A small little flame-like creature in the shape of a former blue will o'the wisp, now named Fizzle, was cursed by the pyriis in the north and as such can no longer remain with his brothers in the cool swamps. He has been cast out! Fizzle is very intelligent but also very sad, for he can no longer hug anyone owing to his high temperature. He will make a home in a fireplace and request new coals every now and then, always keeping a scrap of foil under his nest so that when he wishes to hug his master or mistress he may do so without hurting them.
Fizzle can write with his index finger in charring ash, is quick and efficient with a yearning to make himself useful, flies, squeaks rapidly in Drabbish, and enjoys sunbathing. Sometimes he can be heard sniffling as he cuddles his bed of coals when off-duty.
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A small little flame-like creature in the shape of a former blue will o'the wisp, now named Fizzle, was cursed by the pyriis in the north and as such can no longer remain with his brothers in the cool swamps. He has been cast out! Fizzle is very intelligent but also very sad, for he can no longer hug anyone owing to his high temperature. He will make a home in a fireplace and request new coals every now and then, always keeping a scrap of foil under his nest so that when he wishes to hug his master or mistress he may do so without hurting them.
Fizzle can write with his index finger in charring ash, is quick and efficient with a yearning to make himself useful, flies, squeaks rapidly in Drabbish, and enjoys sunbathing. Sometimes he can be heard sniffling as he cuddles his bed of coals when off-duty.