‘fae’ range from anything like goblins and imps to the little pixies with the wings that everyone associated with fairies to the seven-foot tall members of the royal courts. some even consider the banshee to be fae. (also trolls, gnomes, elves, djinn, dwarves, leprechauns, will-o-wisps, etc.)
some think the fae are evil, some think they are fallen angels, but most are considered to be a chaotic neutral force. some might call this ‘whimsically evil.’
honey makes them drunk.
iron poisons them, as it does many magical beings.
some were-creatures were probably just fae in disguise, since fae can assume any form.
they sometimes lure humans with music that makes them want to follow and dance. they have to dance for what feels like a year and a day but it actually only seconds.
true names of the fae have power over them. they often use aliases when dealing with non-fae.
some people are gifted with fae sight, which allows them to see the fae and also sometimes peeks into the future through their dreams.
cats hate the fae, and the fae hate them back.
iron horseshoes over the door can act as a fae deterrent.
they sometimes kidnap human children and leave their own children or elderly behind. these are called changelings.
fae are generous with gifts, especially for polite people, but prefer gifts in return.
that being said, better to avoid accepting gifts. you probably don’t have enough to pay them back. by saying ‘thank you,’ you acknowledge that a gift was given and that you now owe something in return. being indebted to the fae = bad time
fae can’t lie, but truth and honesty aren’t always the same.
asking for a favor will cause offense. make it seem like it’s their idea to help you.
most things offend them, actually.
some fae can smell a lie. there’s no way of knowing which ones unless they tell you.
fae use ‘glamour’ to hide their appearance or habitations around humans. ‘glamour’ can be gifted for use by humans.
it’s better for fae to have half-breed children than no children at all, so relationshops with humans are fine. it just rarely works out fine for the human.
deep among the woods of Middlebury lies an abandoned village. This isn’t your
average abandoned village, however, as it consists of crumbling doll-sized
houses. Aptly named Little People Village, legend says a local man was terrorized
by fairies who insisted that he was living on their land. In an attempt to
alleviate their threats, he built a tiny village for the pixies. As they grew
in population, they expected more and more from the exhausted man. Driven to
the brink of insanity, the man fled and abandoned the tiny village. Another legend is a bit more grim, and says that the man committed suicide. Anybody
that visits can see that a lot of detail went into the tiny village, with
intricate pathways between each building and stairs inside the petite homes.
“Soft moss a downy pillow makes, and green leaves spread a tent, Where Faerie folk may rest and sleep until their night is spent. The bluebird sings a lullaby, the firefly gives a light, The twinkling stars are candles bright, Sleep, Faeries all, Good Night.”
“Fairies with gossamer wings,
Bring forth beauty, grace and joyful things.
Fairies of the earth are caretakers of our soil, water and trees,
They watch over beautiful creatures such as bears, bunnies and bees.
Fairies ask that you breathe in and appreciate the vantage point from which you stand,
Then trod carefully and respectfully with each intentional step you make across this beautiful land.”