On the backyard garden of the Trenthaus Manor, Thydis opens the ornate glass doors to a beautiful sight of the well kept garden with a pool in the middle. There were sun chairs and umbrellas strewn around it and a wooden bar complete with drinks and food. The Elf there bows at their presence as the Dragon looks for a good place to sit down as they are given a full view of the massive garden behind the mansion.
With concrete arches littering it. The sides of the pillars that held it up had the decor of the original Winged Elves. Still using the more primitive method of magic wands and brooms while in the top, on the corners were the Airships now used by the Elves. The mighty aircrafts that's a hundred or so years in the future in terms of technology, yet they were used en masse alongside the big birds that some of the hedges so rightly depicts with its heroic riders charging towards the direction of the setting star.
Even though his family only consisted of three other people, the place was magnanimous in its size and could easily handle the extended family plus more.
Bahamut on the other hand has walked to the rows of hedges. Many being lower than her waist, and the ones that that're taller than an Elf being art on them rather than serving as a wall for the path of stone and marble tiles.
Along the pathway, there were small tiny marble animals. Some being two headed griffins to legendary creatures like the great snakes and worms whilst others were the simpler Dragonhorses. The dinosaur-like monstrosity with their armored scaled skins and large horns which caught her attention. Squatting down, thighs tightly together, she poked at it and her head tilted to the side, her golden eyes deeply observing the odd creature. "Goddess, those are the long extinct horses used by the riders of Queen Catherine. Former draft horses that were given the genes of a Drake."
Looking up to a pretty blue iris behind it, the Dragon just grabs it and is quickly ambushed by a small human woman with translucent wings. "Oy! Don't just pull it out! What are you? Some sort of a barbarian?!" The loud voice got everyone's attention as Jackson's face changed to a smile. "It's so cute!" was the only thing he said before a barrage of aggressive words was thrown at him.
"What?! Are you a nincompoop? Has being a Vampire dulled even your sense of respect? Do you know who or what I am?" Thydis quickly kneeled and opened his hand, letting the small thing to stand on it. With her hands on her hips, she puts her chin up as she's brought up to the height of their heads. "I am Ea! The Fairy of the Forests of Galiantar and protector of the Garden of Trenthaus! Dragon! Know that name!"
Bahamut didn't even give her a tinge of attention though Jackson on the other hand was enamored by her translucent and extremely thin wings. With veins of gold and silver, her snowy complexion is completely overturned by the short skirted gown she wore. Full of laces and embroidery, it's an extravagant piece of clothing and her purple eyes stood out even in her extremely microscopically small stature.
If anything, the Fairy could easily be the height of a toy doll meant for kids below three. "Essshhh... Vampire, can you stop ogling at me? It's creepy." Hearing this made the General's eyes open and close multiple times. "E-Excuse me? I apologize then, you just look very cute and your wings are beautiful."
"Your charms won't work on me, Vampire. We Fairies are resistant to all forms of charms including the devilish lustful ones of your kind." Alana peeks behind Jackson, resting her hands on his shoulders as she silently observes the small humanoid.
"Hm? What is Alana?"
"I've only ever seen one fairy in my lifetime and it was a captured Male." This made Ea look at her with crossed arms. "And? Male Fairies are our warriors, what have you done to him, Vampires?"
This made Alana silent, prompting Jackson to squint his eyes. "Wow, I never saw you think so hard for a reply."
"Miss Ea, I was merely passing by in a market at the time. I do not know of the fate of that Male Fairy."
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Army of the Damned
General Fiction"The objective here is to return home. By any means necessary." An Isekai about Politics, Strategy and War. Players of Dark World, a Full Dive VR game suddenly got teleported into the world of Threa. Our cast of people, found and recuited by a luckl...