Twenty:
Thirty miles wasn’t usually hard to transverse as a vampyr—or whatever I now was. The dense blue plant life of Fairey was obstructive to fast travel. Even though we wished for stealth, we dared not to tempt fate and travel in the darkness. We lit fairy fires as we moved. A more subdued green light this time. However, we still seemed to keep running across ravenous wildlife.
No fewer than three fae bears and two cat-like creatures that would have sent a lion running for its litter box attacked us. This was lucky, by Fairey standards. We’d not encountered any wyverns or drakes. This stretch of forest was extremely dense and hard to transverse for the winged reptilian menaces.
Purple light filtered through the forest as day broke on Fairey. The ultra-violet effect of the Fairey st
