>>24615915Feather stood atop the great wall of the abbey and Good Goodly approached his friend cautiously.
"Look at them, Good," said Feather, gesturing with a quivering paw at the vermin which were probably living somewhere in Mossflower even if they hadn't made any trouble in over a decade. "Not a peep from them in years, but you know their black souls will drive them to attack our fair abbey once again."
"Nothing to be done but wait, I suppose," replied Good, his bushy tail standing a great salute behind him.
"No, there is…another way." said Feather. "Do you remember, Good? Do you remember long ago…in the cave…what we did?"
"That was…" said Good in a shaky voice. "That was nothing. I remember nothing."
"Martin the Warrior came to me in a dream," said Feather. "He gave me eight riddles to solve, and after doing some anagrams and solving a crossword puzzle that was carved into a hidden corner of the abbey long ago, I realized he was proposing an idea to me. A, let us say, 'Final Answer' to the vermin problem."