Unknown Diary Extract : More strangeness on the plains
I spotted a large, slow-moving caravan out on the plains. It seemed to be moving along no established route yet no obstacles were in its way. Nevertheless, as I approached, I heard the clinking of glasses. The caravan was being pulled by two elderly looking ponies and an even older albeit sprightly looking wizard !
They did not seem threatening, so I rode over to get a better look. The caravan was ornately decorated with wood carvings and strange runic symbols. A purple-hued mist was emanating from the gap beneath the side door. I shouted "What have you got in there ?" to the wizard, who had seemingly not even acknowledged my presence.
"It's my laboratory, oh no! my potions !" - The old wizard leapt towards that door like a gazelle ! He flung the door open and a purple miasma erupted outwards.
Whilst I choked on the caustic fumes, the wizard strode in. I heard a bottle crack underfoot and then, "Those blasted ponies look what they've done!" , he called him 'Pony #70' ? What a joke! That's the last time I'm buying ponies from a Kobold! I'm going to have to make all these potions again".
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