He considers thoughtfully.

"How exactly are you going to 'walk up to them' if you can't see them?  Even with your companion's observations and descriptions, you won't know exactly where to look, and you won't be able to track them quickly if they move around..."

"I may not have to know where they are in order to speak to them. Speaking out into the open might work. If I can make myself intriguing enough, they may want to make contact with me. Alternatively, I could try singing to them. If music has power, maybe a suitably friendly song could summon them."

He nods thoughtfully.

"I know not what path is best, but the Sovereign One has brought you here for just such a time as this."

"Walk prayerfully, and may He guard and guide your steps."

I offer a short prayer to God for wisdom in this situation, and spend a few minutes attempting to rewrite a song for the purposes of befriending fae. I eventually decide on a short retooling of the "Welcome Song" from My Little Pony.

I then consult Korax as to the faes' location and follow his directions. ::Please let me know where they are and what they are doing, but do so surreptitiously.::

After leaving my gun where I was sitting (in case the fae are intimidated by its appearance), I walk to a position approximately 20 feet from the fae, using Korax to let me know when I have reached such a position, or if the fae look like they want to bolt. As I walk, I remove a quarter from my stash of change and keep it in my hand. Not that I think that they will immediately be able to tell that they are my targets; after all, they believe themselves to be hidden from my eyes.

I then call out to them in a voice that I try to make as friendly as possible: "Hello there! How might you be doing this fine day? My name is Christopher and I am a friend. I would very much like to meet you, and perhaps chat a bit. Who knows?" I then hold my quarter up. "Maybe we can trade more than words if such an arrangement would be pleasing to you."
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OOC: Have you already sung the song you composed, or did you compose it to keep in readiness for singing later?  O_o

Composed it in readiness. I wanted it as a backup.

RPoL Dice Roller:

23:56, Today: GM, on behalf of Christopher, rolled 18 using 3d10.  GE Fae Intro.

You continue to hear only the sounds of wind and water, birds and sheep.

:: A swift departure.  There are now none to be seen. ::

I click my tongue with frustration. "Might as well try singing." I think to myself.

I spend a couple of seconds running through the improvised retooling of the "Welcome Song". Thankfully, the original was very short, and mostly applicable.

I clear my throat, and begin singing in a loud and, hopefully, jolly tone.

"Greetings! Greetings! Greetings! Some fine greetings to you!
Greetings! Greetings! Greetings! I say: how do you do?
Greetings! Greetings! Greetings! I say: hip! Hip! Hooray!
Greetings! Greetings! Greetings! I'd like to meet you fae!"

I try to strike a friendly gesture by reaching my hand out like I want a handshake.

RPoL Dice Roller:

22:44, Today: GM, on behalf of Christopher, rolled 11 using 3d10.  GE Welcome Song.

Several heartbeats later...

:: They are coming back, but they look wary... ::

Several more heartbeats later...

"Who are you, laddie?  And how did you know we were here?"
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A thought quickly crosses my mind: "If they are wary, especially when their cover is blown, openness may be the best move."

I try and speak in a calming voice. "I am called Christopher. You have no need to be concerned about me, for I want nothing more than to speak with you as a potential friend. I am what might be called a 'student of culture' from a far away land, and interaction with others is beloved by me. As a sign of good faith, I will tell you how I am able to see you. Korax, come forth. I send a telepathic command, just in case he can't hear my voice.

When Korax is visible, I hold out my hand to receive him. After he lands, I speak. "This is my faithful friend and companion." I say while petting him. "His eyes are far sharper than mine, and it is with his help that I was able to 'see' you." I pet him a little bit more.

"What say you, good fae? Would you be willing to at least speak with me for bit? There is no need to unveil yourself, if it makes you uncomfortable."

At the border between the grassy clearing you are standing in and the nearest trees, you see a small figure step out from behind a tree, though the deep shade makes it difficult to discern many details.

"Do you want to take a walk with me then, son of Adam?"

Next to the speaker, you see a path stretching from the edge of your grassy clearing into the nearby trees...
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I think to myself: "If folktales are any indication, it may not be the wisest idea to, for want of a better phrase, enter the faelands. At the same time, since I've gone through all the trouble of making contact, I'd better be prepared to interact on their terms."

I answer: "I would be honored to accompany you. Would you be willing to allow me to inform my friend of my absence. I do not believe that it would do to simply leave him without saying a word."

GM Question: What can I tell about the fae creature's appearance? Is the voice masculine or feminine?
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The creature steps further out from the deep shade, and nods.  She has the appearance and voice of a female child, reminding you somewhat of Chibi-style anime, though something in the eyes also hints of an age far older.

"It is well.  Do you speak of the man, or the dog, or both?"

Her fae nature and 'botanical' appearance cause a thought to cross my mind. "It would probably be best to show a greater affinity for nature."


"I, of course, mean both." I say with a smile.

I then go back to Chasah and his dog. "I have managed to make contact with one of the fae. She wishes for me to take a walk with her. I believe that doing so may be the best way to resolve this situation peacefully. I just wanted to let you know, so that it doesn't look like I just decided to abandon you."

The older man considers quietly, and nods.

"Such walks can be... perilous... but we are in the hands of the Sovereign One.  This may be the start of the path that you were Chosen for.  I will pray for you, Christopher Chosen."

He embraces you, and the sheepdog gives you a single bark with a wagging tail...

"Thank you for the warning. I will keep that in mind."

Did I learn the dog's name? If I didn't I ask for it.

I then say: "Take good care of your master, <insert dog's name here>."

Keleb barks again, and gives you an enthusiastic lick...

"Good boy." I say as I pet the dog.

"See you later, Chasah."

I then walk back to the fae. "Thank you for waiting. Shall we be off?"

She looks approvingly at your interactions with both Korax and Keleb, and nods at your query.

"The raven, the sheepdog, the sheep, and the shepherd all seem to think well of you.  It is well.  Let us walk together, Christopher Chosen..."

She turns to walk the path with you, her eyes regarding you thoughtfully as she speaks your name.

After a few steps, she speaks again.

"You spoke of interaction, but you also spoke of trading more than words.  What do you seek, Christopher Chosen?  And what do you offer in return?"

I nod and think to myself. "Too bad I suck at haggling. I guess that I have to hope that this, no doubt, much older being known for her cunning. Doesn't try to take me for a ride."

"Well, at first, I simply wished to request that you and your friends refrain from bothering the sheep that we were trying to herd. However, I later became curious as about you and your kind. Perhaps the extra effort required to make contact with you piqued my interest. So, I suppose, first, may I ask what the going rate of 'not bothering the sheep' is?"

She grins as her eyes sparkle in merriment.

"'Bothering'?  Dear me, it is not so, Christopher Chosen.  Our playtime with the sheep and with the sheepdog was all in good fun, and they found it as entertaining as we did."

"'Tis true that it made you work a bit harder, but that was all to the good as well.  Did you not get more practice in a skill that you seek to master?  And did it not lead to an interaction that you desired?"

"But you spoke of 'first', so I perceive there are other matters you wish to trade.  And, perhaps, they are yet closer to your heart?  Be not shy to share them with me, Christopher Chosen, for we can scarcely trade well if we know not what is sought..."

I think to myself: "Yes, of course she would talk like this. I don't know what I was expecting. We barely know each other and she wants me to show my entire hand immediately. I better watch myself, or she might claim my soul or something."

I address her with a nod and friendly smile. "Fair enough, I suppose. What must I trade to learn more about you and your people? I know that your kind enjoy play and that you are generally invisible to humans but, aside from that, I am distressingly ignorant."
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Her eyes dance playfully.

"You would know about us?"

"Well, you have observed a little, and deduced a little, but is that the best you can do?"

"There are yet more kernels to be gleaned in the field you seek to harvest from."

"Consider well... and then tell me what else you know about us..."

"Hmm... Well, I believe that you are capable of choosing whom or what you hide from. You don't seem generally to fancy humans being able to observe your ways. You seem to have regard for animals and some desire to play with them. My guess is that you are older than you look. You seem to either be made of or, at least, wearing plants. You seem to be able to observe people at reasonably long distances. And you seem to know that I am Chosen. I would like to know what your culture is like, however, as I only seem to be able to glean from the surface. For that matter, what is your name? If I am not getting too personal, that is. I do not wish to offend."

I think: "You also seem to like to give people the runaround when answering questions."
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Her slightly teasing expression softens.

"That is a fair question, as I do know your name, and as I exhorted you not to be shy.  It is well."

A dimple appears as she smiles and curtsies.

"I am Khabatstsehleth, but you may call me Rose.  Well met, Christopher Chosen."

She resumes walking, looking slightly more thoughtful.

"You seek knowledge of us, and that can certainly be from friendliness, 'tis true.  But knowledge is power, Christopher Chosen.  There are many dangers in this world, so we are careful about what we share and who we share it with."

She looks into your eyes, regarding you with an appraising gaze.

"You spoke of friendship more than once, Christopher Chosen.  'Twas a passing fancy?  Or did you speak in earnest?  Why would you seek to be a faerie friend?"
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