Aelwen Sunlitdapple
the Meadowregent Fairy
Named for the interplay of shadow and gold across a field at noon, and the sovereignty of the humblest blade of grass.
Power
Throne's Grace — you can call a circle of mushrooms to mark where a bargain was made; any who break faith with you find their steps tangled by briars for a year and a day.
- Familiar
- a dingy-footed vole named Mote
- Court
- Giltmeadow Court
You will not hold court in stone or timber, though the earth beneath every meadow remembers your name. That refusal cost you the loyalty of several lesser fae, but it taught the wildflowers to greet you first.