The ongoing thefts at the hands of the fey have driven us to distraction, and we are working on a corrective. The goblin Ce Me No is currently cooking up some sugared sweets, as the creatures are known to be receptive to “gifts.” Tōgg is working on a letter to accompany the “candy.” Morrigan would seem the obvious choice for penning a winning letter. However, it appears that her anger about her necklace continues to cloud her judgement. Certainly something that will need an eye kept on it in the future. If a great soul is mercurial enough to be moved to pettiness and spite by so small an irritant, it constitutes a glaring weakness and possible point of manipulation. Toughening up may be called for.
Continued southeast today and came upon a pack of wild horses in the grasslands (A21), about sixty head all together. Tōgg named them König horses based on their striped brown coats. They skittered away as we approached. Interestingly, they seemed less discomfited by Ce Me No than the rest of us. We have left out the sweets and the letter for the fey after making camp.