Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Zeg can't help but be caught up in all of the excitement. He raises his hands and waves to the crowd and revels in the adulation. For the first time in who knew how long he had accomplished something and hadn't come up short. Sure it was just a cupcake eating contest at a Carnival but it was something.
After reuniting with Flynn he speaks some of his thoughts.
"That felt good, and right, like I really did something. Maybe things are looking up for me. But yes, let's find the others. "
Biting the bottom of her lip, Navi lets go when she hears Faelan guess the other. She smiles and nods. Then the little fairy proceeds to dunk the oversized-for-her-brush into the paint and flutters over to try her best to fill in the blanks by spelling out the words, correctly, her tongue sticking out as she does.
"Pride?" Navi blurts the next, as if she were maybe a bit too familiar with the word for it to have come out as the first word she'd think of.
Zeg and Flynn depart the Feasting Orchard and cross the thoroughfare to the Carousel. Sure enough, they find that the ride is temporarily closed, and the 'centaur' that runs the ride watches on as Navi and Faelan move among the unicorns with paint and brushes.
Zeg/Flynn, please make an Intelligence check. You may both roll with advantage, as you benefit from the progress already made.
Faelan and Navi make a good start on their task, coming up with some words that seem like they fit the criteria. In fact, as they voice the proposed words "Fortune", "Bold" and "Pride", they feel a gently but unmistakable prod in their minds, like a telepathic pat of approval, which gives them the encouragement to paint the names in place.
FORTUNE BOLD
PRIDE - ALL
ST - N - - - SS
- TIT - - - - N -
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How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
Zeg's affinity for numbers means he quickly recognises the possibility of the final word being NINE.
But it is ultimately Flynn's familiarity with verse and turns of phrase (as well as his recent epiphany perhaps) that allow him to immediately identify all four pairs of words, as well as the common sayings from which they are drawn, an even a few well-known songs about several of them....
As for the characters, the solutions have all been found. As for the players, I suspect you know them all by now, but if you want time to solve the rest of them, then please do.
As the remainder of the words are being identified and declared, the gentle mental prod is felt by all the group. As the final words are being painted in place, each also hears an octet of heavenly voices in their minds, as tender as being caressed with a rainbow:
Thank you for restoring our names. Please accept a ride on our backs as gratitude, and we will share with you what we know of that which lies deep in your hearts...
Presumably everyone is interested in riding the unicorn carousel, so I will just continue on...
Feeling elated at having successfully restored the unicorns' names to their bridles, the four friends mount the backs of the wooden creatures. The Carousel begins to turn (also Faelan notices that this seems to occur even though Diana is not presently at the controls.) The unicorns come to life, moving beneath the riders with rippling muscles and flowing manes, even though they are clearly still made of wood, and a firm breeze blows in a circular movement around the Carousel, giving the impression of galloping swiftly through a forest or meadow, even though the motion of the Carousel and the unicorns themselves is not that swift.
As the ride begins, each rider feels the familiar prod in their mind, with new words forming in the same group-voice as before:
Flynn:
In the fey realm of Prismeer lives a hag named Endelyn Moongrave. She makes her lair in a mountaintop theater known as Motherhorn. She it is who stole that which you seek to reclaim. Know this also: she has foreseen her own death, which will occur during an eclipse.
Now, what else would you ask of me?
Zeg/Faelan:
In the fey realm of Prismeer lives a hag named Bavlorna Blightstraw. She resides in a rambling cottage on stilts in a fey swamp known as Downfall. She it is who stole that which you seek to reclaim. Know this: she is allergic to seeing someone run widdershins.
Now, what else would you ask of me?
Navi:
In the fey realm of Prismeer lives a hag named Skabatha Nightshade. She sleeps in a dollhouse inside a dead, hollowed-out tree in a sylvan forest, known as Loomlurch. She it is who stole that which you seek to reclaim. Know this: she cannot remember the first creature she sees when she wakes up.
Now, what else would you ask of me?
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How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
Eyes shut enjoying the wind Flynn says aloud. "Prismere Prismere. Didn't the tree say that's where the carnival is from. How does one get to Prismere I wonder."
Zeg enjoyed the ride on the carousel. He knew the joy of wind on his wings gliding through a forest or over a meadow. But on the back of a powerful beast, feeling its stride, was a new experience and he reveled in it.
A hag! That was new and a little scary. But Zeg felt confidence growing in him.
"How do we get there? If we stay in the Carnival when it closes will we go there since that's where the Carnival is from? Is there a portal somewhere in the Carnival?"
"I dunno... I been workin' here for a while. As a matta' fact, pretty much my whole life. I never heard of this Prismere place." Faelan replies to Zeg.
(I am taking Faelan never heard of Prismere, or knows very little.)
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Both Zeg and Flynn hear a similar response in their minds to their questions asked: The way to Prismeer is as close as your true reflection. After this cryptic revelation, the telepathic touch withdraws, and both Zeg and Flynn feel the minds of the unicorns disconnect from theirs.
Faelan hears Zeg's question spoken aloud, then realises that the owlin was speaking to the unicorns. He realises that he can also ask one more question of the unicorns, if he desires. Faelan has indeed heard of Prismeer, that it is a realm of the Feywild that the Carnival is originally from, as well as some of the other Witchlight hands. However he knows little else about it, other than it is ruled by a archfey queen named Zybilna.
Navi may also ask one further question of the unicorns
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How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
Entirely enchanted and swept up in the magical whimsy, Navi ‘wee!’s and ‘yay!’s throughout the ride with ‘her very own’ unicorn. She hugs them as she rides, petting their mane and running her fingers along their horn, assuming they wouldn’t be offended.
Navi listened closely to the voice that was not her own inside her head. She’d do her best to remember those important details, along with the other information that has been shared with her before. There was now a whole pile of information nuggets waiting for her to sift through, puzzle together and pull out at an appropriate time. The little fairy would just have to remember.
As for a question. Only one question. Navi opened and closed her mouth. Maybe she shouldn’t blurt the first obvious question that comes to her mind (‘will you be my friend!?’), and perhaps ask something that might be a little more helpful. “Is there something I should find or take with me for when I pay Skabatha a visit?” Maybe Skabatha would accept a gift for what she lost. Or maybe she’s less grumpy after being fed breakfast. Or maybe there’s a common courtesy around these parts to gift spit. Navi doesn’t know! Or maybe she shoulda asked what Skabatha’s bed time and wake up time was? Nah this is good. Of course she goes to bed at normal adult intervals.
After his unicorn reveals its information and the ride stops. Faelan asks. "Ehhh. Whatabout your story? What's the deal?"
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
The last words of the unicorn enter Faelan's mind as the Carousel slows down: Eight we are, but we are not, nor ever were, true unicorns. Naught but constructs are we, gifted with sentience that we might more fully fulfil our purpose to bring joy to the children of the Carnival. In this we have joy. No true unicorn would ever willingly be transformed into a plaything of wood to be ridden upon at another's whim. Remember this.
Navi:
The reply from the unicorns to Navi's question is this: Three rules govern Prismeer: Hospitality, Ownership, and Reciprocity. Even the Hourglass Coven must abide by these. Skabatha Nightshade will relinquish that which you seek if you reciprocate by offering something that she seeks. And the thing she seeks above all else... is the horn of a true unicorn.
The Carousel slows and comes to a stop, and the wooden unicorns return to their original state - silent and solid. A chime is heard echoing throughout the Carnival, indicating that the second hour has passed. Six hours remain.
For the revelations which the group have received, and the activities that they have completed, everyone may advance to Level 2.
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How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
O.M.Gs. The little fairy's eyes ping wide as sauces and she audibly gasps, holding the biggest breath in attempts to hold her greatest excitement yet. The most magical words to her ears, she could cry. But she had to get it together!
The carousel stops and Navi realizes her time with the magical wooden unicorns has come to an end. Eternally grateful for it's wisdom to her, and it's presence here at the carnival. She hugs 'her unicorn', adorns it's horn with woven flowers that should dry in time, and plants a kiss on it's forehead. "Thank you for bringing so much joy, my friend." She returns this same appreciation to Diana. And with those most tenderest of gestures, Navi zips off.
Fueled by her suppressed excitement, the little fairy rockets off towards her friends. Like a beam of light streaking through the air, she throws herself at Flynn. "Hey listen! Hey listen!" Navi is vibrating and flickering in glee, patting at him and throwing herself at him in her joy. "Did you hear that? Did you hear what the unicorns said in our heads? Did you hear that bell? Did you hear the same thing? Did you hear it? Did you? Did you? Did you?" She beams at everyone before she finally takes a breath. "What do we do next! Where do we go?" She buzzes in uncontrollable excitement. Unicorn Horn. Unicorn Horn. Unicorn Horn, hey hey hey hey! Is the new 'theme song' fluttering around in Navi's mind. She's still way too delighted to even realize that she really had no idea where to look for a true unicorn horn.
"From what I gather we need to find some hags in Prismere" Flynn looks at the others in turn as well.as trying to track the speeding bouncing fairy. "Anyone know how to get there? I got something about a true reflection, but have absolutely no idea what that means"
"Sounds like we all had a pretty similar experience. My unicorn told me that a hag stole from me what I lost and it doesn't like counter-clockwise. The hag is in the fey world Prismeer and that the way to Prismeer is as close as your true reflection. Which sounds to me like a mirror. Maybe a special mirror that acts as a portal? My guess is the owners of the Carnival, this Mister Witch and Mister Light know a way there since they own the carnival. We should go talk to them." Zeg says after the unicorn experience and everyone gathers together.
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After Navi says "Fortune" Faelan guesses. "BOLD?"
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Zeg can't help but be caught up in all of the excitement. He raises his hands and waves to the crowd and revels in the adulation. For the first time in who knew how long he had accomplished something and hadn't come up short. Sure it was just a cupcake eating contest at a Carnival but it was something.
After reuniting with Flynn he speaks some of his thoughts.
"That felt good, and right, like I really did something. Maybe things are looking up for me. But yes, let's find the others. "
Biting the bottom of her lip, Navi lets go when she hears Faelan guess the other. She smiles and nods. Then the little fairy proceeds to dunk the oversized-for-her-brush into the paint and flutters over to try her best to fill in the blanks by spelling out the words, correctly, her tongue sticking out as she does.
"Pride?" Navi blurts the next, as if she were maybe a bit too familiar with the word for it to have come out as the first word she'd think of.
just an unstable unicorn.
Zeg and Flynn depart the Feasting Orchard and cross the thoroughfare to the Carousel. Sure enough, they find that the ride is temporarily closed, and the 'centaur' that runs the ride watches on as Navi and Faelan move among the unicorns with paint and brushes.
Zeg/Flynn, please make an Intelligence check. You may both roll with advantage, as you benefit from the progress already made.
Faelan and Navi make a good start on their task, coming up with some words that seem like they fit the criteria. In fact, as they voice the proposed words "Fortune", "Bold" and "Pride", they feel a gently but unmistakable prod in their minds, like a telepathic pat of approval, which gives them the encouragement to paint the names in place.
FORTUNE
BOLD
PRIDE
- ALL
ST - N -
- - SS
- TIT - -
- - N -
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
Int check: 16
Either way. " I think the next.may be Fall maybe?"
Woo-hoo nat 20
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Well was til I typed woo hoo
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Int check 17
Oops, here's another for advantage 8
Zeg's affinity for numbers means he quickly recognises the possibility of the final word being NINE.
But it is ultimately Flynn's familiarity with verse and turns of phrase (as well as his recent epiphany perhaps) that allow him to immediately identify all four pairs of words, as well as the common sayings from which they are drawn, an even a few well-known songs about several of them....
As for the characters, the solutions have all been found. As for the players, I suspect you know them all by now, but if you want time to solve the rest of them, then please do.
As the remainder of the words are being identified and declared, the gentle mental prod is felt by all the group. As the final words are being painted in place, each also hears an octet of heavenly voices in their minds, as tender as being caressed with a rainbow:
Thank you for restoring our names. Please accept a ride on our backs as gratitude, and we will share with you what we know of that which lies deep in your hearts...
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
Presumably everyone is interested in riding the unicorn carousel, so I will just continue on...
Feeling elated at having successfully restored the unicorns' names to their bridles, the four friends mount the backs of the wooden creatures. The Carousel begins to turn (also Faelan notices that this seems to occur even though Diana is not presently at the controls.) The unicorns come to life, moving beneath the riders with rippling muscles and flowing manes, even though they are clearly still made of wood, and a firm breeze blows in a circular movement around the Carousel, giving the impression of galloping swiftly through a forest or meadow, even though the motion of the Carousel and the unicorns themselves is not that swift.
As the ride begins, each rider feels the familiar prod in their mind, with new words forming in the same group-voice as before:
Flynn:
In the fey realm of Prismeer lives a hag named Endelyn Moongrave. She makes her lair in a mountaintop theater known as Motherhorn. She it is who stole that which you seek to reclaim. Know this also: she has foreseen her own death, which will occur during an eclipse.
Now, what else would you ask of me?
Zeg/Faelan:
In the fey realm of Prismeer lives a hag named Bavlorna Blightstraw. She resides in a rambling cottage on stilts in a fey swamp known as Downfall. She it is who stole that which you seek to reclaim. Know this: she is allergic to seeing someone run widdershins.
Now, what else would you ask of me?
Navi:
In the fey realm of Prismeer lives a hag named Skabatha Nightshade. She sleeps in a dollhouse inside a dead, hollowed-out tree in a sylvan forest, known as Loomlurch. She it is who stole that which you seek to reclaim. Know this: she cannot remember the first creature she sees when she wakes up.
Now, what else would you ask of me?
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
Eyes shut enjoying the wind Flynn says aloud. "Prismere Prismere. Didn't the tree say that's where the carnival is from. How does one get to Prismere I wonder."
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Zeg enjoyed the ride on the carousel. He knew the joy of wind on his wings gliding through a forest or over a meadow. But on the back of a powerful beast, feeling its stride, was a new experience and he reveled in it.
A hag! That was new and a little scary. But Zeg felt confidence growing in him.
"How do we get there? If we stay in the Carnival when it closes will we go there since that's where the Carnival is from? Is there a portal somewhere in the Carnival?"
"I dunno... I been workin' here for a while. As a matta' fact, pretty much my whole life. I never heard of this Prismere place." Faelan replies to Zeg.
(I am taking Faelan never heard of Prismere, or knows very little.)
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Zeg/Flynn:
Both Zeg and Flynn hear a similar response in their minds to their questions asked: The way to Prismeer is as close as your true reflection. After this cryptic revelation, the telepathic touch withdraws, and both Zeg and Flynn feel the minds of the unicorns disconnect from theirs.
Faelan hears Zeg's question spoken aloud, then realises that the owlin was speaking to the unicorns. He realises that he can also ask one more question of the unicorns, if he desires. Faelan has indeed heard of Prismeer, that it is a realm of the Feywild that the Carnival is originally from, as well as some of the other Witchlight hands. However he knows little else about it, other than it is ruled by a archfey queen named Zybilna.
Navi may also ask one further question of the unicorns
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
Entirely enchanted and swept up in the magical whimsy, Navi ‘wee!’s and ‘yay!’s throughout the ride with ‘her very own’ unicorn. She hugs them as she rides, petting their mane and running her fingers along their horn, assuming they wouldn’t be offended.
Navi listened closely to the voice that was not her own inside her head. She’d do her best to remember those important details, along with the other information that has been shared with her before. There was now a whole pile of information nuggets waiting for her to sift through, puzzle together and pull out at an appropriate time. The little fairy would just have to remember.
As for a question. Only one question. Navi opened and closed her mouth. Maybe she shouldn’t blurt the first obvious question that comes to her mind (‘will you be my friend!?’), and perhaps ask something that might be a little more helpful. “Is there something I should find or take with me for when I pay Skabatha a visit?” Maybe Skabatha would accept a gift for what she lost. Or maybe she’s less grumpy after being fed breakfast. Or maybe there’s a common courtesy around these parts to gift spit. Navi doesn’t know! Or maybe she shoulda asked what Skabatha’s bed time and wake up time was? Nah this is good. Of course she goes to bed at normal adult intervals.
just an unstable unicorn.
After his unicorn reveals its information and the ride stops. Faelan asks. "Ehhh. Whatabout your story? What's the deal?"
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Faelan:
The last words of the unicorn enter Faelan's mind as the Carousel slows down:
Eight we are, but we are not, nor ever were, true unicorns. Naught but constructs are we, gifted with sentience that we might more fully fulfil our purpose to bring joy to the children of the Carnival. In this we have joy. No true unicorn would ever willingly be transformed into a plaything of wood to be ridden upon at another's whim. Remember this.
Navi:
The reply from the unicorns to Navi's question is this:
Three rules govern Prismeer: Hospitality, Ownership, and Reciprocity. Even the Hourglass Coven must abide by these. Skabatha Nightshade will relinquish that which you seek if you reciprocate by offering something that she seeks. And the thing she seeks above all else... is the horn of a true unicorn.
The Carousel slows and comes to a stop, and the wooden unicorns return to their original state - silent and solid. A chime is heard echoing throughout the Carnival, indicating that the second hour has passed. Six hours remain.
For the revelations which the group have received, and the activities that they have completed, everyone may advance to Level 2.
How does a red dragon blow out the candles on its birthday cake?
O.M.Gs. The little fairy's eyes ping wide as sauces and she audibly gasps, holding the biggest breath in attempts to hold her greatest excitement yet. The most magical words to her ears, she could cry. But she had to get it together!
The carousel stops and Navi realizes her time with the magical wooden unicorns has come to an end. Eternally grateful for it's wisdom to her, and it's presence here at the carnival. She hugs 'her unicorn', adorns it's horn with woven flowers that should dry in time, and plants a kiss on it's forehead. "Thank you for bringing so much joy, my friend." She returns this same appreciation to Diana. And with those most tenderest of gestures, Navi zips off.
Fueled by her suppressed excitement, the little fairy rockets off towards her friends. Like a beam of light streaking through the air, she throws herself at Flynn. "Hey listen! Hey listen!" Navi is vibrating and flickering in glee, patting at him and throwing herself at him in her joy. "Did you hear that? Did you hear what the unicorns said in our heads? Did you hear that bell? Did you hear the same thing? Did you hear it? Did you? Did you? Did you?" She beams at everyone before she finally takes a breath. "What do we do next! Where do we go?" She buzzes in uncontrollable excitement. Unicorn Horn. Unicorn Horn. Unicorn Horn, hey hey hey hey! Is the new 'theme song' fluttering around in Navi's mind. She's still way too delighted to even realize that she really had no idea where to look for a true unicorn horn.
just an unstable unicorn.
"From what I gather we need to find some hags in Prismere" Flynn looks at the others in turn as well.as trying to track the speeding bouncing fairy. "Anyone know how to get there? I got something about a true reflection, but have absolutely no idea what that means"
Laissez les bons temps rouler
"Sounds like we all had a pretty similar experience. My unicorn told me that a hag stole from me what I lost and it doesn't like counter-clockwise. The hag is in the fey world Prismeer and that the way to Prismeer is as close as your true reflection. Which sounds to me like a mirror. Maybe a special mirror that acts as a portal? My guess is the owners of the Carnival, this Mister Witch and Mister Light know a way there since they own the carnival. We should go talk to them." Zeg says after the unicorn experience and everyone gathers together.