Summer

Summer is a faery, and a wannabe adventurer. She lives in the heart of Drassfell Forest together with the other Fae, though her heart desires more.

 Story

Once upon a warm summer evening, a human traveler entered the mysterious forests of Drassfell. Through a series of events, both fortunate and unfortunate, he found his way into the Faewilds, where the creatures of magic still roam this earth.

Summer watched from a distance as the man continued between the treacherous trees. 'He seems playful', she thought, not noticing the traveler's obvious reluctance to walk between the dark ominous trunks. A small purple glow appeared at the corner of the man's vision. He stopped and slowly turned his head towards the suddenly materializing werelight, but as soon as he did it vanished. Summer uttered a small giggle. He glanced around for the light, but saw nothing in the gloom. He pulled his pack further over his shoulder and nervously continued to walk. The faery flew a couple yards away from him, and to his other side. There she lit her light again. He paused again and looked, but saw nothing. Again and again the light appeared, every time in a different place. His pace quickened into a nervous trot. Summer marveled at her aptitude at this game. Again the light vanished from his sight. He turned his head towards her once more, but she had extinguished the magical flame just in time. He turned his head multiple directions, but found no clue as to what was harassing him. He set off in a full dash, wishing to leave this place behind as fast as he could.

'Oh, a different game!', Summer said to herself, cheerful at the thought. She swiftly gave chase, fluttering her wings with delight. Darting from tree to tree, she tried to pursue the traveler. Her delicate form could hardly keep up though, and his long legs quickly outpaced her. Soon it proved too much for her, and she had to sit down on a fallen branch and catch her breath. She pouted. The man had won this game. After a couple of minutes she regained her composure and darted off again, paying no more thought to the encounter. Soon she found a couple of young hedgehogs that made her forget the man entirely.

However, the traveler was less successful in his attempt to forget. Everywhere he saw flickering lights now, even though none existed. He kept on at a breakneck pace, stumbling over roots and rubble. A treacherous pitfall suddenly appeared before him and in his headlong rush he fell in. Hard was his landing. He slowly sat up, then immediately howled in pain. He had broken his right leg. For several minutes his screams were heard under the dark branches. Then the man passed out.

When he finally woke up, his leg immediately felt better. He groggily looked across, to see a small creature sit upon the knee of his once-broken leg. It was a tiny woman, winged like a butterfly, with her arms wrapped around her legs, sitting on his knee. He blinked. A smile appeared on her delicate face as she watched him come to consciousness.

'Hello!', the creature said, while she waved her tiny hand.

'Whoa! H-Hi...', the man responded, stunned. 'Wha-, who are you?'

'I'm Summer!', came the response.

'Did you just heal my leg?', the man stammered, full of disbelief and confusion. The giggly smile on the faery's face became even wider.

'Yes! I did! Does it feel better now?'

'Uhm, yeah. I guess.'

'Yay! I healed someone!' He could not help to laugh at her enthusiasm.

'Here, I got something for you', he said.

He turned around and rustled in his bag. He tossed some junk on the forest floor. A needle, some buttons, a random scrap of paper. Then he found what he was looking for. He turned back, holding a gold coin in his hand. He was about to say 'for your efforts', when he noticed the tiny creature was no longer paying attention to him. She had picked up the needle he had thrown away and looked at it as if it was pure gold.

'It's a sword! Yay! I have a sword!', she yelled. He started to speak, but she cut him off.

'Thank you, brave adventurer! It is beautiful!'

'N-No problem', he stammered confused yet amused. 'But I'm not an adventurer.'

'You're not?' She looked at him in disbelief, her head cocked to one side.

'No, not really', he said, sitting up. 'I don't have a weapon, and I can't do anything magical, either.'

'Do you want to have my weapon?' She walked across his leg and offered him the needle. He laughed. He was starting to take a liking to this little faery.

'I think that's a little small for me. But I think it suits you.'

'You do?'

'Yes. Very much so.' He paused and stood up. 'So you wanna be an adventurer?'

'Oh yes! More than anything!'

He thought for a moment, then said: 'Hey, uhm, Summer?'

'Yes?'

'Do you want to come with me, maybe?'

'Really? Can I come on an adventure with you?'

He picked her up and set her on his shoulder.

'Yes. Let's have an adventure together! But, uhm, could you maybe show me the way out of here first?'

## Personal Information

### Appearance

Summer appears as any other faery; a small, feminine form no taller than the hand of a maiden. From her back sprout two wings, fragile and translucent as a butterfly's. Their color is a slight purple, as is the tinge to her blond, pixie-cut hair. She wears very few clothes, only using sewn-together leaves to appear somewhat decent.

### Personality

Though her body is small, her mind is quite large. Summer longs to be an adventurer and see the world. She is most curious about the world around her, and she expresses this by flying over to whatever she is inspecting next, only to shy away from it and giggle uncontrollably.

### Powers and Abilities

Summer wields no sword or spear, but is clever in her mind. She has an enchanted pan flute, which she uses to sing her spells and inspire her fellows. Just in case she ever needs to do physical combat she carries with her a small needle, a gift from a human. He gave it to her unintentionally, but she has kept it as a token of their friendship.

## Bonds

She is very close with her human friend, protecting him from harm through use of her faerie magic. While they travel around, she loves to sit on his shoulder and take in the view of places unknown.