Zorg's Lost Souls III

Greg tries to find a point where he feels they might be diverted soon, and stops the group. "I hate that this is a plausible idea but I need you to do something Rowan." Greg points the way. "The lake is most definitely that way, if Mister Mulligan plays you a ditty can you gracefully and slowly dance your way forward and we shall follow. If at any point we are not behind you anymore please shout for us so we can get your bearing." 

Barria is so confused.  Why were they even attempting to find the lake when they were supposed to find the shadow of the mountain peak, weren't they?  Or were they?  She does smile when Rowan shouts to the lake that they weren't looking for it.  He amuses her so.

When Mulligan mentions that the unicorn has no issue finding the lake, Barria gingerly pulls out the horn that Charmay had given her to see if it has anything to say... not that it would, but she looks at it anyways, admiring the beauty of it.

As G'Reg asks Rowan to dance, she encourages this as it would be amusing even if it doesn't get them anywhere.  "And Mully, will you play something beautiful that Rowan can dance slowly to?  That would be most helpful!"

Rowan obligingly complies, not bothered with looking foolish in this foolish place. He sways and twirls as gracefully as possible, and feels only a minor affinity for the direction of the lake, as Greg did before. The elf's dance moves get a bit more unusual, trying to find the sweet spot where resistance is least... and he finds that it's more often best when he is bent over forwards... the further the better! 

Barria watches on with a giggle, before pulling out the unicorn horn gifted by Charmay. Instantly there is a marked improvement in the group's efforts against the fey barrier! It still resists their forward movement, but now it's not just Greg and Rowan that can feel that resistance weakening. They must be close to countering the glamour that protects the lake from intruders...

Rowan, starting to get into the flow of what's happening, wonders if maybe acting more like an animal dancing would help. He starts moving forward with hands and feet on the ground, occasionally bucking his back legs as if he was an equine of some sort. If that helps at all, he'll ask to borrow the horn too and repeat the process.

     Mulligan plays something soft and gentle to begin, trying to satisfy Barria's request.  Eventually, however, he cannot help it - maybe it is the fey influence, maybe just the silliness for Rowan's dance - Mulligan eventually breaks out into a polka.