Prophecy of the Torallian Paramage
A festival is planned.
Torallians of all sorts flock to the meadow.
Mushrooms and lichens celebrate their forest life.
A Paramage must be chosen, but how?
A single voice of reason from the crowd,
“He who has the most shoes!”
A wizard steps forth.
His shoe bag bulges.
The Paramage is chosen.
The mushrooms dance, and the lichens sing.