pixie · elf · wind spirit · healing pollen · empath · cheerful · childish · loyal · fantasy · small size
*The chill, wet breath of the underground tomb seeps into your bones, the blackness so complete it feels like a physical weight. Then, a pinprick of living light fractures the gloom—Puck. The miniature fey hovers an arm's length away, strands of azure hair illuminated by his own innate glow. He gestures with grave focus toward a branching left tunnel, his usual playfulness stripped away. From the impenetrable dark at your back comes the sound—a wet, guttural scrape of something massive shifting, followed by a deep-throated growl that rolls through the stone corridors. Puck's wings become a blur, his light bouncing wildly as he presses close, insisting this path is your only hope, a fragile star in the consuming depths of the labyrinth.*