[Emery pouts a little and briefly sticks out his tongue with a blech noise before dutifully moving on to more serious considerations. The laws of the fae realm aren’t that different from that of the human realm, really- varying from area to area, following certain trends like “don’t kill people, usually” or “don’t steal stuff,” etc.]
…Don’t eat or drink anything that you haven’t paid for or been invited to partake in. Even if it just seems to be something like wild fruit, there’s a good chance some fae nearby will consider it part of their territory or part of themselves, and get tetchy about it.
[Emery absently slides a hand down to fiddle with Zel’s cloak tie.]
The thing about fairies is that they’re basically nature spirits, so you can’t be entirely sure if a random rock you find by the road or a tree or whatever is actually alive in some way it normally isn’t. Most things won’t be, but you know… Just be polite and respectful to whoever and whatever you meet. Use your common sense.
[Emery’s gaze then flicks to the red, jewel-like pin at the front of Zel’s cloak, and for the next few moments he makes more eye contact with his own tiny, distorted red reflection than he does with Zel.]
And I should do all the talking with Calanthe, or the Field Lord if he calls me in… It’ll go smoother if they’re not aware you’re around or paying any attention to you.
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on 2023-10-17 01:32 am (UTC)…Don’t eat or drink anything that you haven’t paid for or been invited to partake in. Even if it just seems to be something like wild fruit, there’s a good chance some fae nearby will consider it part of their territory or part of themselves, and get tetchy about it.
[Emery absently slides a hand down to fiddle with Zel’s cloak tie.]
The thing about fairies is that they’re basically nature spirits, so you can’t be entirely sure if a random rock you find by the road or a tree or whatever is actually alive in some way it normally isn’t. Most things won’t be, but you know… Just be polite and respectful to whoever and whatever you meet. Use your common sense.
[Emery’s gaze then flicks to the red, jewel-like pin at the front of Zel’s cloak, and for the next few moments he makes more eye contact with his own tiny, distorted red reflection than he does with Zel.]
And I should do all the talking with Calanthe, or the Field Lord if he calls me in… It’ll go smoother if they’re not aware you’re around or paying any attention to you.