“Is there no hope, wizard? Must we be destroyed like the Waldvolker?” the words ran through his head as he approached Marsh Wizard Fern’s home. Leaving his steed to make its way back to the village, Nikomedes walked to the door and knocked as hard and rapidly as he could. From inside the house came sounds of yelling, fighting, and finally, a scream: “Will you two stop trying to kill each other? Now go to your corners until I tell you to come out.” Soon after, the door swung open, and a smiling wizard greeted Nikomedes. “Hello, I’m sorry for the commotion, but my familiars were fighting to the death again,” said Fern.
After introductions, the two wizards discussed how it might be possible for them, with the help of Hedgewitch Franny, to cast a perception field that hides the village from the scouting Troth patrols. The trick was to make the Troth think they could only see the forest surrounding the town while avoiding seeing what was directly in front. A messenger bird arrived, warning that a scouting party was nearing the village, so they must hurry, or everything would be lost. Izba, the magical cat, agreed to transport Nikomedes swiftly to the council while the twins gathered the materials needed for the spell. “We shall meet at the edge of the town at the sun’s setting to attempt the spell,” said Fern.
Nikomedes waved goodbye, leaving the sisters with the Wee Beastie’s fate.








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