Chapter 1: Hollows Last Hope

[Toryn Togglebit]

Hmm, I see. Toryn frowned in disappointment, but nodded in deference to the leshy. That is sage advise, Mister Bush. The blood of the First World runs deep in my family tree, you know. Fey parties are quite the spectacle, but the clean-up can be such a chore. The last time we invited some of our pixie cousins over for tea, my bedroom ended up being filled to the brim with turnips! Toryn clicked his tongue in disapproval but then chuckled a bit. They could have used potatoes at least...