NPC: Palombier the Unicorn's page

Palombier trots forward and regards the bleachling with wise eyes.

I think you are right, Elyin. And if Tenzekil is truly willing to redeem himself, I have a suggestion. As we speak, Devarre is hard at work restoring the magic spells that hide entrance to the Fellnight Realm. You are a druid of no small power, are you not? Since you know the dangers of the Fellnight Realm better than anyone, I would think it fitting that you devote the rest of your life to guarding and maintaining these wards. Do you agree?

Tenzekil nods, relief and remorse clear upon his face.

"As for you, brave heroes, the gratitude of mortals and fey are yours. If you have any reward you could desire from us, name it, and we will grant it if it is in our power."

"So, what is your decision, Champions? Do we depart at once or go with the army?"

"By your actions, you have attracted the attention of the queen herself. Even though she mocked you, she is obviously concerned - otherwise, she would never have lowered herself to intervene in person. I believe she fears you, especially now that you have captured the wardstones that can seal her back in her prison. Maligorn, have your study of the ancient legends uncovered any more about how the faengard might be restored?"

"I will stay here with Fira. She can not be long apart from her tree. If more of these evil creatures come, I can teleport us both to safety."

The unicorn tosses its head, raising the long horn in proud defiance.

"The good fey of the forest are marshaling to defend their home. Once the strength is gathered, I will seek you out again to bring you - and hopefully Devarre as well - to us, if you would aid us in our fight. Until then, you have my gratitude for what you did here."

The unicorn nods slowly as Fira presents the magic flower.

“I already sought the druid, as he will certainly know more of these things. Mist covers his home and he didn’t respond when I called for him. To find his retreat, look for the black rocks in the hills to the west where the creek flows past a perfectly round hill. It’s an ancient fey-mound protected by a powerful illusion. No one can see past the glamer unless Devarre wants you to find him — not even fey."

Please try to ignore the cartoony avatar - it was the only unicorn I could find.

As Meycho heals the unicorn, it opens its eyes and begins to stir.

"Fira...you live....who are these warriors...and what of your sisters?"

Waiting for some reactions before advancing further.