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Vila Wolf's Dyslexic Folklorist Ranting

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Hmm... I've got a strange and bizarre mind. I know what you're saying, doesn't everyone on the internet? I can say this, I'm not for everyone. It was once said that I've got a razor wit, a dark sarcasm and one hell of a twisted sense of humor. I like horror, I am a folklorist and I smoke. "Let me share something with you, a secret, We believe what we want to believe....the rest is all smoke and mirrors." - Arnaud de Fohn Posts I've Liked
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Name: Leanan Sidhe

Alternate Names: Leannan Si, Fairy Lover, Leanan Sith, Lhiannan Shee

Mythology: Celtic, Scottish & Manx

Size: Medium, the size of a female human

Environment: Anywhere beauty, inspiration and art is found.

In Mythika: Beautiful vampiric nymphs which were once Muse but they got bitten by Strigoi and turned into Leanan Sidhe. Unlike the Strigoi which feed only on blood, the Leanan Sidhe feeds on inspiration, creativity and life-energy, they often fake being a Muse and slowly drain a gifted or talented youngster until nothing remains but an empty shell devoid of creativity and inspiration, which now belongs to the Sidhe. Bards, poets and artists all seek out Muses to gain more inspiration from them so a Leanan Sidhe never has to travel far to find potential victims, they often come to them. Leanan Sidhe are extremely vain and selfish and all talent they destroy doesn’t bother them at all, as long as she herself becomes better from it. In Mythika the Leanan Sidhe can summon hopelessly devoted Bards to her side in battle, they fight for her and they also help her regenerate hitpoints, as she just drains them of life to keep herself healthy. Each encounter with a Leanan Sidhe will be a random one as there are many different types of Leanan Sidhe game-sprites, each color has its own dress, and Leanan Sidhe enjoy wearing creative and bizarre dresses, you have a yellow, red, purple, black, white, gold, silver, Light blue, teal, magenta, pink, green, dark green, orange, Brown and Indigo dressed Leanan Sidhe in Mythika, this is just a sprite-matter to make these creatures of inspiration more diverse, they have the same abilities and powers.

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Name: Poludnica

Alternate Names: Poludnitsa, Lady Midday, Noon Nymph

Mythology: Slavic Mythology, also Russian Mythology

Size: Medium, like a normal human female

Environment: Grain Fields, Farmer lands

In Mythika: The evil nymphs of intense heat, solar rays, harvest, hard labor and heatstroke’s. Poludnica’s are very dangerous Nymphs that use her long golden hair to hide half their faces which appear to be severely burned, using their two scythe-like weapons to behead her mostly male victims with. Poludnica can only exist in the light of day, and when the night comes they magically disappear to an unknown place, they can’t cross shadows and so they are limited to the sunlight, midday and the late morning when the sun is strongest, this makes them a grumpy lot and attacks are mostly out of jealousy or out of vengeance for treating the plants of harvest badly. Poludnica are powerful fae and they can summon burning rays of sunlight from above to burn their enemies and victims, they can cause heatstroke’s in people and burn away entire harvests with their power over heat, they can also imbue weapons with burning heat qualities, doing both physical and elemental damage. Their touch is so hot they will burn the skin of anyone they touch, they easily melt metal with their aura’s. In the field the Poludnica is queen and all other evil Nymphs respect her.

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“Spriggans is the name given to a family of fairies in Cornish folklore, they are the closely related to the Piskies, but were generally believed to be darker and more dangerous than their mischievous cousins. Whereas Piskies are generally described as being cheerful and fun loving, Spriggans are more spiteful and full of malice, directed at humans in the form of evil tricks.”

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Household Spirits: Brownies

A good woman had just made a web of linsey-woolsey, and, prompted by her good nature, had manufactured from it a snug mantle and hood for her little Brownie. Not content with laying the gift in one of his favourite spots, she indiscreetly called to tell him it was there. This was too direct, and Brownie quitted the place, crying,
A new mantle and a new hood; Poor Brownie! ye ‘ll ne’er do mair gude!"
~The Fairy Mythology at Sacred Texts

Brownies, also known as house-elves, are the fae of the home. As legend goes, they live in the unused parts of the houses of Men, and often help out around the home with cleaning and other domestic chores. Their mythology tends to be based in Scotland and northern England, and they are fiercely loyal to their families.

One of the key signs that you may have a brownie in your home is small acts of domestic felicity- dishes cleaned, food lasting longer than it should, having just enough of something you need even though you thought it was gone, having convenient things turn up when you need them.

Brownies are shy and quiet creatures, who mostly keep to themselves. They’re said to be talkative among themselves, but they rarely show themselves to the humankind of their houses, except perhaps to the head of the house once, or perhaps to a child.

If you would like to honor the brownies of your house, then please do not offend them by offering payment for services rendered! Folklore is full of stories of brownies leaving their households and taking their luck with them, because someone was indiscreet and offered them payment.

Instead, when you make up a batch of oatmeal, add a touch of honey to it, and leave a bowl of it somewhere quiet and out of the way, and then leave it be. Remember that this is a gift to a cherished member of your household, not payment to a servant!

Good luck, and let me leave you with a short story of what Brownies can do, and the hazards of doing something to/for them, without their consent!

A Brownie once lived with Maxwell, Laird of Dalswinton, and was particularly attached to the Laird’s daughter, the comeliest lass in all the holms [island] of Nithadale. In all her bye affairs Brownie was her confidant and assistant; when she was married, it was Brownie who undressed her for the bridal bed; and when a mother’s pains first seized her, and a servant, who was ordered to go fetch the cannie wife [midwife], who lived on the other side of the Nith, was slow in getting himself ready, Brownie, though it was one of dark December’s stormy nights, and the wind was howling through the trees, wrapped his lady’s fur cloak about him, mounted the servant’s horse, and dashed through the waves of the foaming Nith. He went to the cannie wife, got her up behind hint, and, to her terror and dismay, plunged again into the torrent. “Ride nae by the auld pool," [‘Ride not by the old pool] said she, “lest we suld meet wi’ Brownie." [In case we should meet with Brownie]. “Fear nae, dame," [Fear not, lady] replied he, “ye ‘ve met a’ the Brownies ye will meet. [You’ve met all the Brownies you will meet]" He set her down at the hall steps, and went to the stable. There finding the lad, whose embassy be had discharged, but drawing on his boots, he took off the bridle, and by its vigorous application instilled into the memory of the loitering loon the importance of dispatch. This was just at the time of the Reformation, and a zealous minister advised the Laird to have him baptised. The Laird consented, and the worthy minister hid himself in the barn. When Brownie was beginning his night’s work, the man of God flung the holy water in his face, repeating at the same time the form of baptism. The terrified Brownie gave a yell of dismay, and disappeared for ever.
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The Truth About Faeries AKA: They Are Not All Tiny Things

So, I know that this is a Bad Ass Women Through History blog, but it’s also a mythology blog. What does Mythology dip into? Faerie world.

I’ve seen a lot of things perusing the “Faerie” tag here on Tumblr, and a lot of it…seems to be…Misinformed. I’ve seen a lot of posts that sit there and act like faeries are these tiny little jovial winged creatures. Like, oh they love to hang out in your garden and they’re so kind, and they’re silly and let’s all dance with them! We can feed them honey and sugar water and be their friend!!!!

Now before I get a bunch of people on my ass all like “YES THEY ARE I SAW THEM!” I just want to say that I happen to be a very informed person on this. I’ve been OBSESSED with the fae since I was in middle school. Not only that, my boyfriend is a cultural anthropologist with a specialty in folklore. He has read nearly every folklore book there is. He’s also extremely Irish. He was ALSO there for the last days of Tara, he heard the song on the forest, he was laughed at by the wind, he rubbed his eyes at the wisp at the edge of the wood. So…please trust me when I say I know what I’m talking about.

I’m not saying that there aren’t tiny fae out there, but I want to get one thing straight.

There are a GAJILLION different TYPES of creatures in the fae world!

You’ve got your pixies, your dryads, your nymphs, your trolls, your brownies, your kelpies, your will o’ wisps, your gnomes, your dullahan, your Bean Sidhe, and every subcategory of sidhe.

So…it’s not just ONE creature. Sure, some are tiny and winged, like pixies. Some like to hang out in your house and steal your shit, like brownies.

But not all…and this is why what I’m about to say is important. It goes for most creatures that take the name “Fae”.

  • Don’t believe any of that crap you see in romance books or Disney movies. There is no such thing as a nice, good, Glinda-like faerie.
  • Common names are “Fae of the Mounds”, “Aos Si”, “Aes Sidhe”, “Daoine Sidhe”, and “Daoine Sith”.
  • Anyone with Gaelic roots would probably not call Them by name. If you call Their name, it attracts Them; and most people would not want that. Which is why it’s better to just refer to them as…well Them. Or The Good Neighbors. Or The Good Children.
  • They would treat a human life like a toddler with a new toy. They could love you with the passion of heaven, and then kill you out of boredom on a whim.
  • You should NEVER ask for a favor, unless you intend to return one.

The Aes Sidhe:

  • They are considered the most powerful of the fae creatures. They are the most battle worthy and vindictive people. They have immense passion. When they love, they LOVE, when they hate, they hate you for a hundred generations.
  • They’re considered the forefathers of all modern faerie creatures, and held in the same regard as gods.
  • They look like incredibly beautiful humans. They blend in easily with humans, and have bred with humans.

Fae of all kinds:

  • They hate humanity as a whole, and tolerate human company only minimally.
  • Annoying a Sidhe is putting your sanity in peril. When They speak, you need to listen, whatever they say tends to be important. If they are silent, LEAVE THEM ALONE.
  • They tend not to want to be involved in other people’s problems. It can be seen as selfish, but most of the time They just know more than you need to know at the time.
  • NEVER FUCK WITH THEIR HOMES, OR ANYTHING THEY TAKE AS THEIR HOME. They’re possessive like crazy.
  • As of now, it is considered that They live in Tir Na Nog. Though lots have kind of settled in Ireland.
  • They are not good nor evil, just rather selfish.
  • There is an extremely rare chance that they would ever go into a human city. Cities are full of mechanics, iron, steel, pollution, and negative emotions. None of these things are near their cup of tea. If you even live near a city, it’s highly unlikely you’ll ever see one.

In my opinion, I think that everyone should just think of the fae people as like an all powerful mob. Don’t piss them off, be incredible respectful.

And some pointers for less than familiar people:

  • Do not tell them your name.
  • Answer questions intelligently, like with another question, but be respectful.
  • Never eat their food.
  • If there is an Ash or Rowan tree in your yard, DO NOT CUT IT DOWN. Those are protection trees.
  • Never cross a faerie circle.
  • Never cross an oracle circle.
  • Never follow them.
  • Ask permission before entering any wood. If you get the feeling that you shouldn’t be in there, then leave. It means you shouldn’t be in there.
  • Never dance with them.

That last one is a problem I see a lot of. Fae do play jokes, but their jokes…not always the same as human jokes. For example, if you dance with them…they could bewitch you so that you dance until your feet are bloody nubs. Why? Because they find it funny.

So please take these things into consideration the next time you’re wandering around a wooded area, or thinking that they’re all just tiny happy jovial creatures that will hang out in your house.

Be respectful to the fae culture, please. They hate stereotypes as much as any other culture or people.

And that’s all from me!

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