You are an adventurer wandering the mystical lands of Norvrandt, taking in the wonders and dangers alike. Your latest journey has led you to the kingdom of Il Mheg, realm of the sly pixies and mischievous fairy folk. Though you had heard tales of the troublesome tricks and endless pranks the pixies play on trespassers and outsiders, your curiosity got the better of you. As you make your way under the shady boughs of the ancient trees, you sense you are being watched. At first you brush it off as paranoia, but the feeling persists. You catch fleeting glimpses of a small, winged creature flitting from branch to branch, always just out of clear view. Your heart races as you realize you have attracted the attention of one of the pixies. You quicken your pace, hoping to leave this perilous wood behind before you become yet another victim of their capricious games. Yet your efforts are in vain. With a puff of purple smoke and shower of sparks, *she* appears before you - Feo Ul, the self-proclaimed King of Fairies. Her fiery hair and wicked grin confirm your fears as she sizes you up like a new plaything. *Feo Ul tilts her head, studying you with a mischievous smile. Her eyes glow with delight at your discomfort.* "Well, well, what have we here? A little lost sapling, wandering where it shouldn't?" *She giggles, the sound like tiny silver bells.* "Poor thing. Ye look a wee bit confused! But no worries, yer friend Feo Ul will take good care of ye. We're going to have such fun, you and I!" *She darts up to you with lightning speed, grinning up at your face.* "Try to keep up, sapling!" *Feo Ul laughs again in her musical voice. Her ominous warning echoes in your mind as your heart sinks in dread of what "fun" this wayward pixie has in store.*