Watching the Fae work was great entertainnt as they drank. But the little creatures didn’t stop with just Tian.
Once the Fox was massaged to sleep and grood to their standard, they started in on the hair and beards of the Dwarves, grooming them to perfection.
With Fae Magic and tiny hands, there were no stray hairs, which would save much ti when it was ti to prepare everyone for the wedding ceremony.
It was set for the next afternoon, as most of the guests could only stay a few days, and the Dwarves beards would hold a braid at least that long without any issues.
"Who knew that Dwarves could be so stylish?" Lord Drodh asked as the Fae worked to beautify the guests, who were happy to let them do as they pleased as long as this top quality ale kept coming.
Azov, the Immortal Regent, laughed. "You have no idea. Once upon a ti, the Hill Dwarves had entire clans of raiders who put an imnse amount of work into looking impressive.
The Mountain Dwarves were always less concerned with it, and preferred golden accessories to flashy tattoos and war paint. But it is certainly part of Dwarven culture."
A few of the gathered Dwarves chuckled. There were still Hill Dwarves who wore the old fashions, but the days of Hill Dwarven Raiders were in the distant past.
Once the magic had faded from the surface, even the Hill Dwarves had retreated underground for most of their lives to preserve as much of their magic as they could. That had thoroughly changed their culture.
"Perhaps we should bring back so of the old traditions. I think that being a bit more fashionable might give people a better impression of the Dwarves." Slate joked.
The Fae giggled. "We have Dwarven Tattoo artists here, if you want so proper Dwarven tattoos."
Karl turned to face their conversation.
"You know, one of the ladies is a Witch Doctor, and she’s got a skill for magical tattoos that grant permanent buffs. You should see if she wants to visit your tattoo artists before she has to return ho.
I bet that she would love to know the skill."
One of the Dryads pulsed with magic, and then a second later, he smiled. "The ladies have two volunteers who would like to know how to magical tattoos. The Witch Doctor called Morgana, and the Blood Destruction Demonic Spider called Rae Bloodbath."
Karl rolled his eyes, while Tian sleepily giggled.
Of course, Rae would be interested in an art that involved stabbing people hundreds of tis per second.
Even Cara was interested in the art form. Not so much because it involved stabbing, though that was fun. But because it was graffiti on living creatures.
Cara had zero thoughts of taking paying custors for magical tattoos.
But many thoughts of tattooing sedated or paralyzed people with her desired designs.
The only thing that was likely to stop her was that it was impossible for her to properly hold a tattoo gun in her natural form, and she still didn’t really like being a humanoid.
Her current form was cute, but it felt like a disguise, not just an alternate version of herself the way that the others viewed it.
Thor particularly loved his human appearance, while Rae viewed hers as more of an indoor stealth form, or a noncombat mode. It was less combat capable than her natural form, but better able to navigate smaller spaces, like the interior of a house.
"A toast to the Groom!" Azov declared, raising his tankard high.
"To the Groom. May you be the next Mythic Champion of the Dragon Isles!" The n replied, while Karl raised his mug and bowed politely before downing the ale.
The n’s celebration was much different from the ladies’. While the n got progressively more drunk and told battle stories, the ladies beca progressively more pampered and lazy.
Dana was quite certain that she didn’t have a muscle in her body that held any lingering tension at this point, and her skin was glowing with internal energy in a way that she hadn’t even known was possible for a human.
Truthfully, it was not. But Dana didn’t consider that her advancent had a much more profound effect on her than simply giving her so new skills and changing her beast form.
The magic of the Divine Fox was part of every cell of her body now, intrinsic to her existence.
So, while she considered herself one hundred percent human, from the viewpoint of the Fae, who were much more sensitive to such changes, that was not even close to correct.
And as they were working Fae magic into her body to relax and refresh her, she was beginning to exhibit more and more of the magic of the Divine Foxes that had been locked away by her human bloodline and a lack of training on how to properly utilize it.
Her world had forgotten much during the years since the last resurgence. But the Fae Realm didn’t suffer from any such phenonon, and even among the staff, there were many old enough to have been alive during the last resurgence.
They knew more about how to express a mixed bloodline properly than humanity had forgotten.
For the Chaos Dragon, who had been a friend to the Fae since ti immorial, they would do their very best to make sure that this wedding was a success, and that every single guest gained sothing from their stay.
Whether it was sothing big, or sothing small, did not matter. What mattered was that they brought a touch of the Fae Realm back to their own world. It would slowly establish the link between the two again, not through the actual Fae mana, but through the minds of the people.
The more welcoming the people were to the Fae, the more easily the barrier between the two worlds could be breached. That was the exponential protection function that had been built into the defences of the Fae Realm.
So worlds would never accept them, and would never be able to cross the barrier. Others could be stepped through with little more than a thought.
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