One more for the road! Only Kenku came to the last one(where his stuffed squirrel has settled down with the other critters), but I know there's more of you out there.
Behold! A fun, role-play intensive game full of fae, transformation, and fantasy exploration. Foxes available upon request.
If nothing else, there's lots of cute race pictures. Go look at the bunny!
The world was grey.
He couldn't help but think in such a manner. Grey people, on grey streets, in grey buildings. They pretended to have color, but their faces spoke differently. Not dead inside, for death has a certain odor. No... lost. Dazed. Oblivious. Marching here and there without knowing why, without seeking anything beyond the ordinary.
Martin, for his part, was a slightly yellow shade of green. Prone to acts of cowardice and compassion, with a hint of deeper feelings within. He hated the greys, as he called them, and disdained the chiding he received when he fled from their presence. And so he wandered through the forest at night. No lights except the stars, and the occasional flicker of fireflies. He did not need to see: he Knew this path.
Which was very peculiar, because he had never been down the particular way before. It did not stop him, in any case. The dreariness behind was far worse than any darkness. He liked the dark, one might say. Crawling worms and flying owls, creatures that gave purpose to the world without ever being seen.
And as he walked, he saw. Not with eyes, but with mind. The creatures around him, the absence of light. Everything and everyone, welcoming him further. Martin's footsteps became trudging, shuffling, as if this expanded presence caused him to take more space, to Be more present in the world.
He smiled, and scratched his head. Well, he tried, but only knocked himself in the face with a truly impressive set of molehands. He would ponder this turn of events, but one does not get struck in the face by implements of doom without taking a little nap.
And so the bugbear slept. No one looked for Martin Williams, but that was okay. A world of color awaited him, where he could rest in the darkness and take in the light.
His head was still very sore in the morning though. He would have to avoid that in the future.
Your characters are MODERN HUMAN SORTS, who are reasonably representative of a facet of existence. Alternately, they are Wholly Lacking in a facet, and must learn to become it(hooray antihero). Through strange, dreamlike wanderings, they have managed to enter into a realm some might describe as fae-like. Certainly ethereal and ephemeral, where dreams and whimsy take precedence over tradition and structure. They have also taken on some of its characteristics and powers, as is befitting Main Characters.
Current Race List: Humans, Elves, Satyri, Pooka, Bugbears, Toves, Sphinxes, Gryphons, Sprites, Gremlins, Naga, Kitsune, Spirits.
