The wizard nods sagely, and looks over at D'Tocka.<br/><br/>"Umm..." The half orc furrows her brow, and scratches the back of her head. "Well, a lot of them are smaller than us, and they don't feel things the say way we do. A lot of them are tied to nature somehow..."<br/><br/>The wizard looks back and forth between the two of you and sighs.<br/><br/>"Well, kids, it looks like you guys are in for a" as he says that, a strange sound wells in the distance, a blend of low thrumming and high pitched keens. With a sigh, the dwelf looks over at the hourglass on the wall and hunches over, his hands covering his head just as an unimaginably large clique of pixies bursts through the window, barreling through the room and wreaking eight different flavors of hell on the contents. First, they careen around the walls, knocking things to the floor all around the artifacts that the wizard had taken down and making the room even more of  a mess than it was when you arrived. Some grab books that seem as ancient as the wizard, and begin to rip the pages to shreds, scattering scraps of paper like so much confetti. You notice that a few of them lift up the mirror and chitter wildly amongst themselves, before darting back out the window with their prize.<br/><br/>It's only a moment before the creatures swirl around the wizard, D'Tocka, and yourself. You see three of the creatures set about tying knots in the wizard's long braid, and D'Tocka is flailing wildly as the creatures dart in to tickle her exposed flesh through gaps in her clothing. A few make to move towards your braids, but seem to balk at something they see there... so, instead, they choose to fly by and barrage you with tiny spells, effectively tie-dyeing your chain mail and causing your skirt to fall around your waist. For good measure, one of the pixies decides to change your pubic hair's colors as well, before flitting off to join the rest of her friends.<br/><br/>If there is one thing the pixies are attracted to, though, it's the shiny ball sitting in the middle of the golden cage. One of them attempts to dart through the bars, only to be bounced away. So, then, his fellows join in, and the whole lot of them lift the cage up and send it slamming down onto the ground, shattering the golden wires and causing the black little ball to roll free. Giggling wildly, the creatures dart down and scoop up the orb, and just as suddenly as they arrived the entire clique vanishes through the window.<br/><br/>"Surprise..." The wizards sits up and looks around his study, sighing. "And I'd just cleaned the place..."