Dragons are the oldest of the Fae Races, and one of the few to achieve Actualization – the change into an actual physical race.
Common Locations: Anywhere in the Faelands.
Faeries love to imitate physical beings, usually with their own personal touches like wings and fire breath. The first forms that the ancient Fae copied were dinosaurs and lizards. They bred with the mortal animals and produced Changeling offspring that retained much of the Fae parent’s attributes.
Fae will still take on dragon form, but it is a rare occurrence. This is because the dragons have taken on the attitude that they will not allow a false dragon into their clans. Without family support, a Fae dragon Glamour avatar will often unravel shortly after it realizes it really isn’t real. Continue reading
What is Death to an immortal? To the Fey, it is Sleep.
Like all spirit creatures, the Fey have no need for sleep or dreams. But they watch mortals embrace the “little death” night after night. The loss of consciousness and control fascinates them, since it is such a foreign concept.
Fey that have created physical bodies for themselves can understand and enjoy sleep. Dreaming provides them with an experience very close to the mortal ability to create new things.
Ancient Fey that have grown tired of life may choose to undergo the Final Sleep. This is not death as mortals know it, but a change in their state of being that will allow the Fey to sleep and dream for decades. To enter the Final Sleep, they become part of the landscape. Which part depends on what ancient element the Fey feels closest to: Air, Earth, Fire, or Water.
The Earth aligned Fey (Gnomes) will often become boulders, part of a mountain, or a patch of rich soil. Air aligned (Sylphs) and Fire aligned (Salamanders) will appear to dissipate as they become one of their element. Water aligned (Undines) will often join a single body of water or create their own. In these forms, they sleep and dream. Their bodies preserve the existence of the Feylands. Their Glamour reaches out and makes their dreams real, making the Feylands an ever-changing and interesting place to live.
Collectively, they are known as the Dreaming Ones. You do not want to wake them.
“I don’t want you to go, Johann.”
The childlike queen crushed the ginger Tomcat to her. He gave her a hug around the neck with his front paws as he spoke,”I know, your majesty, but we agreed that this was an important mission. I will return to you in six months with much news of the mortal world.”
“Yes, yes,” she sighed, “There is an Evil growing here. I only wish that the Round Table hadn’t asked for you. They were adamant that a Fey with your knowledge of magic would be a perfect spy.”
She lowered him to the farm road just outside Berlin, Germany. He gave a little shiver as his paws touched mortal soil for the first time. There was so much power here! So different from back home. His eyes closed as the sun caressed his furry face. So much brighter than home! The sweet scent of hay and wildflowers reached his nostrils and he breathed deeply. He was already in love with this place.
Like a candle melting in reverse, his form began to grow taller and broader. Ginger fur changed to golden blonde hair as his new face began to match the image of the German youth he had formed in his mind. He kept one aspect of his original cat form, his tail. His Glamour clothed the new form in the style of the day to cover that imperfection. He opened brilliant blue eyes and looked at Titania.
She pouted prettily at him in an attempt to break his heart and make him come back with her, “I’ve already lost you, haven’t I?”
“Never,” the conviction in his voice surprised him, “I will always be your little brother. I will see you in six months.”
With that, the newly-minted vagabond took his first step into a new life.