200 years old and counting.
Born of a wood nymph and a fairy, a
crossbreed that was loved and accepted
in her forest community for nearly two
centuries as a priestess among those of
the fairy realm. She is almost two and a
half feet tall by human standards, with
those small magical abilities granted to
her just by being one of the fae, including
golden hair that changes colors with the
seasons, and wings that change color
with the nymph’s often unpredictable
temperament. This temperament often
requires discipline from the dominant
women around her, which the fairy usually
succeeds in getting out of by some
manner of mirth or mayhem. Only few
know that she has the ability to become
smaller or larger as the need arises,
fitting into a flower for a nap or fitting
against a human lovers body to make
things a bit more comfortable.
Lyea stayed in the forest of her birth
until ravished and stolen away by a human
woman warrior named Ashwin, whom the
fae grew to cherish more than her own
life. Together they traveled through
deep forests and high dales to find a
community of women where the couple
could be together in peace, human and
fairy, Dominant and submissive. But
Ashwin faced another calling in her
homeland, and the wood nymph has been
left in the care of the warriors of the
tribe until her beloved returns home one
day.
In the meantime, she will continue
“obeying” her queen, helping with herbal
preparations and acting as a sort of
sentry for the tribe, as well as causing no
small amount of exasperation among the
women of the tribe she has so come to
love.
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