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The unicorn furrowed his brow in a deep think. »Onions « -They have layers, like an ogre.

The unicorn pouted, pretending to think very hard. »Bread, « bread has layers, it also looks like rings when cut, it makes the guess seem realistic, no? Or maybe the unicorn was just hungry for manfood.

The answer would be a tree, most surely. Though it almost seemed unfair to learn the boy's name, something so powerful when all he had to lose here were some mushroom spores. Perhaps he'll have to spice up his own end of the bargain the next turn. »Geode? « he pretended to ponder for a moment.

The unicorn found it interesting that URchin would truly offer his name when his breeches would be a fair and just equivalent to the spores. Yet a deal is a » deal.« »Then tell me, what is the next riddle for me? «

His little furred ears twitched and his attentive eyes gazed through the grove. His poise, like a greyhound's, was still and delicate. He could not see far from the dying green of the still live Mulberry trees, yet his sense reached as far as his aura could be sensed. He would have rather tried...

»Mushroom spores, « the unicorn nodded his head in reply to the inquiry. » But it seems like the mushrooms will be mine this time. « » I suppose you could trade anything else on your kind.... maybe your name or your breeches. « Urchin

Occasionally some of the farmer's children uttered spotting a unicorn within the Mullberry grove. But the elders had little patience for such matters when their lifeblood was dying from a mysterious disease. Even less so when this 'unicorn' turned out to be a rugged, stray, white goat. But the...

The unicorn snorted and nodded his head in approval of further gaming. » I shall offer you some seeds in turn. « The unicorn began to ponder as he thought. As Urchin began to explain, his mind wandered to many things. little rodents perhaps? Your backside? Or perhaps most likely one's shadow...

The unicorn observed Urchin as he pondered before a smile formed on the fey beasts' long face as an answer came from the youth. »It is correct, the coin belongs to you now, « the unicorn finished with a subtle chuckle. Standing up, he slid the coin towards the edge of the boulder where it fell...

»I'll accept the mushrooms, « nodded the unicorn. »Your mushrooms for my coin. « For a good minute, the unicorn would think before turning his head back to Urchin. He might have had another riddle in mind before realizing he had trouble wording it precisely, but a different one at the back of...

»I mentioned not fire as it does not make trees grow taller like the sun,« briefly corrected the unicorn, nodding his head before lowering his hand to Urchin's palm and coiling the lock of hair around his horn tip like a thread. Taglocks were powerful magical links, and people should take care...

»Incorrect, it is stone, « the unicorn proclaimed before leaning his head down to explain the reason why. »Water and sun slowly wear down the stone to dust, and water, as in rivers which deposit the dust into sedimentary stone.« »It seems your lock of hair is now mine. «

The unicorn gave a slightly victorious smile, »Two guesses are false, you have one more left. Alas while the wool was an interesting answer, it is but an incorrect one.« »Before you mistake yourself a third time, I grant you a hint, « he proudly proclaimed. »While water does make me smaller, it...

» It is your's now, « the unicorn calmly explained before warning him. » Let it not fall to evil hands.« » As I see that you are smart, this riddle should be not much trouble... I stake an enchanted coin if you win.« » Sun and water make trees grow taller, but me, they make me smaller. Who am I?«

Of course, as agreed, the unicorn let him come near with little fuss. » Sometimes I let the fae folk part my mane with their little hands.« Rare are people who are allowed to touch a unicorn. » Would you be up for ... another game? « Once the hand left the unicorn's mane, a single strand of...