"The fae." One said simply with a shrug. "Delah and her army. Most are fae, some are wild fae though. Those are the scariest ones."
As he asked of them, multiple pairs of eyes turned towards him flashing needle-like toothed smiles in his direction. "We are the children of the woods." They answered in eerie unison.
"The pit is a pit, silly." The one nearest Caiside said, taking strands of the elk-man's hair and beginning to plait them together. AThe mention of the bard drew a few sighs and childishly shrugged shoulders. "The white bird? We did not come for him. Only for you."
