A new spirit has entered into the Shire lands. A Cleric called Harpie joined the ranks and smote the Watery spirit which guarded the node before the Satyr could charm it. Failed attewmpts at charming the watery beast yesterday led to a little impatience on the part of Harpie.
And "Why," he asked, "have you instructed the the Wizard's to research Bird's View when much better spells exist?"
"Because we have such short legs, that we need to see over the trees when we run from our enemies", we replied!
"Summon Eagle would have served that purpose better," Harpie snorted.
The Satyr laughed as he thought it funny that one other could snort as well as he.
"Because," said Lorri carefully, "We never expected the Wizards to ask for soo much money for such a useless spell."
Harpie looked at Lorri strangely, "And what about ghostly over there, the one who disappears in the trees? What's his story?"
"He says a Great Spirit, Arctic Wolf, sent him to be of aid in the time of crisis."
"Crisis? What Crisis?" Harpie said as he inexplicably attacked the Highmen settlement instead of paying their reasonable fee for enty into our ranks.
"What did you do that for?" asked Lorri.
"That small one over there looked at me funny." Harpie said with a cackle in his voice, "He won't be looking at me funny no more... Nobody looks at me funny!"
"By the way Lorri check your spellbook! Don't you get it? In this world between the worlds.... Halflings are supposed to be evil!!"
[This message has been edited by Arctic Wolf (edited 01-15-2004 @ 07:53 PM).]