Gandalf, the great wizard who brought the Unexpected Party to Mr. Bilbo Baggins, helped Bilbo and Thorin and Co. out of goblin trouble,and led them to the edge of Mirkwood, had some pressing business to attend to. The terrible Necromancer was at it again. Gandalf received strange news when the dwarves, Bilbo, and he were at Beorn's dwelling. The Necromancer was stirring up trouble on the other edge of Middle Earth, called Realm of Pixies.
It was a lush, green area, peaceful, having nothing to do with the Necromancer until that day...
About a month earlier:
"Jim, it is time to set the plan in action! You remember what to do, am I correct?" the Necromancer gazed in penetrating silence at Jim, a troll.
What Jim wanted to say was, Um, no. But the words that escaped his lips were these, " Yes, I remember, Mr. Necromancer, sir."
"Good. What about you, Minkins? You remember what do, don't you?" Again the Necromancer stared in utter silence. It seemed his eyes made a reflection that bounced off the walls of his large, underground, dirt lair. The Necromancer thought it quite homely. When other people set foot in it, a chill shrieked up their spine.
Now Minkins, who was a not very bright warrior dwarf, who turned evil when the Necromancer cast a curse on him, said the answer that popped into his Mind first.
"No," Minkins mumbled like thunder's first rumble of a storm.
"Looks like somebody wasn't listening!" the Necromancer spat at Minkins, setting a light fire to his beard. When you agitate the Necromancer, that's like jumping in a lagoon of honey and rabbit meat and dancing in front of a bear.
"Let me explain this one more time. Jim, first, you charge into the town of Retna. Got it?" the Necromancer said slower than he could've. "Here's the rest of it..." Then he started to whisper so that even I couldn't hear.