HighDame/Sir: [to be determined], the Winter Knight
Foredame Noli Fernling Embassy Arbiter and Captain of all knights within the Embassy, Noli hails from the same shores that the Doe and the Fox do. Elder Noli walks the time between night and day, protecting the tether of mist bordering the realm of the fae from the human realm. She is entwined with the spirits of the land.
Lady Amber Dæg Born of sea and lure, a serpent-sidhe arrived in the liminal Blue Hour just before dawn. The cold of twisting seas opened into spring crossings, where she treads new shores with shells and blue calibrachoa blooms wreathed in her hair. Studies with sirens dulcet seduction in her song, revenge kept afar by a harp.
Nemo the Fair It was human, once, before it was stolen away. It may be human again some-day, if it tries and wishes with all its heart. It loves the Sun and the springtime and to tell stories to little ones.
Keolwyn Ui’ Dailleach Some say this bard came to be by way of druid kissing sidhe; others whisper starcrossed tales of a borogrove and jubjub bird. The truth, of course, lies betwixt between. A bit of a mad inventor with feathers askew, his only constant is to be found in his workshop under the unlight of a new moon.
Bunnie Benton Bunnie is a maximalist fairy from New York City who believes joy is meant to be worn boldly. Through fashion, creativity, and community, she encourages others to embrace color, whimsy, and self-expression. Her wings sparkle brightest when helping others discover their own magic.
House of Evening
High Lady: Ivy Darkling, the Summer’s Fox
High Sir: Grifo Opinici, the Summer Knight
Lavender Emberwyn The Librarian of the Embassy, this book fairy tends to the fae realm’s forgotten works, collecting stories that have slipped through the cracks of memory. Guardian and trickster, she’ll guide a wandering soul to exactly the book they need… but may also leave them with one they weren’t quite ready to read.
Mazikeen Born of desert dusk’s mystery, this djinn appears to those who have wandered furthest from hope. She walks beside the lost, guiding to a hidden oasis whose waters reveal only when all seems forsaken. When your tongue is parched, she is the chant of desire on your breath. Wherever she drifts, the oasis blooms.
Bur’melia Larkspur A loudspoken brownie who loves to steal trinkets, so keep an eye on your shines! If you do happen to give this little curmudgeon a true brownie gift, you may get a moment to peruse her basket of ‘repossessed goods.’ She’s not giving you the trinket, oh no! She just happens to have her head turned, if only for a moment.
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