A Day in the Life of Pixietrampler
Papa Pixie awoke, and felt a sense of relief. He hurriedly put on his customary red hat and pants and looked out his window. He saw the other pixies of his village were busy engaging in their affairs. The world had not ended like the wizard Homnibus had predicted.
"Good Pixie to you Papa.", said Clumsy Pixie as he flew past Papa's window. The lovable clutz almost hit a wall in his haste.
Papa Pixie waved back, a sense of relief settled in.
Pixiette was washing her blond hair. Hefty pixie was doing exercises. Brainy and Handy pixie were busy discussing some new construction project. Watching his village at peace was the happiest thing in the world for him.
Suddenly the sky darkened...and Papa felt a deep sense of dread.
A blue grey shadow descended from the heavens and crushed Jokey Pixies mushroom house. A titanic beast swung around and mule kicked a flying Grouchy pixie with its deadly hooves.
Cries of panic filled the village. Hefty pixie and Poet pixie attempted to go invisible and engage the beast with their pixied poisoned swords . The beast saw through their illusion and stomped Poet, while biting and tearing Hefty's arm off with his terrible jaws.
Pixiette screamed at the carnage. Handy pixie polymorphed into an ogre to battle the beast. The creature seemed to enjoy the challenge, as it charged Handy ogre. It knocked the transformed Pixie down and mecrilessly trampled him.
Papa was scared but did not panic. He had prepared for such an occasion. Homnibus warned him of impending doom. Papa didn't fully believe him but he prepared for it anyways . Even though he wasn't sure what form the doom would take, he attempted to make all the necessary precautions.
"Stop Pixieing around and Pixie to me! ", cried the red suited Papa. Papa's strong voice settled the panic pixies. They flew towards him as the magical portal he prepared opened. The blue grey beast paused from the now broen body of a transformed Handy pixie and spun around to see his prey escaping.
"Its pixied us! Hurry Hurry, this is no time to Pixie!", yelled Papa.
The monster snorted and charged his red clad foe, but the portal closed and the last pixies disappeared within it.
The beast whinnied and neighed. It trampled the remaining mushroom houses in anger and frustration.
The young half elf relaxed by the babbling brook. She had bathed earlier in the refreshing stream , and was now dressed and braiding her dark long hair.
A small mechanical halfling made a weird coughing noise before entering her clearing.
"Hello Trip.", said the half elf pleasantly an odd divergence from her normally sarcastic tone.
Trip replied with dread in his voice, "Its horrible, I've found a village of fey recently destroyed...bodies where everywhere...there were hoof prints..."
"Look! Pixietrampler is back...", interrupted Surry the half elf.
The blue grey horse angrily stomped into the clearing. Its piercing gaze seeking new prey.
Surry walked up towards the beast and brushed its mighty mane." Look at you, aren't you a good horse...yes you are...yes you are... Look, what I got you ! An apple", said the half elf in an almost muscial voice.
The beast stopped and stared at the red apple. Flashes of recognition and vengeance filled its dark thoughts. It snapped and tore the apple from the maidens hands. The fruit flew in the air, but the horse spun and back kicked it towards a tree. The apple splattered on impact, but the monster was upon the remains before they fell to the ground. He took turns mashing and tearing at the pulpy remains with its hooves and teeth.
"Wow...Pixietrampler really likes apples! ", chirped Trip.