Kaalee

Fae Coutris: Hidden Intentions, Iraticate Dances

Meliae froze when he hugged her. When was the last time anyone touched her? She did not know. Passions, even platonic relations as it were, were reserved for the Spring and Summer Courts, she had higher goals to attend to. Still...it wasn't a terrible feeling.
"Come, I will show you my village." Meliae smiled, as Katya took the lead.
"Katya don't go to far ahead." Meliae said and Katya stared at her.
"M'l...iae, shouldn't I?" Katya asked, since everyone would still be in their Fae forms.
"It is fine, stay with us." Meliae ordered. He wouldn't be able to run anyways, the magic that entralled him would just keep sending him back to Meliae.

When they arrived at Meliae's court, which would be considered a village to the rest of the world. There were Fae of all types. All three types Nymphs, scurrying around, brownies, kelpies, her court was diverse. Many came to her for protection as she wasn't in the Fae Realm, but rather offered protection in the human realm. She offered protection to anyone who swore her allegiance, as long as they weren't enemies of the Fall Court, of course.

"Welcome to An Chúirt Na Gcrann, the Court of the Duchess of the Fall Kingdom." Katya said quietly, as the Fae regarded them curiously. They knew their Lady would never bring them harm but a human wasn't a normal sight here. Both Katya and Meliae let their Glimmer fade away, revealing their own looks.
"Please don't faint...I hate it when mortals faint." Katya asked him, as Meliae waited silently for his reaction.

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"My name is forgotten to the mortal realm but you may call me Meliae. You are not Russian, but rather American? Interesting. What is your full name?" Meliae asked, as she held her hand out towards Katya. Katya handed her an Apple, grown one one of the few Malus nymph's left it was something that would bind him to her court. She didn't take pleasure in it, she would rather the humans leave her entirely, but he'd been into the Fae Realm, and she wouldn't let him escape.

So she handed him the apple with a smile, a motherly, reassuring smile.
"This is all I have for now, but I am the leader of a...village not far from here. We can feed you and decide what to do from there. Meliae might take him to her Lord Fae, since he has some odd fascination with the Mortals. He's kept a pet longer then anyone she's ever known, the red headed Harpist. Then again, Meliae doesn't leave her forest all that often so what does she know?

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@Natsu We've all done it, it's all good

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@Natsu It was just really funny

*random Fae*

WHY ARE YOU SENDING A SERIAL KILLER AFTER MY BABY

*DISAPPEARS*

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@Natsu ????

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Meliae was watching the young boy as he trudged through her forests. She was alerted to his presence a week ago, and had been bumbling through various portals ever since he arrived. Meliae assumed he wasn't from Russia, but you never know with these things. All humans look so much alike. He was lucky it was still warm, although her forests were usually always warmer then the rest of the woods.

"M'lady. He will not last much longer. If we leave him, he will die." Meliae's most trusted adviser, another Ash tree like her but much, much younger, whispered as they silently followed him. Meliae pondered this predicament. While she would like nothing more then to obliterate the human race, this boy, this youngling, had done nothing except try to survive. He had not taken more than he needed, he simply survived. It made her weary to kill him, since that would be an excess killing. She refused to stoop to the mortals level.

"Perhaps he can be useful to me." Meliae said outloud, before she put her Glimmer on and stepped out to where he could see her.

"Vy zabludilis'?" She asked him, raising an eyebrow at him before she repeated in English, "Who are you?"

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Name: Meliae is what she's known as but her true name is Aghaveagh ó Ceallaigh
Race (Human or Type of Fae): Wood Nymph
Position (In court if you are a fae, Any fae outside of a court will be under extreme pressure): She's a duchess of the Fall Court
Age: She thinks she's about 5,500 years old.
Personality (Fae type has effect): Some say she should be of the winter court, for there are rumors of her ruthlessness. While she does have her moments, especially when unsuspecting humans find their way into the deepest parts of her woods, she reserves her true wrath on the ones who thinks they can take her forest from her. Otherwise she is serene, and even tempered. She enjoys life, and all that it brings.
Appearance: If she ever puts on a glamour(which she so rarely does), her skin and hair and eyes are the color of her bark. To match current time, she'll usually wear a green sleeveless blouse, a dark fur coat, dark jeans, and black boots. Otherwise, she's either an Ash tree, or in her Fae form, she's green with ivy climbing her body.
Background: Not much is known about Meliae, except that she's inhabited and ruled the Taiga forests for as long as most can remember. She was there long before the humans, at least. She doesn't come to court except when it's required of her, and holds her own court within the deepest parts of her forests. Her territory has been quite cut down, she now only rules parts of Russia, although she now rules them with an iron fist.

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@Unraveller I only slightly regret that I didn't Rick Roll you

And that means that after you post, wait for three posts before posting you again

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@Unraveller

Here's your song, jig, and dance

Clash of the Cliques: Class Warfare

Okay. Then with all due respect, watch your roleplay die. Because if there can't be peaceful interaction at all, then it's going to alienate people and they'll drop the roleplay.

Have fun, sorry to waste your time.