Cold Iron and Pixie Dust: Step Into The Faerie Realm

The pre-summer evening is balmy, the croaking of bullfrogs heard in the distance. Far beyond your line of sight, where trees tower above and around you like silhouetted giants. You curse at yourself for foolishly not bringing your lantern with you or one of your companions who can see in the night-time with relative ease. But you are lost all alone, with merely star and moon light to dimly illuminate your path.



The howls of wolves echoe loud and clear, as if sensing your growing ease and nervous nature. A single wolf you could outsmart. A pack was another thing completely, and you hoped that it was not a group of Death Dogs.

Fumbling with the ring around your left middle finger, you leap over a sapling which seems to have been ripped up and its roots exposed to the world. Something might have made it it’s home, or a grave for that matter.


A foot snags on a root, and you fall forwards. Your lips kiss the ground, dirt streaking your face. With all of this, you realize that it might have been better to just have stayed in that night but a wanderlust nature in you was screaming that evening, calling you to explore these wildernesses.

When you stand once more, you can see that a fine pink mist has started to blow inwards. There there used to be scattered fireflies are larger orbs of light which wink out and shift between purple, blue and yellow: they seem to become more numerous, and one moves right through your chest without is movement slowing down.

“Hullo, wayfarer?” A voice, not quite male nor female, somewhere in between, calls. “Yes yes, do watch your step. The stones do make traversing difficult.” But there was no one before you, and you make the decision to keep going onward.

Soon, the trees part for you, almost as if sentient. Finding yourself in a clearing where a great stone circle has been constructed, a monument even. A cacophony of people are gathered here, excitedly talking to one another or being mindful of their coin purses. One by one, they are ushered into the stone ring by a jovial Tiefling man (at least physically that is what he resembles. Curious, you wait amongst the people. Some have elven ears, others cloven hooves, and even multiple sets of wings. The dancing lights move in closer to you now.

Finally it is your turn, the half-demon eying you up in a vaguely sexual manner. “Come to see the Night Market, eh? Right this way, of course ser.”

Night Market? There is no market within five miles of this place. But before you have a split second to consider what he had just said, you and ten others are hassled into the dead center of the stone circle. The pink must thickens to the consistency of soup as your head becomes woozy. “And please don’t harass the vendors. The last thing you want is an angry Minotaur charging at you.”

A moment later, the sky above you is not black but stuck in shades of twilight. A sprawling city of tents and buildings give off a carnival atmosphere only enhanced by the scent of fried food. Those you were grouped with rush forth, making room for the next arrival. As you begin to walk as well, a pink-haired pixie whizzed past your face. 

This place was betwixt realms, and the Fae were wily things. You internally made it your job to keep alert.

Even though it’s not a stretch for
what is usually my chosen to write for, it is something that there is a stark lack of for 5th Edition Dungeons and Dragons. The Monster Manual is plagued by abberants and monstrosities, with fey creatures being few and far between. That, or they are of a low Challenge Rating (a maximum of 3, in the case of the Green Hag) or creatures described as fey according to history are given different typings (both Banshee and Will-O-Wisp are classified as Undead).

As the carnival rolls into town for the month of June for the RPG Blog Carnival, it brings the strange beauty and dark delight of Faerie with it. What races shall adventurers see for themselves? Who will be willing to give quests? And a better question yet, what treasures are up for the taking should said quests be accepted? Oh, and don’t forget obsticles and traps to overcome: the fey are mischievous, after all.

What Exactly Is Going On?

It’s quite simple. For June, my blog is hosting the monthly RPG Blog Carnival, where participants write homebrew content in line with that month’s theme. You post a link up to the page where you have it uploaded to, and at the end of the month I create a master list of everything people have contributed. This month, it’s all about the Fae.

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33 thoughts on “Cold Iron and Pixie Dust: Step Into The Faerie Realm

    1. One such posting being The Elves of Aerth , which I’ve decided to revise and rewrite. There’s a total of 16 posts in the series, with more to come,

      then there’s a series by Mercedes Lackey and Roberta Gellis in which the future Elizabeth the First gets an elven lover and survives numerous plots to get rid of her. A pretty traditional view of Faery, but with interesting characters.

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      1. I’m looking at doing something pretty much exactly along those line for Oberon. I had been planning to call that archetype the Lord of Bounty, but the Green Man is so obviously correct that I am a bit embarrassed now. 😉 My version will go up probably next week.

        If you wind up creating something along those lines, I would love it if you would link it in the comments over in Tribality. =)

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  1. Keep in mind that in French myth the king of Faery is Huon of the Horn. Of Charlemagne’s paladins Ganelon was a traitor, while Roland was killed thanks to Ganelon’s treachery. Huon, on the other hand, got promoted to king of the elves.

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    1. These guys seem like miner’s worst nightmares (or at least an itch they can’t scratch). I like! Would a conversion to D&D 5e be do-able? They seem like they’d fit well in my own campaign.

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  2. Hi brynvalk,

    Great topic.

    Over at Tales of a GM I have posted an article about the Summer Fae, hedonistic, gender-neutral faeries from my Kingdom of Eternal Summer. I tried to balance some traditional fae traits, with a hint of danger:

    http://talesofagm.com/?p=4609

    I hope you like them
    Phil

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