perc’ahlia lends itself really well to the legend of Tam Lin
Young woman is warned by everyone, particularly her noble father, not to go into the dangerous forest
“Fuck you,” sayeth she, and go in
“What are you doing in my forest?” says a strange man, here with white hair and nerd glasses
“You must be that dangerous Tam Lin Percival I’ve heard so much about,” sayeth she. “beloved of a Faerie Queen Lord for your quick wit and clever hands, and known to use the same to draw beautiful maidens to hell.”
“I mean it’s more like I sold my sou- um. ah. um.“
“Yes?” sayeth she, already stripped to her green garters.
Some time later, the not-maiden is found to be pregnant. “Is it one of my knights?” demands her father. “They’ll wed you, if so.” (”Is it one of his fucking knights?” demands her brother, in this version. “I’ll kill them, if so.”)
“No, it’s my own true love, Tam Lin Percival,” says Vex, and dramatically runs off b/c she’s got some rescuing to do at a crossroads on midnight of All Hallows Eve
“This is a horrible idea,” mutters Vax, stealthing after her.
the lords and ladies of the court ride past in ranks, horses black as coal and white as marble, all snorting gun smoke in the fine winter air. Vex leaps forth and seizes Percy down, and holds him per the Faeries’ deal - he turns into a striking snake, slippery and shade, and she holds him. He turns into a screaming raven, wild as death, and she holds him. He turns into a cloud of smoke, burning hot and loose in her grasp - and she holds him, holds him tight, until the smoke fades and he settles back into a naked man, pale and trembling in her arms.
“Told you I could do it,” pants the triumphant, the bargain-winner.
“Fuck you,” says Orthax.
“Fuck off,” say Percy and Vex and Vax simultaneously, and they all move away from the twins’ shitty father and live happily ever after the end.