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AND NO ONES ALLOWED TO SAY ANYTHING ABOUT MY USER OKAY IM NEVER CHANGING IT 

it was a but a moment of hesitation that felt like an eternity for the elf. a quick storm of different thoughts and emotions clashing within. the most prominent would have been curiosity had his envy not swallowed everything else whole. for here he was, marked, ruined and shaped by far more than was intended for his bloodline. yet the creature was all he wished he was. everything he felt was wrong with his body, not even remotely shown in the other. untouched and untethered. care and grace the elf has only seen in plays.
            when their gaze finally found the ranger, all those doubts got swallowed as well. all he felt was a profound sense of gratitude. elves were the first to live on these lands, and it was thanks to the fae for gifting it. when gods and elemental beings ruined the lands, the fae offered a safe haven for elves in their realm as well. 
            it wasn't a gesture of debt, but of gratitude. to show he too remebers their gifts and kindness. a bow, low and honest, as a hand is placed over his chest. moving to stand straight again, the hand would slowly leave his chest, palm up and turned away to "speed the thanks from his heart". such an old gesture, half feeling silly for doing it. hoping the creature at least understood where it came from. 

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p͟e͟r͟s͟o͟n͟a͟l͟i͟t͟y͟ ┆   placid and aloof, the fae differ from humans within their expressions, too. there is always an end goal or transaction, a prank to be played, or a riddle to be solved when it comes to dealing with them. although eirion protects mortal children, they are an ancient and powerful creature, not to be mistaken as benevolent; when it comes to their own land, they will stop at nothing to ensure the safety of their species.
            
            l͟i͟k͟e͟s͟ ┆   a creature of many tastes, they enjoy: the woods after a morning rain shower, the fog that settles at dusk, offerings of honey and sweets, moonflowers, flowing rivers, and calm adventures.
            
            d͟i͟s͟l͟i͟k͟e͟s͟ ͟ ┆   cool tempered, it’s quite difficult to truly anger them, their distastes are: disrespect to their species, harm or disrespect to nature (including animals), iron and similar metals, and meddling humans.

p͟r͟o͟n͟o͟u͟n͟s͟ ┆   muse will abide by all pronouns.  depending on the rp (if they shapeshift yk) some pronouns may be more fitting.  for all intents and purposes,  if our characters are unestablished and eirion isn’t shapeshifting,  i will be using they/them or it/its.
            
            a͟g͟e͟ ┆   unknown.  but highkey old.
            
            h͟e͟i͟g͟h͟t͟ ┆   considered among the tallest of their circle,  they stand at 6’2 cm.
            
            e͟y͟e͟s͟ ┆   pale hues that reflect the light of the surfaces around them.  color can change depending on the weather,  or form they take. 
            
            h͟a͟i͟r͟ ┆   stark white,  void of all color.  thick strands that hold a slight curl,  and falls just below their shoulders. 
            
            s͟k͟i͟n͟ ┆   bears no blemishes or scars,  eerily smooth and perfect.  it should be known that this,  too,  changes depending on their form.  however,  in general,  their skin tone is a pale dusty purple. 
            
            c͟l͟o͟t͟h͟i͟n͟g͟ ┆   fine silks or cloths in various colors of what one would find in nature.  soft,  muted colors,  and earthy tones. 
            
            a͟c͟c͟e͟s͟s͟o͟r͟i͟e͟s͟ ┆   various trinkets,  flowers and leaves,  acorns,  and other findings from humans or nature itself.
            
            w͟i͟n͟g͟s͟ ┆   shape-wise,  their wings are similar to that of a cicada.  the colors tend to shift and change,  glistening when the sun hits them just right.  it is to note that they may not always present with their wings.

EIRION SÍTHEACH ENNE TÚATHAL,  the father of the fae.   an original muse,  by cryptic.   inspired by: lord of the rings,  the witcher,  the girl from the other side,  studio ghibli. 

─   offerings to the fae may include: honey, cake,  other types of sweets,  or lighting candles and burning things in their honor.
            
            ─   what can honey do?  honey can:  get you out of trouble with faeries, gain favor, attract faeries,  be used as an offering,  and prevent other faeries from causing you troubles.
            
            ─   be wary of iron and similar metals.  these weaken faeries,  so they are not a fan!
            
            ─   also know faeries are master manipulators!  they will twist your words and make you regret what you asked for.

༊·˚ other things to note:

─   never reveal your true name,  full or otherwise.  if a faerie asks for a humans name and they say it,  they’re giving them power and partial control over them.  on the flip side,  if the human knows the faerie’s name and says it,  they can potentially bind the fae in service to them.
            
            ─   never say thank you to them.  this phrase is taken as you’re indebted to them. instead,  use phrases like “i’m grateful.”
            
            ─   one must be polite when dealing with the fae at all times (not saying thank you is an exception).  being inhospitable and selfish are frowned upon among the fae.
            
            ─   never lie to a faerie.  they hate liars, as they themselves cannot tell a lie.
            
            ─   always keep your word when dealing with them.  they hate cheats or those who cannot keep their word.
            
            ─   never accept gifts from a faerie you do not trust.  however,  when it comes to trading with the fae, remember that gifting does not come freely.
            
            ─   don’t spy on them or capture their likeness without permission.  the fae like their privacy and secrets,  those that can’t honor either of those may be subjected to dangerous encounters.
            
            ─   never stand in a fairy ring.  known as rings of mushrooms that sometimes grow where a tree has died,  they’re also portals that highly powerful fae have created to the realm of the fae world.  time also moves much differently in the fae world;  centuries could pass outside,  while seconds pass inside.