusual is going on, its time to check it out!  "Anyone who is entirely created by a magical event and thinks something is strange - it definitely is something to check out," thought Snoop as he was walking through the hills towards a cave.
This was not just any cave, Snoop was off to visit.  It was the home of Dewin the Wizard.  Since the "news" Sprigg'n shared with Snoop was astronomical, it seem a good idea to check another source.  "I hope this isn't a wild duck chase," pondered the newsman.  "I have a paper to get out, but if it is something, I will be delighted with this big scoop!"  Deciding that the hike to the cave would still be worth the story, he continued on until he was almost to the entrance.
Snoop didn't even have to knock since Dewin was already outside setting up some strange contraption on some sticks.  From a distance it looked like three sticks tied together at one end creating a tripod and he had some long tube attached to the top.  "I wonder what he is doing," mumbled Snoop to himself.  It was while Snoop was approaching the wizard that without looking up from what he was doing that Dewin called out to him.
"Hello, Augustus.  I take it that the Spite... oops, I mean Sprigg'n... told you about what was coming?"
Surprised, Snoop stopped near the contraption while noticing that Dewin was now busy turning dials and looking through a small hole in the side of the tube that was indeed mounted to three sticks.  "Not really," answered Snoop.  "All Sprigg'n told me was that some strange and powerful magic was coming and that you were trying to capture it since it will only be here once every 1000 years."
"Well, Sprigg'n is partially right.  A solar eclipse happens much more frequently than that, but it won't be for another 1000 years before we are in the path of a total eclipse, especially during a new moon" answered the wizard.  Seeing Snoop's look of confusion, he continued explaining.  "A total solar eclipse is when the sun is fully blocked by the moon and the land will turn dark for about 10 minutes.  The animals that normally come out only in the dark will be confused and those expecting sunlight will wonder what is happening.  I have seen it long ago from where I came from and there the eclipse even drove normal people crazy with fear."
"Now this is a story indeed," realized Snoop.  "Tell me more and what is that thing you have there?" he asked Dewin.
"This is called a teliskop," answered Dewin.  "It was invented by an astronomer many years ago in another realm to look at the moon and stars.  I am adjusting it so when I look at the moon as it starts to block the sun, I don't loose my eyesight.  You know how staring at the sun is not a good idea? Well, when using a teliskop it is even worse if you don't take the proper precautions."  
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"But why would you want to?" asked Snoop.  "I will be able to see the sun go out.  Couldn't I look at it then?"  Dewin thought about this question and told Snoop that even when the sun is totally blocked out, it is always good to use eye protection.  Especially because Dewin wanted to watch the entire process from start to finish.  "It is something that rarely happens and I want to see it all so that I can study it.  It is something rare and the magical energy that will be produced will be very powerful.  I am hoping to capture some of that magic and bottle it!"
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As the wizard went back to fiddling with his 'teliskop', two things popped into Snoop's mind.  First, this was going to be an interesting story for his readers as it appeared no one else knew about the coming eclipse, and secondly, wizards were strange indeed.  It wasn't until after the eclipse happened that the newspaper editor found out how true his predictions turned out.
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What is his power???

1/17/2024

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​As Aralt was listening to the complaining Wysps, the Village council members were trying to find out what power Aralt held over the Dragons.  Were Awena's concerns that this was the beginning of the prophecy of when the Dragons return would create many changes truly happening?  Most of council were not concerned about normal changes, but when Dragons were involved, changes seemed to be on a larger and more unmanageable scale.  
The council meeting broke up as soon as everyone learned that Aralt had managed to leave Meen behind.  With him disappearing the Dowager immediately sent Meen to warn Drat that the Herald may be heading towards the caves where Drat and Dree were supposed to be hiding out.  
Awena also wasted no time and went directly to her library to find the Dragon's Return prophecy to see if there might be a clue to reveal what Aralt's power over the Dragons might be.  As she sorted through the many prophecy scrolls, more than once she thought that they should have some sort of index to be able to find the one she was looking for faster.  "Once this is over, I will have to meet with the staff to figure something out," she told herself as she put another scroll aside in her search for the right one.
Queen Ffion had the same idea.  With as many rooms as she had in her castle library, she might have something to help them.  Possibly even the green orb might know.  King Dulbbe was more than happy to assist her as it again gave him an excuse to spend more time with Ffion.  "If only she could see how much I adore her," he thought as they started looking through each room in the library.  They had not yet made it to the room where the green Dragon orb normally was stored as it sat glowing brightly as if waiting for their arrival.
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Normally Efem would almost dread having to enter the Sacred Grove to talk to the ancient trees but not this trip.  Since learning they could speed talk, she hoped they would respond quickly to her requests for knowledge that only they knew from the roots of the Realm's past.  "I hope that the Ol' Yew is not asleep," she thought as she approached the mighty tree.  As she stood next to it and looked upon it's shiny green foliage, Efem was awed by a random thought of how much it must have seen during its life cycle.  "I remember my mother bringing me here to see the Yew when I was a young sapling and the Yew was ancient even then."  As she silently waited for the tree to notice her so she could ask her questions about Aralt the Herald, Efem was contently lost in her own memories of the past.
"One of the stories of the ages and I don't know where to start," thought Snoop as he sat at his desk in the Bellwether and tried to put quill to parchment.  "I promised the Dowager that I would not print anything that would give Aralt a clue as to Dree, but I have to print something!"  ​
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After a few more attempts to scratch out a story and discarding them, an idea hit him.  Almost physically!  Snoop kept copies of other newspapers he collected to compare writing styles and to maybe get ideas from how other papers laid out theirs.  He even saved copies from what the 'Outies' published whenever Passporte' would bring one to him from his travels. 
​It was his pile of the Herald newspapers that came crashing down from a shelf and just missing hitting him on the head that made him think... "Herald!  That's it!  I need to write about what we know about Aralt the Dragon Herald.  That way I won't give away what we know about Dree.  Plus I can get the word out that he has returned.  This will be a terrific article!"  Right away Snoop was lost in his writing and not even wondering any longer if Aralt might have found the caves where Dree was hiding.
As everyone else was busy with trying to find out about Aralt's past, there was one that was looking towards the future.  Nemmer left the meeting knowing what he had to do.  Nemmer decided it would also be a good thing to know just where Aralt was and possibly keep him from finding Dree if he could.  "I might not have been able to be the first to find Hungry (oops Dree), when he was lost before. But I can definitely be the first to find some wandering troublesome Herald in the woods," the Archer knew as he put on his mask and started following Aralt's tracks on the trail. 
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Delay and Distract...

10/18/2023

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When the villagers realized that the parade was over and Aralt wasn't going to make another appearance, the crowd began to drift back to what they had been doing before the Herald had arrived.  "Guess it's time to get back to work," smiled Snoop, the editor and owner of the local newspaper the Bellwether, as he pulled out his quill and started writing down the events of the day for the evening edition of the paper.  
Not everyone else was smiling though.  Especially not the town council members who had glanced at each other when Aralt had disappeared behind his doors and now started back to the council chambers.  They definitely needed to talk.
Shortly all of them were sitting around the conference table thinking about what to say at the meeting.  Each of the councilors had their chief minion there in case an errand or message needed to be delivered awaiting in the chairs spaced against the wall of the chamber. Even if they were longingly gazing at the buffet table that Granny Flare and Cornelia had setup for everyone to snack on,  they understood the importance of the events of day.
Finally it was the Dowager who started the conversation.  "Well, that went well."
Those four words were all it took to get everyone talking at the same time.  "Who would have thought he would be so short and I don't just mean in stature," snapped one member.  "How can he think I will let him stay on the grounds of my castle," growled Queen Ffion.  "What are we going to do now?" both Awena and Dulbbe silently thought to themselves as they listened to the others talk.
Finally, when the room became quiet again, it was the Baron who spoke.  "Well, yes, I was expecting Aralt to be a little friendlier," shaking his head as he couldn't understand this as he was friendly with everyone he met.  "But the question is what will we do now?  It appears by his actions that he might not be as open to us as we had hoped," continued the Baron.
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Each of the council members sat quietly, thinking about the Baron's question.  Indeed, what do we do now?  It was a quandary.  "There is one thing we probably should do," grumbled Nemmer as he watched the others staring at each other around the table.  "Maybe we need to hide Dree until we know more about this Herald business."
It took a minute, as the others were heavy in thought about the situation, before they realized what Nemmer had just muttered.  "Nemmer is right," smiled the Dowager.  "Dree should be hidden until we know enough about Aralt before they meet.  We don't want the two of them to get off on the wrong foot.  But I also don't think they should meet until we find out what the Herald's plans are first."
After a short discussion, the rest of the council agreed with the Dowager, but who to send?  For they needed to distract Dree and to keep him away until the council had their chance to find out Aralt's plan and that wouldn't be easy. 
"I could send Meen," volunteered Queen Ffion as Meen jumped from her chair when she heard her name.
"No disrespect to you or your minion, Queen Ffion," answered Awena, " But we need someone who might be able to distract Dree as to the arrival of the Herald but not spill the beans about him.  Meen would get so caught up playing and probably tell Dree everything since she is a twiddletop when it comes to keeping secrets."  The conversation continued for some time, going back and forth on who would be best to inform the Dragon, but it wasn't until Dulbbe, the Troll King, made his offer before they selected the messenger.
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"Tell me again why you think I should be the one to distract the Dragon?  Am I supposed to let him eat me? For that won't take long and then you will be right back to the same problem," Drat said.
"Quit being so dramatic.  You have meet him before and he knows you work for me... and bes​ides, of all of the others here that can be sent on this errand - we both know you are the best choice," answered the Troll King as he looked directly into his minions eyes.
Realizing that his boss was both correct and actually giving him a compliment, Drat blushed slightly and bowed his head.  "As you command Sire," he replied as he departed on his errand.
"Well, it got me out of what looked like a long and boring meeting," thought Drat as he darted down the street to the caves under the Baron's mansion all the time working up a plan to keep the Dragon busy without letting him know he was being hidden away again for now.  "I wonder if I can get him into a game of Tic Tac Toe?  That could take a while if he doesn't know that secret.  But I will definitely need to let him know that it doesn't require body parts or eating."
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It is Hot out there...

7/26/2023

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The Realm of Wymsy is in the middle of a heat wave.  With the Dragons returning, things have been heating up.  Everyone knew that with their return everything was going to be one really hot sticky mess and the Villagers are trying to get through it the best way that they can.  Which made me, Augustus (AKA Snoop, the editor of the local newspaper, the Bellwether) realize that there was a story here.
As I went out of my office to see how the villagers were dealing with this unusual heat wave, I spied Gardner, the garden Brownie.  He of course was sitting in the shade of a tree taking a nap in his wheelbarrow.  What was his secret?  He popped open one eye when I noticed that he seemed to be very comfortable.  "It's getting the dirt wet first in the barrow before laying on it," Gardner replied to my question.  "I get dirty in my job either way, but this way I stay cool," he continued with a wink.
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Knowing that this method would definitely not work with Granny Flare who is always clean and tidy, I decided to see how she was handling the weather.  Dropping over to her cottage she invited me in.  "Whoooo!  This is like a blast furnace in here!" I shockingly shouted to Granny.  She had every oven in her small home on and was cooking up a storm.  "Why in this heat Granny Flare?" I asked and she just looked at me funny.  "I really hadn't noticed," she replied.  "I am busy preparing cookies for the local bake sale to raise money for a local charity."
​I am not called Snoop for nothing as I realized this could be another story for the newspaper.  Granny then started to tell me about a frog family that has lost it's lily pad.  She was trying to help them move into a tree stump by the river by raising funds to make sure their new home would be safe and secure.  "Especially by flooding," she told me as I was leaving.  But I couldn't leave until I knew her secret in staying cool in this heat as she certainly looked tidy.  She too winked at me and said "My secret?  I spray it on first thing in the morning and it keeps me cool and comfortable."  Not wanting to get more details in her grooming technique, I left it at that for if I stayed another five minutes by her ovens I might be the next heat victim
Thinking of what Granny had told me about this poor frog family, I decided to check out the river.  Would anyone be down at the local swimming hole trying to keep cool?  When I got there, it was empty.  Not a person in site, but when I put my foot into the water I understood why.  Even that was hot!  Out of the corner of my eye I did see Meen, the Pyksee, bouncing from toadstool to toadstool in a nearby meadow but she disappeared before I could talk to her about how she was staying cool.
By this time I decided to head back to the village when I was surprised to see Hir'aeth, the Gooblin King, out of his cave.  He had apparently been visiting someone at the village from the direction he was coming.  At first I was going to ask him how he was keeping cool, especially since Gooblin's are sensitive to the sun then I discovered his secret myself.  He had his mechanical bird, Rave, flying over him with a bucket of water with small holes in the bottom.  He was getting a small gentle rain falling on him to stay cool just like a summer shower.  
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"We should all have something like that!" I realized.  "Instead of sitting in a tub of water, we could have cold water poured into a bucket with a bunch of holes in the bottom and have it drip down.   I'll call it a 'shower'.  This is brilliant!" ​
Snoop then rushed off to Ironmonger's Hammer and Spike shop to pick up his bucket list of supplies to build his own 'shower' to keep cool.
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Bringing to a Close...

6/7/2023

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As the Dowager finished telling everyone her reason for summoning the council meeting, the room was silent.  It was Snoop who was the first to speak, but this time making sure he did not interrupt Griselda again.

"I had hoped for a 'newsy' scoop for the Bellwether but I wasn't looking for a disaster!" he moaned.  "From your story, how are we going to survive this?  Who or what is a Great Fae?  Will Aralt the Herald be enough?"
Seeing the look of concern in everyone's eyes, even Dree's, the Dowager realized that she was the one who was going to have to inspire confidence to them all.  "I bring this up so we can prepare and be ready for their arrival.  It appears from what Goodie4U has seen that the Dragons are widely dispersed.  That means we will probably start seeing them either return alone or in small groups.  That will give us time." ​
"I will put out the call to the Wish Dragon clan. I still know a few others who are around that will come to help," she told them waving her tattooed arm around with the clan  symbol.  Waiting to make sure that everyone was still listening, she continued.  "Augustus, I need you to write the best stories you have ever put into the Bellwether.  Start out slow.  Give the readers time to adjust to having this new change of seeing a Dragon with the hint that many more may be seen soon...  You know the old saying, where there is one - others are soon to follow."  
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​"Let everyone in the Realms know that Dree is a peaceful Dragon and that the council welcomes their return when it should happen."  Seeing Snoop nod his head and start writing on the paper he held, Griselda knew that he would do as she asked since he now understood the danger they were all in.
"For the rest of you, I will be returning to the Mansion with my son.  We have a lot of messages to start sending out to see who will respond.  I will also call an All Clans meeting to see who will attend."  For a second, the Dowager stopped talking.  A very concerning thought came to her but she did not want to have the others notice so she quickly continued.  "Each of you must return to your homes and start preparing both yourselves and your people as to the Dragons' return.  What we did worked last time after the Great Age of Befuddlement, so it will work again.  Before you go, I will talk to each of you as to what I suggest you do.  But I also suggest you start thinking of what you might also be able to do in addition to that."
While the Dowager was meeting with everyone before they left, Awena and Dree were standing in a corner of the council chambers talking in a low whisper.  "Dree, I think it is time for you to return to the caves under the Mansion," Awena told the Moon Dragon.  "That way you will be closer to Griselda when she needs you as I am sure she will in the coming times."
"I hadn't thought about that," answered Dree.  "I would like that.  I will let the others know also so if they need me they will all know where to find me."
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"I think that would be a good idea.  Why don't you go tell them now while they are all still here?" Awena answered as Dree started to walk away.  As the Moon Dragon passed her, he did not notice the look in her eyes as she watched him go.  "Your life is again about to change as another prophecy unfolds young Dragon," the Sleeping Sister whispered, "and I hope you have both the courage and the strength as I have started to become quite fond of you."   Taking a deep breathe and closing her eyes to center herself, Awena thought to herself.  "It might also be a good time to see what my cards and Crystal ball have to say about this Great Fae."
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Dragonflyyies and Danger...

5/31/2023

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It was Dulbbe who finally had to ask.  Being new to the royalty business, this excitement about a dragonfly was beyond him.  Sure, he had chased his share of them (and not to tell the others - he had even swatted a few of the more annoying ones), but why was a dragonfly important enough to call a council meeting.  He thought it had to be important as he never even read about it in the many scrolls he had researched.
"Dowager, I don't mean to be rude, but I don't know why a dragonfly is so important," he said when it was quiet again.  The Baron realized that he should say something as his mother seemed to sometimes think that everyone else should just 'understand' what was going on.
"Mother, I think that some of the youngsters in the room might not have heard about Dragonflyyies since many of them were not around Dragons very much (if at all) before they left.  Maybe you should tell them about the coming of the Village on the Wall and how it happened because of a Dragon," he told her.
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"Maybe later, what's important is that they understand the importance of receiving a Dragonflyye," answered Griselda.  "What all of you must understand is that when the Dragons were here and plentiful, there were several of the Great Fae who helped the clans keep the peace between Dragons, Fae, and the Outies after the Great Age of Befuddlement.  Most of these Fae are now gone (who knows where... but we hope they are having a good time), but a few are still here in the Realms in case the peace is disturbed again."
As Griselda paused, it was Awena who now spoke.  "According to the ancient scrolls, the Great Fae used Dragonflyyies to send important messages to the Dragon clans.  These special Dragonflyyies were one of the few creatures that could speak both to Fae and Dragons.  Only the 'Outies' could not understand the messages they would deliver."
Nodding her head, the Dowager continued when Awena paused.  "That is correct.  As a member of the Wish Dragon clan I would routinely see the Dragonflyyies delivering messages to the clan elders.  I was so shocked to have one appear at the Mansion before leaving to this meeting that I almost forgot about the meeting."
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"I was one of the those Dragons?  Right Awena? But now I am a Moon Dragon," asked Dree the newly transformed Dragon.  "Dowager, did they have a clan for Moon Dragons too?"  Before the Dowager could answer, Dree asked another question.  "Can I still be with the Wish Dragon clan too?"
​Unable to hold his patience any longer, Snoop, who could feel a terrific story coming but he still did not have enough to print in the Bellwether,  jumped up from his chair.
Snoop pointedly asked,  "What did the Dragonflyye say and who sent it!"  When he realized what he had just done, blushing from embarrassment, he quickly apologized to the council and sat down but not without having his pencil out and paper ready to write it all down.
"Before the interruption," Griselda glared at Snoop, who continued to shrink further into his chair, "I was about to say that the message was very short.  All it said was 'They are returning' and it was signed Aralt the Herald."
"Dowager, who is returning and who is Aralt?" Queen Ffion asked as she was just as confused as the others in the council chamber.
"That my dear, is a long tale that I need to tell all of you so everyone understands the dangers that are coming to the Realms.  It all began when Goodie4U appeared before me while I was enjoying my favorite tea..."
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VMP Arrivals...

5/16/2023

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As Snoop quietly snuck across the street and into the alley beside the council chamber, he could now see clearer through the window. There she was, Granny Flare, and she was doing the cleaning. 
At first he thought she was sweeping with her broom, but realized that she was actually holding a Dusty Myte and pointing it towards the floor as it was sucking in the dust. ​
It was that new style of cleaning she had shown to some of the other house Brownies at her last convention that he had written about.  She called it 'vak-u-ming' (whatever that was).  "It will never replace the broom," Snoop thought as he continued watching her clean.  "There must be a meeting going to happen today," he realized when he also saw the brewing tea pot and cookies.  "There sure are a lot of cookies and cups, so it must be for a full council meeting.  Maybe even some VMPs (Very Magical Persons) " Snoop muttered to himself.
Since he knew all of the best hiding places to observe the towns people, he soon was sitting comfortably in an old chair outside of the Hicaberry Tea Shop.  Here he could sit at one of the best places for a cup of  tea and could watch the council chamber too as he hid in the shadows of the eaves.  Snoop had long ago set aside a small expense budget for just this purpose because the Tea Shop made him buy something when he just sat on their porch and watched things happening.  
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​"At least the tea is better than what I brew at the Bellwether," Snoop thought while he slowly sipped a little.  "I might have to make this cup last a long time since it doesn't appear that anyone has arrived yet but Granny Flare."
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It was then that he noticed the troll.  It was Dulbbe, the new King of the Trolls, and standing besides him was Drat.  "Where did they come from," he wondered.  "They had not been there a minute ago."  Listening closely as he leaned over slightly (another reason he had picked this spot), he could just barely hear Dulbbe talking to Drat.
"You were right," Dulbbe said to Drat.  "It was uncomfortable besides being dirty too.  I don't want to have to use that route again unless we absolutely have too.  I mean, I can usually see well in the dark, but not in that pitch black hole you took me through.  I don't know how you did it because I could not see my hand in front of my face!  And don't tell me what was making that sound when were were walking around down there... I don't even what to know who or what it was," Dulbbe finished with a shudder as he brushed his clothes with his hands.
"Sorry Sire, but you did say you wanted to get here fast," Drat answered (but not before Snoop noticed that the rat had answered with a small smile on his lips).  Still smiling, Drat stepped aside and motioned for his King to enter the council chamber first as he followed.
"Interesting," thought Snoop.  "I wonder who else will appear."  Just as he said that, the coach with Queen Ffion pulled up being pulled by no less than four Nytemares.  "She must have been in a hurry," he decided.  "This must be important!"  
As Snoop continued to sip on his tea, he was able to observe several more arrivals for the meeting.  There was Hewy, Hir'aeth the Gooblin King, the Goodie sisters, Awena from the Sleeping Sisters, the Baron and his mother the Dowager, and even Dewin the Wizard.  All VMPs indeed!  It was the last guest that appeared the made Snoop realize that he had to get into the meeting somehow.  It was that young Wish Dragon who had transformed into a Moon Dragon, Drai'ochtluan.  "I am glad that he likes to go by 'Dree' for short," Snoop sighed to himself.  "I would have to look up the spelling every time I want to write it down."
As Snoop was trying to figure out some means of getting into the council chamber, he did not notice that a Pyksee had been sneaking up behind him until she pulled on his sleeve, making him jump several inches into the air.  It was Meen, the new Queen's minion.  "Don't do that," he told her.  "You made me jump."
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Not realizing that Snoop meant it as a bad thing because she liked to jump everywhere, she shrugged his comment off and pulled on his sleeve again.  When she thought she had his full attention, she delivered the message she was sent out with.  "The Council asks if you would join them in the council chamber.  They said they did not want to start without you."
Snoop was flabbergasted... how did they know that is exactly where he wanted to be?
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I Need A Scoop!!!

4/26/2023

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Augustus, the Earl of Grey also known as 'Snoop', sits at his desk with the small sign that says 'Editor in Chief' tacked to the front of it, shaking his head side-to-side and wringing his hands thinking to himself. 
"I am loosing my touch! Some of the biggest stories in the past several years let alone decades and I wasn't there!  ​I didn't even know about them until afterwards," he grumbles.  "And that came from one of the minions who was there when I wasn't!"​
The minion mentioned was Meen, the Pyksee, who worked for Hunter, the Shadows' King.  Hunter disappeared and was believed to be gone forever during the Dragon transformation and has left his daughter, Princess (oops - now Queen) Ffion ruling the Shadows' Kingdom.  "Another 'scoop' missed," moaned Snoop to himself.  Meen happened to be stopping by the Village on the Wall (where the Bellwether newspaper was located and Snoop's office), when Snoop casually asked 'What's news?' (a newspaperman's joke - think about it...) only to be told about all of the things he was unaware of...
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"How could this have happened?" Snoop thought as Meen went on and on about the events of the past couple of weeks that were unknown to this roving editor/reporter. ​
Somewhere towards the end of the telling, Meen remembered what she was supposed to be doing and bounded off leaving Snoop just standing on the street corner in shock.  "I must get this confirmed!" thought Snoop as he ran into the Bellwether office and hollered "Stop the Presses!"
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It did not take long for the news to start traveling throughout the Realms and most of it before the Bellwether could print it.  This was when Snoop truly started wondering if he had lost his ability to be on the edge of the news.  "I have never missed a big story like this before," he reasoned to himself.  "I was the one who let everyone know that a Dragon had returned.  I was the one who always knew when a traveler came back or was going through the Realms."  
"It was me who first reported the possibility of a Borrower finding a Dragon Tablet.  I even was the first to report when the Elifant escaped!"
Thinking about his successes helped Snoop realize that once in a while things were missed, but he could not go on this way much longer.  It was then that he saw someone was sweeping out the Council Chamber across the street from his newspaper office.  "Something special must be going to happen," he realized.  "There isn't a council meeting scheduled again until next month."  
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As he started for the door to check it out more, Snoop's unbridled curiosity took over - little did he realize that this time his story may be more than he was looking for... ​
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