Pay the toll
From Create Your Own Story
"Daylight robbery," you remark, but put one gold piece into his hand none the less. The man touches his forehead with the coin in thanks. And with that, he strides away, whistling! You head off down the bridge and back onto the path, none the wiser. You have a long way still to travel today.
The path continues along the side of a line of trees, winding leisurely. Suddenly, an acorn lands on your head and you hear a tittering from the trees above. Looking up you can see thin figures high in the branches, flying from tree to tree. They throw another acorn back at you, then another. If you're not mistaken, you are being pelted by Elvins!
Do you:
Cast a spell!
