[Black Goat Park]

And so, Erasmus has an idea.

The little fungal bulb is picked without any difficulty, and as soon as he does so the rest of them begin to blossom, their crimson, coral-like 'petals' slowly unfurling. They fill the air with the heady scent of incense, causing the nearby sprites to begin gagging and coughing. And then with a cry of rage, the tiny fae will move to attack the mushrooms!

Wuh oh!

Unless steopped they're going to rip those poor, innocent mushrooms apart!

And Erasmus' clue will be gone!

He should probably do something about that.

The pixies and grigs are no more than six inches tall, the former looking like tiny humanoids with insect wings and the latter a tauric cricket. The former are armed with bows and arrows and the latter draws a tiny fiddle from nowhere and brandishes it like a club!