Welcome to Avalon, human *Banshee smiles sarcastically when she sees the earcorks* I see that Puck has warned you about me...
This is the magical island of Avalon, homeland of the third race *turns and points towards a castle on the hills* There's the Avalon's castle, where our king, the mighty Oberon, resides with his wife, our queen, Titania *turns back to you and gives you a half smile* But humans can't go there. The throne hall is closed to them, by a decreed of Oberon himself
We, Children of Oberon, are creatures of great power, born with natural magic and inmortals *lifts her head proudly* Our inmortality resides in the fact that, since we left out our adolescence we don't age anymore... forever. It explains easily why Oberon sent us to the human world for 1000 years to learn humility *grumbles something with her acute voice but you, as you have your earcorks on, can't hear what she said*
Now it's impossible to hide that our weak point is iron. That damn metal is inmune to our magic and merely touching it we're hurt. It's impossible to hide because somebody, sooner or later, will tell you; so that, I prefer to tell it to you by myself
At this moment we share the island with a Gargoyles clan, the ones who were eggs when the Wyvern Castle was devastated. 1000 years after that, here, they're young gargoyles *nods* Yes, time is different in here. One hour in here means a whole day in the human world... Then, be carefully with the time you spend in Avalon... *smirks* They say that time flies when you're having a good time
Enjoy the delightful sight of our meadows, smell the sea beating the high cliffs, taste the sweet fruits from the gardens, hear the songs of the faes... *sighs, imaginign the delights she's relating and turns to you* And then come back to your grey and tasteless human world, mortal. Life won't be the same after spending a few minutes on paradise...