Critter Adventures in the Fairelands: Bunlings and the Dungeon Treasure

The journey through scarydark had been long. Bunlings kept stopping and peeking behind them to make sure the strange mirror creatures were not following. They didn’t. Eventually they decided that Faireland magic kept them in the Mirror World and relaxed. 

“Maybe they’re not mean? Maybe they just look all grrrr?”

“Like Matshan?” Bunling flopped his ears thoughtfully. Maybe the Mirror Creatures would be full of good magic too when met.

“Ys.” Both bunlings paused to consider this possibility, then shook their heads.

“There was no critters near, only bones. That’s bad grrr.”

“Yas. Not a weff in sight. Or even a birdy.”

“They can stay in the mirror. No need to hlp out!”

Happy with their decision the bunlings continued following the gigantic glowing mushrooms that towered over them. The corridors were long and dark, but eventually their noses caught a familiar scent.

“Karots!”

Hopping turned into zooming as the bunlings followed their noses straight into the bazaar, and into the carrot container, the true golden treasure of the Bazaar Dungeon.

Bunlings are adventuring in The Bazaar Dungeon at Fantasy Faire. Come join them!

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Critter Adventures in the Fairelands: Sailing in Junction

It is tricksy to cross the sea between Falls of Hope and Aetherea, especially if you’re not a mermaid. Or have a handy snorkel. Or if you cannot really swim, just splash a little in shallow pools for fun.

Fortunately the bunling had come prepared with a mighty ship. He did not really have paddles — nor paw flexibility to use any — but the ship had a big sail, and Fairelands always seemed to help the travelers to get where they were going. The bunling liked that, and wished other lands were as friendly, too.

As he was bravely sailing across the endless ocean, he suddenly noticed a flower crown emerging from the depths, followed by a fishie. There was a moment of excited waving and almost toppling over, then a calmer happy greeting.

The fish said he usually frolics with all his friends in the endless embrace of colours, but sometimes he peeks up at the strange thin water above the cover of the world. Bunling peeked up too, but saw only fluffy clouds in the sky. Then he peeked down and touched his nose to the wet surface, causing ripples. He leaned further… and further… and then almost tumbled over as he saw the colours. So many colours all over, swaying and dancing in the water! 

The newly-found fish-friend straightened the mighty ship and nudged it to follow the right stream, to make sure the bunling would reach land safely. He waved, and waved, and waved some more, until the flower crown vanished from sight. He did not dare to peek into the water again, it had all looked immense and easy to get lost in — even with a snorkel — but he kept thinking about the colours. One day he’d learn how to bubble safely and go back. One day he’d also frolic in the colours with fish friends.

The bunling is sailing in Fairelands Junction, visiting Fantasy Faire, which is still open until May 7th!

The mighty ship is {RW} Pools of Ethuil Memoria Caravel by Roawenwood, available of course at the Faire, in Roawenwood’s store at Pools of Ethuil.

Bunling by !Ohmai, fishie by +Half-Deer+.

Critter Adventures in the Fairelands: Addler in Tiny Town

Addler was not quite certain why hoomans called good things a heaven. Heaven was blue and white and sometimes even rainy. Regardless, he had heard the expression often enough to ponder whether this could be one. He had never seen so many waffles anywhere in his life! He had lived long, too, at least all the pawfuls! It was a mountain of waffles, and more were appearing all the time, like magic!

He sniffed around in case this was Matshan’s doing — when things appeared out of nowhere, it often was — but could smell just the waffles, and various critter scents, and more waffles! He waddled closer to the waffle shower. Closer. Clooooooser.

When one dropped on his head he finally believed they were real. He took a bite, then another. Then another. Three waffles later he remembered to look around in case there were any potential waffle treasure owners glaring at him, but nope. He was alone. Alone with a mountain of waffles!

Five more waffles later he felt his tummy rounding up from the golden treasure, and he plopped down, letting the waffles rain on him. The world was golden and squareish and delicious smelling. He felt fuzzy-headed and after a little while flopped backwards, letting the waffles half-bury him. World was wonderful. Waffles were wonderful. Perhaps… perhaps world was a waffle. Yes. In his sugar-induced higher meditative state, this felt like the most profound truth of all time.

World is delicious and intoxicating and fulfilling and sometimes exhausting.

World is a waffle.

Addler is visiting Fantasy Faire, enjoying the waffle rain in Tiny Town. Come join him!

Critter Adventures in the Fairelands: Bunlings in Aetherea


“Oooooooooooo.” Bunlings exhaled their astonishment in unison, a small soft sound echoing over the temples.

“It’s all shiny!” One exclaimed, then lowered his voice to a whisper. “‘n prittiful ‘n there’s fishies!”

“Floaty magic! I wonder if there’s floaty upside hoomans living there, too.”

“Think we’ll be upside down if we go there?” The smaller bunling tilted her head and almost tumbled over from the roof where their floating flower vehicle had landed.

“I see green things!” There was paw-pointing toward the lawn, and happily perked ears.

“Let’s-” A pause, a glance down, a glance at not-good-at-climbing-paws, then both turned toward the floaty flower and hopped on once more, just to let it glide gently down.

“Now let’s look clos-” Another pause, and both bunlings sniffed the air.

“It smells like Matshan! Allover Matshan! ‘s like home!”

“Also smells of flowers and candles and and… magic and gudspirits!”

“Let’s go say hai!”

Bunlings hopped and bopped allover, checked under the benches and cushions, nosed trees and flowers, clambered up big stairs to even bigger buildings, headtilted at each bell sound until they eventually found stairs leading to what seemed like scattered flowers and food.

“I think the gudspirits are invisible. Makes sense, less hoomans bothering them.”

“Look, hoomans leave things for them to nom! We should, too.”

After a slow clambering and dragging of a big carrot up the stairs one by one, the bunlings finally laid the vegetable next to the other gifts on the shrine.

“Hello, gudspirits! We come from Ambar. Everyone says hai!”

“You smell like home, so we must be friends! We brought you a karot. It’s very tasty.”

The bunlings stayed silent for a while, as to listen, ears tilting from one side to another. Then both bopped a small bow and hop-tumbled down the shrine, leaving the offering next to the flowers and incense to delight the spirits.

Bunlings are visiting Fantasy Faire, come join them in Aetherea!

Critter Adventures in the Fairelands: Bunlings Are Not Lost

“Do you think we’re lost?” The smaller bunling asked.

“Nope, we’re right here!” The slightly bigger one wiggled his nose knowingly.

“But I thought we should be elsewhere!” She peeked over the petals of the floating chrysanthemum they were using as a traveling device.

“Ohyas.” The bigger bunling scratched his ear thoughtfully. “Ladybun said we’d recognize it from the scent of waffles. ‘n gud arts on the walls.”

Smaller bunling peeked over another petal. “Dunsee any arts.” She sniffed the air. “‘n the air smells gudforesty. All leaves ‘n growing things ‘n flowers ‘n happicritters ‘n that nosetickling whiff!”

“‘s Faireland scent. The magic tickles.”

Smaller bunling examined her paws ‘n then patted her nose with them. “All tingly, too.”

“We couuuld land ‘n have a picnic!”

“But but… Ladybun said ‘s important to go to the waffle place.”

The floating chrysanthemum slowly moved onward, leaving bunlings staring at the forest with wiggly noses and tails.

“…when we have waffled, let’s come back.”

“Yas. But first we’ll waffle!”

~

Fantasy Faire is open, and welcoming all the Fairelanders home. There’s fifteen whole regions for you to explore, a quest with treasures in the end, roleplay, dance performances, Literary Festival, endless DJ parties and of course shopping!

Bunlings are traveling on a 14)Air_Flower Lantern_Water lily cream_TM from a gacha by Air, available in Erstwhile. The stunning forest they are flying over is Astrid’s Nemeton, which houses the One Team Initiative and the second performance stage. (Yes, there are so many performances that two stages were needed for scheduling.) Bunlings themselves are by Ohmai.

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Growth of a Forest Fae

They begin their lives as petite fae, dancing with the lights on the bottom of the forest, on its waters and moss-covered hills. Their wings, their magic, can barely hold them afloat, but as they explore, as they dance, their enchantments grow stronger.

They practice by flying higher, landing on branches as large as roads, walking on them with tiny steps until trying to reach the higher foliage again.

On their way higher they begin to grow. The forest is ancient and it takes them years to fly up, years as they grow in size and magic. The foliage begins to thin, small beams of light tease them, lure them higher.

Then one day they break through the leaves into the light and touch the dawn. It is a blinding moment after the safety of the dark embrace of forest shadows. Blinding moment of growth when all the roads are not only open, but non-existent. Sky is open, sky has no limits.

The last weekend of Fantasy Faire 2017 is upon us. The official event program ends on Sunday, but we will have a six-hour closing party on Monday to wrap things up thoroughly. The Fairelands stay open for visitors through May 4th, so feel welcome to stay, explore, shop and quest!

Pictures taken in Fantasy Faire: Fairelands Junction.

Petite: Fallen Gods Inc. – Night Sparkle* at Fantasy Faire: The Rose
Skin, hair, outfit: Fallen Gods Inc. – Spirit Opal Aura* at Fantasy Faire: The Rose
Particle Magic: Cole’s Corner – Valkyrie Ocean Aura
Poses: Astalianda – Infinity 1 & 5 | Exposeur – Underwater 1 | NanTra – Defying Gravity 2 | Astalianda – The Spirit of Faire

Living at The Rose

The statues at The Rose are alive. You wouldn’t know it at first glance as they stand on their pedestals, pose in their carefully selected spots, frozen in moments of activity. You wouldn’t — couldn’t — guess, but it is true. Their sculptor imbued them with life and spirit full of humor and mischief.

The moment you glance away, they end up giving merry buntoinettes unicorn rides and playing Fantasy Football with pigeons. When you glance back, they’re gone, only the sudden breeze revealing that something incredibly fast zoomed by. The breeze and a faint eeeeeee-sound in the wind.

When playing with their flesh-and-blood friends, they often pretend to freeze back to statues again. That way you might see statues where there wasn’t any yesterday, nor will there be tomorrow. When asked, the blame is always on the Magician tending to The Rose. The statues couldn’t move on their own, after all. Especially not in the Fairelands.

Pictures taken in Fantasy Faire: The Rose.
Statues by meadowWorks at The Rose.