Love and Mead

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I was sent to scout ahead for the herd of Wyredode. We unicorns tend not to leave our enchanted glens unless absolutely necessary. But since new star fell upon the faelands, we find our range quite constrained. We were meant to run free in the forest without a care! I arrived here in the market of Feilbocan and sent my compatriots back to lead the rest of the herd to us. But they never arrived. I fear that something awful has happened to them. I doubt anything could have penetrated the magical wards we use to guard our forest, but perhaps someone waylaid them in the Encroachment that borders our forest?

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The Tuath'de! No, no, no... They must have ambushed my friends upon their return. They seek to murder us on their madstones for our blood and our horns. They will corrupt the forest and turn the Faewilds into a place of darkness instead of light. We are all in so much danger!