A meeting between fairies and fair folk IC

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OOC

Sorry mate, I split my attacking army to meet with other nations, so since you joined late I won't be sending thousands of fairies and personally attending with my PC, I'll instead just be sending you a messenger-fairy. :smallsmile:
Id there's nobody there the little fairy will continue north through your hexes until there's an elf.

It was a sunny day, and the little fairy sang as it flew. It was a happy song, but a slow one that evoked emotions associated with sunlight gently brushing the cheek. Despite the calm nature of the song, the fairy couldn't look more excited. Her little purple-lily wings beat the air so furiously that they blurred, and every few miles she couldn't help but kick her feet in excitement, flipping and tumbling through the air for several paces before her wings caught up with her again. Her rose colored hair was unkempt giving her the appearance of a ruffled flower, but her green skin was so clean that it blended seamlessly with her immodest garb of grass blades. So lost was she in her thoughts of delight that she very nearly tumbled into a big-person before noticing them. In sheer frantic frenzy she managed to make her already blurring wings beat faster, darting quickly away from the big person before coming to hover in the air. Gathering her breath she shouts out with all her might "HELLO! I'M LOOKING FOR YOUR LEADER! CAN YOU TAKE ME TO THEM!?" She was small, she knew that, at least she was compared to the big people, but among her people she was normal and sopke plenty loud enough for everyone to hear her, but big people were different. Why without shouting people could scarcely hear them within a mere twenty feet, and while they'd learned to speak in unison at once to project their voices there wasn't another fairy so trained with her, so she would simply need to hope she would be heard without having to stab someone to get their attention.

[HerbieRAI]

OOC

Man, but I had just outsourced the bodies you were going to create to the zombies in the west, now that trade agreement is going to fall through. I guess I can't count on the fae for anything. She is traveling along roads during the next phase. I also will need to know if little elf lady is evil. Are your guys small or tiny?


The small local populace seem busy with other tasks and point the fairy north where she finds another small group of people in a walled city and a castle. Despite thinking she may be at the end of her travels, they give her an escort and take her further north along a road and lake, then west along a river until they arrive at an even bigger walled city. Once there she is escorted to a castle where she is asked to wait temporarily in small room before she is brought into an office like room where she finds two elves waiting. The larger elf with a great sword steps forward and takes a long look at the fairy creature, while the smaller one sits behind the desk. While the large elf seems to be glaring at the fae creature, the smaller one seems to have a small smirk about him. Around the room is a table with some jugs and some other elves who are obviously attendants of some kind. The room is full of paintings of elves fighting various monsters and ornate carvings of plants and trees. The smaller elf stands and gestures to two chairs, which were obviously made for medium sized creatures I am Lord Veshian Carr, leader of the Sillian Confederacy. Please take a seat, I hear you have been asking to meet with me.

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OOC

Aww, don't be doing that, they can keep their pesky mortal hustks, but immortals have no need for undeath. :smallbiggrin:
Anywho, we're tiny, she's chaotic good, and I'm gonna need to know if you can see through illusions/invisibility, and how you can because it seems differant methods I've seen at different nations have yielded very different results.


Plumping her butt down in the waiting room she can only vaguely remember where that took her, rather she remembered that pretty flower with the hanging purple buds, the snake-like neon cloud in the horizon around sunset, and the sparkly pretty water, but after a moments thought she was sure she could find her way back. As she's called she anxiously flies up buzzing happily into the room and greeting everyone with a smile, but as the biggin with the biggest biggin sword kept glaring at her she couldn't help but glare back until the nice regent spoke. Regretfully she looked away first, knowing that her duties were more important then showing the biggin that he and his biggin sword didn't scare her. Clearing her throat she noticed it was a little dry and made a point to swallow first just to make sure she didn't hurt her throat whilst shouting at the top of her lungs. Carefully she takes a seat so as not to offend, then noticing that she's too short to be seen over the desk she awkwardly assumed a sitting position in the air, her wings flapping somewhat erratically to keep her in place as she tilts slightly from side to side. "HELLO! I AM LILLYTHEE, MESSENGER OF THE LORD JACK FAYLINNWARREN, LORD OF ALL FEY! I COME TO ACT AS HIS VOICE! DO WE HAVE HIS...?" She trails off looking at the empty space behind her "...voice.?"
A second voice speaks from the space behind her. "No, no voice yet..."
Turning back to the eleven "Right..." Lillythee replies somewhat disheartened. Energetically she regains her momentum though. "I HAVE COME FIRST TO INFORM YOU THAT YOU HAVE RECEIVED A PARDON!" Vaguely she reaches behind her and as her hand clenches about something a small string of woven flower stems appears in her hand which she promptly places on the table "OUR LORD SENDS HIS APOLOGIES FOR NEGLECTING HIS DUTIES TO PROTECT YOU, AND EXTENDS A PARDON TO YOUR PEOPLE FOR HAVING DISOBEYED HIS ORDER TO RETURN AN EON HENCE! FURTHERMORE YOU ARE PARDONED FROM ALL TAXES, SERVICES, AND AS WE HAVE NOT COMMITTED TO ANY MILITANT AFFAIRS FOR THE LAST EON, THERE ARE NO CRIMES OF DERELICTION OF OATH FOR WHICH TO THEN SENTENCE YOU TO DEATH! OH BOY WERE YOU LUCKY THERE, OLD MAN HURKLEBRICHT WISHES THAT SUCH WAS TRUE OF THEN HIS CLAN VANISHED TWO CENTURIES BEFORE THE FINAL SLAUGHTER!"
The invisible voice interrupts "The message."
"Right. SORRY, I'VE ONLY BEEN A MESSENGER FOR FIVE THOUSAND YEARS SO I STILL SOMETIMES LOOSE TRACK, PLEASE EXCUSE MY INEXPERIENCE!"
The invisible voice interrupts once more "They don't need to hear your life story."
"ADDITIONALLY WITH THE DEATH OF YOUR ANCESTORS AND THE SUPPOSED END OF THE RULING LINE, BE IT THROUGH DEATH OR POOR RECORD KEEPING, OUR LORD HAS DESIGNATED YOU AS BARON TO THIS LAND AND DEMANDS ONLY FIVE PERCENT OF YOUR TAXES AS FIEF TO HIS LORDSHIP! IN TURN YOU MAY CALL UPON HIM FOR DEFENSE IN TIMES OF WAR, AND OTHER SUCH PLIGHT! The flower, the flower!" Excitedly she turns to the empty air this time extending both hands into which appears a bells of Ireland wrapped in white heather and larkspur. Her eyes somewhat transfixed upon the flower she gently places it beside the woven string of flower stems announcing "OUR LORD SENDS YOU A GIFT OF CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR NEW APPOINTMENT AND HOPES YOU SERVE IT WELL SO AS NOT TO MAKE HIS CHOICE A POOR ONE!"
OOC
Like a four leaf clover, they're plants that bring luck woven into a nice charm which will give you 500RP of good fortune to spend as you please. :smallsmile:

...and yes, they are implying here that elves are fey and therefore the lot of you fall under Jack's domain. :smallsmile:

[HerbieRAI]

OOC:

I do have methods of seeing invisible, but not passive. The detect evil is the spell from the paladin ability, so if the invisible guy is evil I'd know he's there and about the location pretty quickly. If the invisible thing isn't evil Veshian would allow it to stay invisible. We try to keep diplomacy intact and all that. The evil or not might be a big deal, so I'll wait for my response.

[drack]

OOC

Not evil, it's just another little fairy. :smallsmile:

Edit

By the way, I think auras sort of waft around and linger though, so to pinpoint location I think you'd still need to use something that detects invisibility, even if it's just dropping down a thin layer of water with create water and watching where it splashes against things. (The poor man's detect invisibility, everyone gets wet.)

[HerbieRAI]

ooc

Yea, I have other means to detect that would get significantly more pinpoint and a lot less messy. How do I spend the good fortune?


After a few minutes the large elf moves back and stops his glaring. When the other voice starts he is visibly startled, but after Veshian raises a hand he doesn't antagonize any further. Veshian himself spends a few minutes thinking. He thought he was going to be at war at the end of this meeting, but they had given him a way out that wasn't that distasteful. While he might get ridiculed for the 5%, the military support should other nations attack would be well worth the money.

And how would I contact you should we need your support? Your people are known for not letting others into... much of your territory.

[drack]

RP are resources, not money, they come in any form you can imagine from fresh water to timber to even simple good luck. You spend them like any other RP. :smallsmile:

Without missing a beat Lillythee waves her hand excitedly "OOH, I COULD DO I-"
"Our people have numerous methods of contacting one another. Messengers, dreams, thoughts, tokens, A road could probably even be arranged were it necessary. In but a few years we hope to establish sentinels about our killing fields to halt any incoming envoys. For the time being Lillythee may remain here to deliver your message personally.

[HerbieRAI]

Hmm, I find that acceptable. May this be a lasting peace, would you like a drink to celebrate? Meranda, please bring over a few glasses, as Veshian has one of the servants pour some wine into a three glasses, and brings them to the table. One is set down away, apparently for the invisible diplomat if he chooses to make an appearance.

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Lillythee joins in without reservation, slipping into the glass, breathing it in and sighing lightly in contentment, but the invisible fairy remains invisible.

[HerbieRAI]

relaxing and drinking a bit himself, Veshian continues So what can you tell me of your leader? What is his personality like, what does he look like?

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"OUR LORD" Lillythee casually corrects as she replies "IS A BIGGEN, SORT OF LIKE YOU, BUT I THINK HE'S A LITTLE BIGGER..." ...seven or eight feet depending on how he hunches his back... "...AND HIS TEETH AS SO WHITE THEY PRACTICALLY GLOW! POINTED AND LONG AS MY LEG! PERFECT FOR MUNCHING BIGGEN MEATS." slipping under the wine for a moment Lillythee kicks her feet about for a moment before sliding back up the side of the glass. "HE ALWAYS WEARS STINKY BIGGIN SKINS TAKEN FROM THE ONES HE KILLS, BUT HIS WORDS ARE ALWAYS PRETTY. HIS VOICE IS STRONG AND COURAGEOUS LIKE A DRAGON'S, BUT HE DOESN'T ALWAYS LICK THE BLOOD OFF HIS CLAWS. HE'S A REALLY GOOD DANCER TOO, BUT HE DOESN'T DANCE MUCH ANYMORE. MOSTLY HE JUST LIKES TO WATCH US DANCE AND PLAY. OH YEAH, AND HUNTING, JACK REALLY LIKES HUNTING. HE WAS VERY SAD WHEN HE FOUND THERE WASN'T ANYTHING LEFT TO HUNT... ACTUALLY TO THIS DAY HE STILL WEARS A MASK MADE FROM THE SKULL OF THE LAST QUICKSILVER STAG IN HONOR OF HIS KILL..." Breaking free of the melancholy of her last statement Lillythee hurries to reassure the elf-baron "OOH, BUT IT'S OK NOW, YOU SEE THERE'S LOTS FOR HIM TO HUNT AGAIN SO HE'S NOT SAD ANYMORE. RATHER HE LOOKS REALLY HAPPY! OUR PEOPLE SEEM HIM AS SOMEWHAT SAGELY, BUT STRONG ENOUGH TO LEAD US THROUGH ANY ORDEAL. MOREOVER HE'S THE SORT OF PERSON THAT KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS AND TAKES IT, SO EVEN THOUGH WE FAIRIES CANNOT LIE, JACK'S NEVER AFRAID TO STATE THINGS OUTRIGHT. OOH, WHAT ABOUT YOUR PEOPLE, CAN THEY TELL A LIE?"

[HerbieRAI]

We can lie, but it is not a good thing to do. Lies always lead to bad consequences, which are usually worse than the up front truth. In fact, there is a theory that the consequence of a lie is proportional to the power the lair has to begin with. So if a beggar lies, nothing much will come of it because he has little power, meanwhile if I were to lie cities would crumble. I love hearing the philosophical debates, never been very good at them myself though. What do you do for fun Lillythee, and what kind of creature are you? I don't believe I've met any of your kind before.

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"oh, all kinds of things! I dance through the flower fields, chase after butterflies, listen to the wind, and examine the finer details of cracks, and that's just to name a few! I'm an expert cricket snuggler, a novice dragonfly baiter, and a real pro at root-mining! Ooh, i also deliver messages like right now, though i only started recently so i'm not very good at it. What about you and your people, what are they like?"

I hate when the forum kills my caps... you know they're really there... :smallsigh:

[HerbieRAI]

Nope, no caps means no caps. She just wasn't very interested in that topic. :smalltongue:


That would depend on the individual, some like to work to improve this country, some like to sit and paint or read books that some enjoy writing. You said Jack enjoy's hunting, correct? If I can find an adequate gift I may send him something. Are all of Jack's subjects small creatures like you? There must be other beings in the fae realm, and I must make sure not to send something that would not offend.

[drack]

Nah, I'd already typed it normal by accident, then I fixed it and forgot that gitp shifts it all to lower case if you have all caps. :smallsigh: Probably a ward against the much less tasteful flaming that's bound to happen in forums from time to time. Typing it again just seemed excessive.


"OH NO, WE'VE GOT ALL SORTS. I MEAN THERE'S YOUR ELVES FOR INSTANCE, OR JACK'S OLD HUNTING BUDDY THE WILD HUNT WHO SLEW A DRAGON SHORTLY BEFORE I LEFT. THERE'S JACK'S HUNTING DOGS THAT HE BREEDS HIMSELF, THERE'S THOSE ODD LITTLE MOUSE-LIKE ONES, THE GNOMES WHO STAND STILL SO LONG THAT THE MOSS THAT GROWS UP FROM THEIR TOES CLIMBS UP THROUGH THEIR BEARDS AND OVER THEIR HEADS. THEN THERE ARE WATER NYMPHS AND THOSE BIG SHINY NATURE SPIRITS. IN THE END ALL FAIRIES EVERYWHERE ARE SUBJECT TO HIS RULE, FROM LITTLE-FOLK LIKE ME TO TROLLS AND GIANTS! OOH, WHY DON'T YOU COME TO THE NEXT PARTY AND MEET THEM ALL!" Lillythee seems to struggle with putting the vast scope of Jack's subjects into words, but seems quite proud of her solution to this dilemma. Happily she dips her head into the wine, drinking healthily.

[HerbieRAI]

Giving a soft smile to the little fariy, Veshian replies That could be a good idea. It'll take a few seasons to find a gift worthy, but it would be a good thing to have at least a representative at a party to see how your people work.

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"OH, THAT'S FINE. THE LAST PARTY JUST ENDED, AND IT LASTED A WHOLE EON! THE NEXT ONE PROBABLY WON'T BE FOR ANOTHER CENTURY OR TWO ANYWAYS." Casually the little fairy speaks of centuries as if they were but days of the week, smiling happily as she dips her head into the wine once more.