Outrage of the Fey

wandering merrily through Tel Ruid the pixie Whisper stops at the little Mall behind the Silver Arrow to do some window shopping, maybe get some of the latest fashions from Joylah. In the corner of the shop she greets the merchant Lorenzo with a kiss and asks to see his wares. Lorenzo smiles and shows her what he's been given to sell. At first glance everything seems okay, some interesting things here and there, but then Whisper spies some kind of cooked meat in the center. Strange yet familiar, not chicken or harpy.... no, it couldn't... not in the city of Elves....

Pixie Legs!?! For sale in the Glade? To be eaten??? How could they?? Why...? What could they be....? Shocked and confused, Whisper wanders out of the shop, where, a minute later, she is met by a young Elven lady who asks her what's wrong. Her voice normally quiet and hesitant, now choked with tears, Whisper shows her the vendor and the damnable wares. Kindly the girl purches the body parts from Lorenzo, swearing to bury them in the forest. But Whisper barely hears her as her grief at this atrocity begins to turn to rage. Who is your Master she demands of Lorenzo, but the merchant remains silent. What kind of an elf would do such a thing? Pixies are creatures of good, creatures of the fey, defenders of the Land! For a Human to cut up a pixie's body and sell the meat is an abomination! Unforgivable! For an Elf to do so???

Rage mounts in the pixie's heart. She will find this one who would do such a thing to her kind. She will make him hurt. For her desecrated sister she will kill him.

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> wandering merrily through Tel Ruid the pixie Whisper stops at the little Mall behind the Silver Arrow to do some window shopping, maybe get some of the latest fashions from Joylah. In the corner of the shop she greets the merchant Lorenzo with a kiss and asks to see his wares. Lorenzo smiles and shows her what he's been given to sell. At first glance everything seems okay, some interesting things here and there, but then Whisper spies some kind of cooked meat in the center. Strange yet familiar, not chicken or harpy.... no, it couldn't... not in the city of Elves.... > Pixie Legs!?! For sale in the Glade? To be eaten??? How could they?? Why...? What could they be....? Shocked and confused, Whisper wanders out of the shop, where, a minute later, she is met by a young Elven lady who asks her what's wrong. Her voice normally quiet and hesitant, now choked with tears, Whisper shows her the vendor and the damnable wares. Kindly the girl purches the body parts from Lorenzo, swearing to bury them in the forest. But Whisper barely hears her as her grief at this atrocity begins to turn to rage. Who is your Master she demands of Lorenzo, but the merchant remains silent. What kind of an elf would do such a thing? Pixies are creatures of good, creatures of the fey, defenders of the Land! For a Human to cut up a pixie's body and sell the meat is an abomination! Unforgivable! For an Elf to do so??? > Rage mounts in the pixie's heart. She will find this one who would do such a thing to her kind. She will make him hurt. For her desecrated sister she will kill him.
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