Owl Wizard Detective Babies: Yule Be Home For Christmas

Owl Wizard Detective Babies: Yule Be Home For Christmas

The Owl Wizard Detective Babies encounter some folks straight out of folklore in this festive foray.

OWDB : Age of AI : Five

Owl Wizard Detective Babies : Yule Be Home For Christmas

After falling from the former fable, the Owl Wizard Detective Babies find themselves in a frightening forest. A horrific horned figure haunts the horizon but the bewildered babies follow the footpath forward.

When they get to the goat, he’s just a little lederhosened grumpy gus, galled by the babies’ gusto. Unshaken by his sourness, they see instead a slinking shape silhouetted in the shadows.

JĂłlakötturinn is drawn to their dingy duds. Gus dashes into the darkness, daunting the duo’s determination to detect their pursuer’s purpose.

They stumble upon Mari Lwyd’s lair but the Welsh waif won’t let them pass without listening to some lit pwnco poetry. Gus is rhymeless, but the owls magically merge into mirthful mockery and are permitted to the party.

By day’s dawn, Mari Lwyd dances down the weaving river, devoted to indoctrinating the detective duo into legend. But distant bedtime beckons, and the babies leave the lorebeasts with well wishes.

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  • The Owl Wizard Detective Babies are in a dark snowy forest. On the horizon, the silhouette of a great horned goat looms. "Oh buck! hwo that!?" they exclaim together. "something in the air ees rising," says Sherl. "I don't know wether hwe hwent the wrong way..." wonders Merl.
  • The Owl Wizard Detective Babies find a grumpy goat. "Get out of my forest! I'm not kidding!" says the grumpy goal. But a shadowy cat is clambering towards them and the babies warn him. "Twit's felining straight fur us!" says Sherl. "Mr. Goat, there's an impending catastophe!" says Merl.
  • The shadowy cat's eyes sharpen on them, but the goat gets into gear and runs away yelling, "It's the yule cat! Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun!". Merl protests, "hwe need a pawsitive ID!" but Sherl says "I'm goating out of here!"
  • The group comes to the cave of Mari Lwyd. "Maaaaaarrriiii! HELP!" cries the goatman. Mari Lwyd plays by her own rules. "Lo! How bold! An old gafr on my threshold! I am not cruel, but you know the rule. whyme the rite of pwnco or get pwn'd, off you go," she declares. "you know I'm baaad at rhymes," goat protests. Merl: Please could we enter? yoo'll scare our tormentor! Sherl: hwo could bear your eyeless stare? Merl: or get a comb run through this hair? Without meaning to, the babies perform the rite and are accepted by Mari Lwyd
  • Mari Lwyd takes them prancing along the riverside at dawn, with the Yule Cat (JolaKitturin) across the bank. "Owl babies come with me, T'ward the magic in the mystery. For Yule's tide ebbs betwixt the night and stories whilst awaiting light." Mari Lwyd explains. Over the horizon, the Yule Cat wishes them a "happurr mew year". Merl declines with a "no thanks hyoo, we're tired and going home now." The goat prances happily, "Catch you leder, hosers," he added. Sherl, looking dazed, says "Greatest of all trips. Hoopy holidaze, folks."
credit to: Jessica Dawn — the creator and writer of the owl wizard detective babies, Justin G Krahn — the official artist of the owl wizard detective babies, and ChatGPT — the tool used to create the backgrounds and provide insight into the world of AI. 
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