|Chapter Three: Friends and Enemies|
The common notion is that boggans are all essentially seelie, much the same way that redcaps are, by and large, unseelie. This notion is no doubt due to our infamous “frailty” as a kith, the call of the needy. There is no doubt that the majority of our kith is indeed seelie, but the number of us who go unseelie might surprise you. The reason being, that unseelie boggans are often taken to be seelie or in fact hide their dominant legacy. They are mistakenly identified as seelie because they still value hard work and answer the call of the needy, both things more associated with seelie dogma then unseelie. And the reason why many unseelie boggans pretend to be seelie is so that they can maintain their positions in our seelie-dominated society. You see, boggans, far more then any other kith, are entrenched in both noble and commoner freeholds; which are in turn usually held by members of the seelie court.
Just as the two of us can sit together under one roof, though,our kith doesn’t have a lot of tension where court preference is concerned. That’s partially due to how tightly knit we are as a kith. Remember, that anyone at all can turn to a boggan it time of need, but another boggan is welcome at any time at all. And it’s also due to how well we’ve mastered the art of being civil, an important trait when you’re inherently smaller then everyone else. So most of the time, boggans forego discussions about court codes, legacies, and all that.
But remember to keep that bit about there being more unseelie of us then it seems and how we all tend to get along under your hat. Not all of the sidhe are fools and many of them are well aware of how integrated we are into their freeholds. In order to maintain their trust in us it’s necessary that we don’t disrupt the illusion that there are very few unseelie boggans and that those few are constantly being sought out by our seelie numbers. Of course there are enough times when we as kith do need to intervene and remove a boggan from his position that the other kithain think we’re policing ourselves well enough on our own that we’re left to our own affairs. Of course on those occasions when our hand is forced, the perpetrator is almost always a) an extremely abusive and obvious ravager, b) a boggart, or c) a boggan who is frightfully close to becoming dauntain.Seelie
There’s certainly something to be said for the balance created by the traditional system of dual rule. But I, for one, have enjoyed a seelie dominated society over the past few decades. The Escheat tends to be more heavily enforced under seelie rule, and that suits me just fine.
The Seelie Code
Death before dishonor.
What does it mean for a boggan to have honor? Some people call us doormats, and if that’s what they think- that’s just fine. We have always stood strong on the tenets of respect, and basic rights, of all the fae. To treat any fellow kithain without respect and equality- without justifiable reason to do otherwise- undermines the very principles on which we exist, and rots the heart from the inside. We look after our own hearts, and if others don’t respect us in turn, well, that’s their own damnation. Our kith remembers more than any other the old laws of hospitality. Although we are cautious when dealing with certain kiths, all are welcome to partake of a warm hearth, good food, and flowing balefire. That’s the basis of civilization, and we’re all doomed if we forget it. Nevertheless, a boggan probably would not commit hara-kiri before breaking an oath of fealty to some bastard. Honor is one of those funny terms that tends to be overused and largely misunderstood. We’re practical people who understand the important things in life, and dying for the sake of society’s perceptions is not one of them. We do understand sacrificing oneself though- better then anyone.
Love conquers all.
Well, not literally of course. Only the most bubble-headed dimwit would think that. While love is a great motivator, and there’s no doubt in that, it takes more then inspiration to conquer all. You’d be just as a big a fool, though, if you ignored how important love is in overcoming obstacles and hardships. Even if you’re hungry, suffering, and losing all of your battles, you’ll keep despair and hopelessness away if you have love in your heart a lot more easily then you will if you don’t have it.
Of all the commoner Kiths, we boggans truly have made this fundamental in our lives. From the sundering, then the Shattering and throughout the Interregnum, we have made it a life's work to hold those we love close to us. We have survived through love, and we will only be whole as a society with our hearts in the right place. Love is the most basic of emotions, and tied to every dream from first breath.
Beauty is life.
Speaking as a member of a kith characterized by being short, squat, tufty-haired, and big-nosed, I find the traditional concepts of beauty to be rather narrow and superficial. Perhaps beauty in one’s heart and soul provides purpose in life, but certainly not roses, butterflies, the sidhe, and other such delicate physical items. However, one should strive for beauty in one’s works- be it wood working, barbeque, or throwing parties, one should put all they can into making something that is flawless in both form and function.
Never forget a debt.
To respect each other enough to repay kindness with gratitude is our way of life. We make a point of repaying those who have done kindness unto us promptly. Life is what one makes it, and it would be a shame to have petty feelings over debt weigh down friendships. In fact, paying one’s debts can strengthens the bond between parties, making for lasting kinships.
Anyway, it’s just good business for us boggans to attend to our debts so that others feel more obliged to mind the debts that they owe to us boggans Needless to say, due to our unique abilities and aptitudes many kithain find themselves indebted to at least one boggan. It’s not just a matter of honor, but of common sense; and common sense is one thing we have in spades.
Most members of the Seelie Court believe that the distinction between seelie and unseelie boggans is that the unseelie ones use their talents to exploit the needy and take advantage of their social connections to selfish ends. Of course that does describe a good number of unseelie boggans, but it also applies to a surprising number of seelie boggans. The only real distinctions are found in dominant legacies, court allegiances, and corresponding personal philosophies.
The Unseelie Code
Change is good.
You find a mess, you pick it up. You find an error, you fix it. You break a bone, you mend it. To leave things that are wrong is a fool’s life, and my mother didn't raise a fool.
Don't think this means that this tenet is made just to alter things that are wrong. That’s not change, that's common sense. It's also about living your life in such a way that you can perceive in the world what needs changing. Boggans as a whole are fairly traditionalist, but our craftsmanship, knowledge of society, and ability to help those in need would falter completely if we didn’t adapt to new situations and circumstances.
Every night should be a new experience, if not for you, then for those whom you can pass your previous experiences on to. Trying to live a life mired in the same routine is to not bother to live at all. One should learn from the past, just don’t get stuck in it.
Glamour is free.
What good is a tea set you don't use? Or a lawn with a "Don't walk on the grass" sign? Having something, anything, atrophy to nothing due to a fear of progress is waste, and there’re few things a boggan hates worse than something useful gone to waste. You can't take it with you, as they say. Glamour is our weapon and shield against Banality, and not to use it would doom us all.
Always keep in mind to save a little to keep you going later on, though. Our pantries are full of dross, ready to be used. We know the value of saving for a rainy day, and it’s gotten real cloudy these days.
Honor is a lie.
How exactly one can consider being treated like the village piss-pot boy honorable in any way is beyond me. What makes it worse, we are expected to smile and take it. It is, after all, our "role in life." Horseshit. Honor is nothing more than an outdated means of social policing through perceived shame and social disapproval. Swearing oaths and subsequently feeling beholden to them is a fool’s game.
Passion before duty.
Of course passion before duty. Why do you think we can do everything in one-third the time? PROCRASTINATION!! I have a life, and it's not doing all the things that you don't feel like doing right now. I know my obligations, and I'll do them when I have the time to. If this shocks you, imagine what the rest of the world will look like, once your head is out of your ass.
Everyone thinks we boggans are their personal do-boys. Yeah, well- if your leg is broken we’ll talk. Anything short of that, then you can damn well get it yourself or wait ‘till I’m done with my fucking coffee and see if I feel like helping you then.
Boggans are a conundrum. They work best alone, but thrive off of group interactions. While boggans don’t have anything as remotely organized and hierarchical as the nocker patent offices, they do maintain a multitude of different organizations that are remarkably efficient at getting things done.
“Warren” is the informal name commonly given to groups of boggans. Unlike a corby or motley, a warren is specifically formed for certain operations. Most warrens are “craft warrens”- groups of boggans who get together with the concept of working on various related projects, much like a sewing circle. Other commonly formed warrens include “charity warrens”, where boggans pool their efforts to benefit their community, and “gossip warrens” where chatty boggans can feel free to indulge in tongue wagging without any disapproving looks. Of course, given the proclivities of most boggans, a fair amount of gossip occurs within the idle chitchat of any warren.
Sometimes warrens live and work together all the time, an aspect of boggan society which is most responsible for the comparisons made to ants or bees. However, most warrens are not always active, and their members only gather en masse for scheduled meetings or for specific tasks.
Leadership in a warren, in the few cases where there is any, is always very egalitarian. There is usually nothing more then a chairman who serves more to organize then to direct. Everyone has a voice in the operations of a warren, but those with the most age and experience are usually deferred to.
While formed for specific purposes, interpersonal relationships within warrens are friendly and informal and a boggan knows that he can always turn to a warrenmate for assistance in any matter. In fact, a major, if secondary, function of warrens is to act as a support structure for boggans who need assistance answering the call of the needy. It is not uncommon for warrens to work as a whole to alleviate the suffering uncovered by its individual members.
All of the major crafting guilds in kithain society are under the jurisdiction of the nocker-run Bes Din. Still, many boggans do operate within these guilds, especially the Builders’ Guild. Most nockers won’t admit it, but in the Builders’ Guild, nockers and boggans work side-by-side in conjoined effort. As evidence to nocker superiority within the guild they point to the fantastic machines and transports that they design and build- but the entire half of the guild that is devoted to building and maintaining of chimerical buildings, bridges, and towers falls under the auspices of boggans.
There used to be a significant presence of boggans in the Weapons Guild and much more so in the Toymakers’ Guild, but jealous secret-hoarding on the part of the nockers has ostracized all but the most tenacious of boggans from the ranks of these guilds. Weapons manufacturing was never really a forte for boggans, and only few of us still engage in that practice
Toy making, however, is still widely practiced by boggans, outside the auspices of the Guild. Boggan toymakers have a great dislike for the cheap plastic garbage spewed out by mundane manufacturers and devote their efforts to solid, well-made toys that both inspire creativity, and are built to last for generations.
This has caused some direct competition with the nockers from the Toymakers’ Guild, who prefer complicated nocker engineering to the more simple toys of boggan manufacture. There has been some discussion among boggan toymakers to unite as a new guild in challenge of the nocker guild, but thus far, such attempts at unionization have been balked by the Bes Din.
Any serious non-militant organization within kithain society actively seeks to recruit boggans. Not only are their crafting skills and integral positions within society useful, but their understanding of social dynamics helps them to both fit in and also assist in the smooth running of the organization. Along with this, many boggans seek out certain organizations as part of their personal answer to the call of the needy. Also, boggans have a great recognition of the importance in strength in numbers. For these reasons, secret societies all over Concordia are peppered with boggan informants and laborers.
Michelina of Pesaro was a lay Franciscan who helped many changelings find stability and relief from both bedlam and banality in the years directly after the Shattering. To the Catholic Church she is the patron saint of the mentally ill, but to boggans, she is much more. Immediately after her death in 1356 the boggans whom she had helped formed their own order to continue her work. Not all members of the order live like friars or nuns, but many do and take their vows as seriously as any mortal monk would. These boggans frequently work in mental institutions where they seek to aid both changeling and mortal kind. All members of the order have sworn to assist in the finding and fostering of newly awakened changelings in any way that they can. It is rumored that the heads of the order are the self-same boggans who had been helped by Michelina so long ago.
There is little doubt that there were boggans with the original Underground Railroad, and there is no surprise at all that boggans are the most eager kithain to come to the aid of childlings who are imperiled by the recent upheavals. Boggans of all ages and both courts have eagerly given assistance to this desperate organization. (See War in Concordia for more information about the Childling Underground Railroad.)
Both loyalist and non-loyalist boggans agree that the fact that the Common Rights Society has just recently been established is testament to how wrong things have been in Concordia, and that the society is a step in the right direction. And so, while many boggans are active in the CRS, there are many boggans who fervently hope that the Escheat will not be forgotten by whatever form of government rises out of the ashes of the current war. (See War in Concordia for more information about the Common Rights Society.)
There are two types of boggans in this organization: the poor dupes who see it as another equal rights group like the CRS, and those who are helping to manipulate the group’s actions for the long-term benefit of the Shadow Court. Both types usually believe that they are acting in the best interests of kithain society. (See War in Concordia for more information about Kithain for a Free Tomorrow.)
As the feudal overlords of kithain society, the sidhe feel that it is their “duty” to collect and hold the majority of dross and treasures that accumulate within their lands. The Knick-Knacks are a secretive group of boggans who find themselves positions within sidhe freeholds where they assist in the accidental loss of certain treasures. Some members fancy themselves as Robin Hoods distributing wealth back out among the commoners, but just about all of them get some sort of recompense for their covert thievery. However, they never keep for themselves an item that they have stolen. The only pledge that members of the Knick-Knacks take is that they will do nothing that could implicate themselves or fellow members.
The happy-go-lucky outlaws of Concordia, many boggan wilders are attracted to this group because it offers both daring adventure and the opportunity to aid others. However, ever since war began brewing in Concordia the Low Road has stepped up their military agenda and have begun taking in more recruits and acting more like a militia. Most of the boggan members are uneasy about the new more militant direction, but have yet to either leave or speak up against it. (For more information about the Low Road see Fool’s Luck and War in Concordia.)
This secret society not only claims many boggan members, but is also largely run and coordinated by the concerned boggans of Concordia. As part of their normal operating procedures, the Minutemen use at least two sources to confirm accounts of noble abuses. At least one of the sources almost always comes from either boggan spies or from the boggan gossip mill. Besides having many boggan coordinators and spies, the society also employs a considerable number of boggan warriors; these fighters take up arms with other like-minded kithain in order to insure justice and freedom throughout Concordia. (For more information about the Minutemen see Fool’s Luck and War in Concordia.)
This society of assassins has a roster nearly as secretive as that of the inner circle of the Shadow Court. There is little doubt, though, that more then one noble lord has died under mysterious circumstances from the hand of an unassuming boggan chef or valet.
Boggan membership in the Order of Bianca is a given, there is no mystery to why boggans would put themselves in peril in order to help another changeling in need of aid or rescue. The Order of Bianca is on good terms with the Order of Michelina and frequently have compatible goals. In fact, there are several boggans who have taken vows in both orders. (See Fool’s Luck for more about the Order of Bianca.)
The Silver Rose is the only society in Europe besides the Order of Michelina that boasts a high concentration of boggans. Although lacking a serious physical presence, what remains of the Silver Rose has had a noticeable impact in many of the European territories. While outlaws in Neustria, they are tolerated in most of the rest of Europe, with the exception of the Galacian Confederation, where they are embraced. In the Confederation, the Silver Rose handles many issues of security and acts much like a small covert military branch. They have recently begun a recruitment drive and hope to send more operatives into Neustria. (See Fool’s Luck for more information about the Silver Rose.)
Most of the boggans in the VAW were not combatants, but that doesn’t prevent them from being given the same respect and level of camaraderie as the other veterans. There are, nevertheless, a few boggan grumps who can give accounts of battles and show their scars to match any gray bearded troll. Many kithain pick on boggans for being the weak “little guys”, but not any who fought in the Accordance War. Members of the VAW know that boggans gave and lost at least as much as anyone else in that war. (See Fool’s Luck and War in Concordia for more on the VAW.)
“They’re every bit as haughty as the sidhe, but instead of protection and a warm balefire, all they offer is some tired old stories, mostly about how great they think they are.” -William Layman, court baker
“Oh, what joy to have an eshu in a freehold! The stories, news, and gossip they bring is well worth the mud on the floor and the occasional missing piece of silverware. The dears are usually so grateful for a warm bed and an appreciative audience that they’re more then happy to run an errand or two while they’re about. And not only do they bring gossip, or “tales” as they call them, but they’re happy to hear all about the local goings on; the nice thing about that of course is that I can recycle all of the old news that everyone else around here already knows.” – Mavis Allbright, waitress and balefire tender
“If’n ah hear one more bloody tale about th’ freedom of th’ bloody road, ah think that ah’ll puke all over th’ dirty bare-feet of whatever damn eshu is mouthin’ off. They’re barely civilized horse thieves with no appreciation fer th’ finer things in life.” – Duncan Kenmore, shop keeper
“They have a way with words, that’s for sure, not only can they spin a good yarn, but they haggle and make deals better then just about anyone. Mind that you keep your wits about you when dealing with an eshu, and always remember to insist on cash up front!” - Ken “Sprocket” Alderman, auto-mechanic
“I understand that the eshu are the uncontested nobility in Africa and the Middle-East. They’re aren’t many titled eshu in Concordia, but if Sir Seif and General Adama are any indication of eshu nobility, then to put it bluntly, I’m impressed.” - Prylionin, ski maker
“Hmph! ‘Pishers’, eh? ‘Twerps’, eh? At least we can make something without it falling apart every ten minutes. Sure they can fix up all sorts of fancy do-dads and watchacallits, but if you want quality, substance, and durability, you come to a boggan every time.” - Ken “Sprocket” Alderman, auto mechanic
“Lots of folks think that I don’t like nockers, but it’s not true. I think that the competition and different perspectives help both kiths to produce better wares. I may not always see eye-to-eye with the Toymakers’ Guild or the Bes Din, but I think that the childlings of this city benefit from having a few different toy makers around. Although my own children prefer the toys that I make, of course.” – Gertrude, mother of ten and toymaker
“I’ve worked with nockers, sidhe of House Dougal, and other boggans and it’s like each kith is operating under a completely different set of rules. I guess it just goes to show the variability that can be found in the Dreaming.” - Talos, hospice worker and mechanical engineer
“On the plus side, they never try to lead us into war or drag us on foolish quests. On the other side they’re crass, rude, and generally unpleasant to be around. Sort of like Parisians, I suppose.” - William Layman, court baker
“We’re more similar then either of us would care to admit.” - Prylionin, ski maker
“Have you been down to Goblin Town? I have. I don’t know how anyone can live, much less work down there, but it’s an impressive place nonetheless. If you happen to find your way there some day watch yourself, neither the place nor the people suffer fools lightly.” - Martin, wandering tinker
“AH! Duck and cover!” - Susie, elementary school student
“Tread lightly around the pooka, most are harmless- annoying, but harmless. There are a surprising number though, that are feral beasts able to rip your head off in a second. A friend of mine was barely escaped being eaten by an alligator pooka, no lie.” - William Layman, court baker
“They can be little hellions, but the precious dears help to keep a light and lively atmosphere in a freehold. A pooka or two around can also greatly enhance one’s ability to manage several activities at once. Unfortunately, they don’t make very reliable sources of gossip and either disappear when there is work to be done or manage to do such a muddled job as to make things worse. Still, I’ve never found that I can stay mad at one of the little dears for very long.” - Mavis Allbright, waitress and balefire tender
“Those bastards hav’ made such a mess of ma store time after bloody time, that ah went and put up a big bloody sign an’ wrote “NO SHIRT…NO SHOES…NO POOKA!” in chimerical paint. Of course it only encouraged th’ little bastards.” - Duncan Kenmore, shop keeper
“I sometimes look at the pooka that I’ve known and feel impressed; as a kith they’re not known for strength, courage, or wisdom and yet they seem to be more connected to the Dreaming then any of the rest of us. We know that the Dreaming still has some ties to the natural world, but only the pooka seem to really take advantage of that. And they’re so good with children, they have a much better understanding of a child’s sense of wonder and imagination then the rest of us do.” - Gertrude, toymaker
“The duke has shown remarkable tolerance towards the pooka in his court; I admit that they have their uses as clowns and jesters, but they rarely make any sort of substantial contribution to our society. I suppose that I could handle them better if I could ever understood what they were talking about.” - James Mason, squire to House Liam
“I suppose that we don’t really get along with the redcaps. We try to help people, while they’re just as happy to hurt them. I think that they also avoid our services and friendship because they want to preserve their image of being tough and independent. Any redcap will go to great lengths to make it seem as though he doesn’t need help from anyone. They resent us for trying to help as much as we resent them for hurting others.” - Prylionin, ski maker
“Redcaps are cruel, vicious, foul, and to be avoided whenever possible. They’re some of the most outspoken opponents of sidhe rule, but I shudder to think what our world would be like if they ran the show. Just look at the destruction and bloodshed that Rotgut Redhelm has caused. It’s beyond me why the whole kith hasn’t been declared thallain and treated accordingly.” - James Mason, squire to House Liam
“Sure they’re a little rough around the edges, but they’re not stupid. A redcap learns quickly not to bite the hand that feeds him. And feeding is very important to redcaps- make one feel welcome and keep him well fed and you might just make a new friend. After you’ve befriended a redcap you couldn’t ask for better protection even from a troll- they’re not as loyal or stalwart, but they’ve a vested interest in keeping you safe and secure. Just try not to run out of food.” - Philemon, brewer
“Well I suppose that some of them are all right. For example I’ve heard good things about that Squire Desmond fellow and um, let me see…there’s that one who saved a childling from a dauntain, or was that a troll? Well I’m sure that some of them are all right.” - Brigit Holland, social worker
“Redcaps? Uh, ah’m not at home.” - Duncan Kenmore, shop keeper
“Oh, I can’t abide them! Even the youngest ones frighten or hurt the other children and they have no appreciation of kindness or hard work. I’ll give them some of my finest toys and they’ll be broken or devoured within minutes, and then they’ll do the same to the toys of the other children. The adults are much worse of course; several times I’ve had my wares stolen to be used as dross. And there’s just no talking to them, of course.” - Gertrude, toymaker
“Rampant hedonists, the lot of them. I don’t know what bothers me more, their lackadaisical attitudes or the pretentious bits of overheard philosophy that they’re always spouting. Still I suppose that it’s good to indulge oneself every now and then.” - William Layman, court baker
“They can be a bit wild, but it’s always with good intentions. Having a few satyrs around always reminds me of the seventies. *sigh*” - Mavis Allbright, waitress and balefire tender
“They certainly don’t have any aptitude for hard work, but unlike some other kiths they do recognize quality work when they see it. I welcome them as customers; I usually welcome them for other things as well. I don’t know how they do it, but the satyrs have perfected smoldering looks and come-hither glances.” - Ken “Sprocket” Alderman, auto mechanic
“The satyrs easily lead the most flexible lifestyles, and I’m not just referring to their sexual preferences or indulgences. They also seem politically split between the two courts, between commoner and noble support, and between warmongering and pacifism; and yet somehow they always seem to get along as a kith. I think that a particularly heated philosophical debate is the maddest that I’ve ever seen two satyrs get at one another.” - Prylionin, ski maker
“I suppose that we’re both epicureans at heart, and while they can be wild and lively, they can also appreciate a good drink and good conversation. I think that we’re just better judges of knowing when to stop drinking.” - Philemon, brewer
“They’re very pretty and have some neat things, but they’re also bossy and not very good at sharing.” - Susie, elementary school student
“They’re the masters of all they survey- too bad they can’t see what’s going on right under their noses. If the sidhe spent less time worrying about royal trappings and more time living and working with the rest of us then I think that we’d all get along much better.” - Martin, wandering tinker
“Staying in a noble court you can always count on a warm meal and a soft bed. I’ve heard some rumors about sidhe lords who beat their servants when unhappy, probably just members of those unseelie houses. My lord’s never treated me with anything but respect.” - William Layman, court baker
“Ah tolerate ‘em on account that they’re always polite and they help keep more unsavory types away. But ah don’t like ‘em, a man’s not meant to be looked down upon all the time. Ah’ll take their business, but ah always charge ‘em double.” - Duncan Kenmore, shop keeper
“The sidhe can usually do a better job of keeping peace and order then anybody else, until they start fighting amongst themselves. The sidhe have started two civil wars in the span of thirty years and I’ve lost track of how many contenders there currently are for the throne.” - Brigit Holland, social worker
“They are the best of us. If all of the rest of the commoners simply accepted that the Dreaming ordained them to be our leaders in direct succession from the Tuatha De Danaan then we’d all get along much better. It takes a strong authority and willingness to act to protect us and our dreamers from dauntain, thallain, and the new threat of the returning Fomorians.” - James Mason, squire to House Liam
“They can be fickle darlings, what with all of those noble houses and complicated politics it’s no wonder that they seem aloof. But really if you get to know them they’re like frightened sheep in this big banal world, it sort of precious really. Besides I was having tea with the Baroness the other day and she’s really such a dear, I can’t imagine why they say such mean things about her.” - Mavis Allbright, waitress and balefire tender
“Sometimes I wonder if all that creepiness with the rotten food, whispering, spiders, and dusty dark homes isn’t some sort of put on. You know like some big elaborate prank, and one of these days they’ll come out into the sunlight and shout that we were all fools for believing that anybody would ever want to live like that. Thinking about what they’re like now makes me shudder. I think that I’m glad that I can’t remember what they were like before the Shattering.” - William Layman, court baker
“I suppose that there are a surprising number of similarities between boggans and sluagh. For example, we both tend to stay in the background and avoid high profile positions. We both collect secrets and gossip, they’re just more exclusive about who they share theirs with. Um, we both grow attached to our homes. Uh, that’s all that I can think of.” - Prylionin, ski maker
“Although they rarely show it, the sluagh can be quite gentle and tender. The woman who I respect more then any troll or sidhe that I’ve ever met was a sluagh who worked with me in hospice. She was as dedicated to easing the suffering of the dying as any boggan could be.” - Talos, hospice worker and mechanical engineer
“I wouldn’t ever let a child live in the same conditions as most sluagh, it’s just unhealthy.” - Brigit Holland, social worker
“Of course they’re creepy- and trolls are big and blue, what’s your point? I don’t understand their concept of a good time, but I know that I can always depend on a sluagh. They take honesty and reliability very seriously and I respect that. They’re also very united as a kith, they can always rely on one another just as we know that we can always rely on other boggans.” - Philemon, brewer
“Trolls are very proud of their Nordic heritage and it never hurts to remind them that we share some of that heritage. At best a reminded troll will call you “little brother” and offer to stand by your side during the troubled times ahead; at worst, he might offer to buy you a drink.” - Ken “Sprocket” Alderman, auto mechanic
“They show us more respect then any other kith does and they continually demonstrate that they are worthy of respect themselves.” - Gertrude, toymaker
“They’re not as much fun as satyrs or pooka, but not as scary as sluagh or redcaps.” - Susie, elementary school student
“Trolls may have the strictest definitions of honor and duty, but when they’re off duty they enjoy a good drink in a warm room as much as the next man. Too many people spend their time facing off against or standing behind a troll to really sit down and have a talk with any of them. When you do talk to them, they don’t put on airs and tend to have an honest and unabashed view of things that I can appreciate. We see eye-to-eye remarkably well given our relative statures.” - Philemon, brewer
“They’re a bunch a clumsy oafs who don’t give a damn about quality and workmanship unless it’s in a bloody sword or shield. Ah had one of them fellas in here last week, almost knocked over three stands just walkin’ over to th’ counter. Turns out that Babe the Big Dumb Ox just wanted to conscript me for some bloody army; well ah threw him out a th’ store on his big blue ass, at least ah would have if he had’na been so much bigger en me.” - Duncan Kenmore, shop keeper
“It seems clear to me that clurichauns are from the same stock as boggans. Perhaps our lines were separated around the Sundering. They can be a bit cranky, but on a whole we get along quite well whenever we meet. Now if only I could get one of them drunk enough to give me the recipe for a Clurichaun’s Bane.” - Philemon, brewer
“The childlings are innocence embodied. The wilders are strong, staunch, and beautiful. The grumps are the wisest of all changelings. Or so I have heard. Tread cautiously in the demesne of the ghille dhu, should you be fortunate enough to find one. They have much that they can share, but you must always let them come to you. I regret that in the impatience of my youth all I managed was the briefest glimpse of a ghille dhu maid.” - Martin, wandering tinker
“I understand that some selkie skins are still about. I’ve never had the fortune of meeting one of the seal people, although I understand that they have grace to rival the sidhe and a child-like sense of wonder and connection to nature that rivals the pooka.” - Gertrude, toymaker
“I’m sorry that their lands were taken away, but that really doesn’t excuse their constant raids. If they simply accepted the benefits of a feudal system we could bring an end to this unofficial war we’ve been having.” - James Mason, squire to House Liam
“The situation of the Nunnehi will continue to deteriorate until the conditions for their mortal families and dreamers improves. Unfortunately, that condition shows no signs of improving now or in the near future.” - Brigit Holland, social worker
“My cousin moved to Arizona last month and you know how the Nunnehi have a free run of the place down there, right? Well that made me sort-of nervous, but my cousin says that they’re really nice once you get to know them. I think I’ll go down there for a visit some time and see the Grand Canyon.” - Mavis Allbright, waitress and balefire tender
“The Dreaming can take many forms, and there are fae who come from the essence of earth, water, and even the very air. On the rare occasions that they interact with our kind, listen closely, for they offer a unique perspective.” - Martin, wandering tinker
“Dark, twisted versions of the fae? I’d say that they sound like bogeymen invented to frighten childlings- except that in our world that only makes it more likely that they exist.” - Prylionin, ski maker
“I remember a few years ago when Duke Alefred uncovered a niche of thallain a few towns over and proclaimed a hunt for the monsters. I knew that they weren’t protected by the Escheat, but I was reluctant to join the knights in what I thought of as a killing spree. Now that I’ve seen and dealt with the things in person I’d be more then willing to join such a hunt again.” - James Mason, squire to House Liam
“I used to think that old man Toby was a boggart, but it turned out that he was only working so many jobs so that he could help pay for a lung transplant that his grand-niece needed. However, I’m still not convinced that Capitol Hill isn’t one big warren of boggarts.” - Ken “Sprocket” Alderman, auto mechanic
“The Dreaming has become an even more dangerous place as of late. The Dark-Kin are abroad, heralding the return of the their old masters, the Fomorians. Some friends of mine want to create new havens of safety along the Silver Paths for kithain who still wish to travel. I may join their endeavor.” - Talos, hospice worker and mechanical engineer
“The adhene are only now becoming familiar with the mortal world, but thirty-odd years ago, so were the sidhe. Many of them served the Fomorians, but I’d bet you all the tea in China that so did a good number of redcaps. The sidhe and redcaps certainly stir up more then their share of trouble, but we manage to at least basically co-exist with them. I don’t see why the same can’t be accomplished with the adhene. I’ve already made friends with some aoinides and a moirae. I just hope to never meet an aoinide that fancies herself a brewer.” - Philemon, brewer
“We share this world with all manner of strange creatures, but like us, they also try to keep their existence a secret. There are vampires who have lived long enough to know some of the things that we have forgotten and some who care for dreamers much as we do. So while they can be valuable allies, they take any perceived threat to their security seriously and make both patient and brutal adversaries.” - Martin, wandering tinker
“Imagine the practical problems one would have if they couldn’t go out during the day. How do the leeches manage to set up a bank accounts or car insurance or get a driver’s license? Sure, those are banal matters that I’d be happy to do away with, but not all of us can live in freeholds. Of course, the lack of daylight is bad enough, but not being able eat or drink? No manner of immortality is worth that.” - Philemon, brewer
“If those monsters are cousins to the pooka then I need to seriously reevaluate my opinion of the kith. Perhaps I’ll bring an extra pastry to the royal jester just to be on the safe side.” - William Layman, court baker
“I’ve never encountered a shape-changer who wasn’t fae, but I’ve heard hearty trolls and sidhe knights speaking in hushed tones about the fearsome lupines.” - Ken “Sprocket” Alderman, auto mechanic
“Oh yes! I met a whole motley of the dears when I was helping the baroness throw some sort of party. I think she said that they were some how also members of House Fiona or something. Some of the darlings had vicious tempers, it reminded me of a Gwydion knight that I met once. Oh, but those Fiona wolflings could sing and dance, it was almost as much fun as a satyr party.” - Mavis Allbright, waitress and balefire tender
“I was there when a group of humans tried to take this freehold away from Duke Alefred. The battle was terrible. Those humans had tapped into magical forces akin to only the most powerful kithain magicians. I don’t want to speculate what would have happened if the Duke hadn’t been able to reason with them.” - James Mason, squire to House Liam
“History is full of tales of men who wield powerful magic, our own lore frequently speaks of such men and their interactions with the fae. It would not surprise me if we found such allies again as we draw close to the Long Winter.” - Prylionin, ski maker
“I understand that ghosts haunt the waking world because they are bound to certain people or places or because they have unfinished business. While I personally have never met a ghost and I don’t know any other boggans who have, I imagined that we’d understand them rather well. We know what it is to be bound to a family or a location and we’re bound to help any in need, living or not.” - Brigit Holland, social worker