to come after him... Which wouldn't have been nearly as bad if some of they weren't the same size as him.

is following the path, watching his feet as he walks. A spark of something odd catches his attention, and soon his eyes fall on the small_

elf. It's been a while since he'd seen one of these. He stands close by, hands tightening the small bag of Fae dust his friends had_

*around the

given him as a leaving present and asks, 'What are you doing all the way here?'

had been enjoying the feeling of the cold water rinsing through his hair to hear the other man approaching. He leaped in the air with_

fright at his loud voice and fell in to the small puddle along the edge of the river where he had been cleaning himself. He pulled himself_

out and sputtered breathlessly as he glared at him.

holds back his laugh, finding the whole commotion rather adorable. Not that he would say as such. He creeps down, keeping his distance as he

watches the other, 'Let me guess, a tourist picked up your home and brought it here because he thought it would look fab in his garden?' The

Fae had recounted many a tale such as this, happening to themselves and other beings.

eyed the man warily. How had he known that?! He hadn't seen any other elves here, though it was getting incredibly lonely. Were there_

others that this had happened to? He had never been particularly friendly back home, but he had missed having neighbors; or at least humans_

that were nice. "... Yes... Who are you?" He asked with a cautious frown.

smiles, 'Gregory... All the way from Scotland. How about yourself? Gregory had seen a few Fae, but no elves... not that he was looking for_

them. ((Earlier post should be kneels down instead of creeps down. Damn. Slendy on the brain x_x;; ))

paused for a moment. The man didn't look threatening, and Scotland was kind of close to Iceland, so perhaps he could be trusted. "Einar."

smiles, trying to place the name. He was never good with these things though. 'You want some fairy dust?' he asks, as a small offering to_

show the other he wanted to be friends. 'I promise the Fae haven't done anything to this batch...' Just the other three.

blinked. "... Fairy dust?" He wasn't as familiar with fairies as he was with trolls and elves, though this man didn't look like any_

fair creature he'd seem before... "How did you get it?"

says, with a somewhat sad smile, 'It was a leaving present from some friends back home.'

nodded slowly, taking a cautious step towards him.

takes out the bag from his pocket, opening it up so that he can give the elf some. 'So where are you from?' he asks.

"Iceland," he said lightly.

smiles, ' Fairly close to Scotland then... Do you have something to put this in?' he asks... he's not sure he has a bag small_

enough for the elf.

frowned and ran to a tiny wet jacket that had been hung to dry on some dense spiderwebs. He rummaged through one of the pockets for a small_

pouch that he carried for collecting things like shiny strings. He held the small bag out to him.

fills the bag up completely, 'If you're finished by the time I meet you again, don't hesitate to ask for more.' He hands him the little bag_

back, smiling. It was nice to talk to someone small, even if they weren't a Fae.

took the bag back, eyeing the contents with ill-masked excitement. "Thank you!" He hadn't been given such a nice gift in quite some time; he

may have a new favorite human, now!

grins at the poorly veiled excitement, 'My pleasure Einar.'

couldn't tear his attention away from the dust; he was entirely transfixed with it. He'd probably be like this for a few days now.

pats his head with a finger, before standing up. 'You always live here?' he asks.

shook his head, glancing up at the large man. "Humans are noisy and annoying." He frowned; he usually tried his best to avoid them.

snorts in amusement, moving to sit on some rocks. 'I'll try and keep the noise down from now on then eh?'

smiled a little bit. "Thank you." Though this man seemed nice enough, and his voice wasn't nearly as grating as the other's had been.

is glad the other seems to be warming up to him. He always found elves, 'You know in Scotland elves called brownies will clean your house.'

scoffed quietly. "That's because elves like cleaning." Mostly because you could find shiny things people had forgotten about when cleaning,_

or sneak tasty food...

hums, an amused smile on his face. 'Does that mean I could maybe tempt you into cleaning my house?' he jokes.

rolled his eyes. "Where do you live?" He probably wouldn't mind; he had given him a lovely gift, after-all.

blinks, 'I was only joking... I'm afraid you'd get lost in my mess mate... I sometimes do.'

furrowed his brows. "I don't get lost in messes." He huffed proudly. Well... He had gotten lost, quite frequently, actually. But he was_

usually able to find his way out...

thinks about this, 'You can visit, if you want and judge for yourself.'

"... Do you have... any honey? Or sweet food?" Hopefully nothing frosting related... he may have been permanently traumatized by frosting..

grins, 'I have honey, and tablet - which is a very very sweet Scottish sweetie.'

nodded. He would have loved to visit him!! He might purposely get lost so that he didn't have to leave!

hums, wondering how he should go about getting the Elf to his house. He didn't want to offend him by offering to carry him but....

pulled on his jacket. He was still wet, but thankfully one of the perks of being so small was that his clothes dried quicker than larger_

people's did. He glanced up at the man. "Are you going to offer to carry me, or am I going to have to walk myself?" He asked dryly; if he_

had to walk by himself, he'd probably never get there, and would forget all about him.

is glad he didn't have to ask, 'Of course!' He holds out a hand for him to walk onto, 'Where do you prefer to sit? Shoulder, hand. Top_

of the head...' He was listing the places the Fae liked to perch themselves.'

thought about it for a moment. He didn't hitch a ride on people very often, so he wasn't sure which would be the most comfortable..._

"Shoulder." He said after a moment's hesitation.

holds up his hand so that Einar can climb on, careful not to move too quickly. 'Alright... Secure?'

climbed in to his hand. He trusted this man much more than the one that tried to kill him with a cupcake.

soon lifts him up to his shoulder, not going too fast as to scare the little guy. He seemed a bit skittish, 'So... how are you finding the_

US?

hopped on to his shoulder and made himself comfortable. It was kind of nice being this high! He could see more things! "It's horrible!_

Everyone is loud, and they keep throwing my houses in the river!"

hums, 'I think that's what you call skimming stones...' He starts walking, soon finding the path that would lead back to town. 'But everyone

is loud huh? I think that's why Demons can hide so well.'

started to nod but froze. "Demons?"

blinks before giving a slow nod... 'Yeah... that's why I came here. I'm a hunter.'

"... A hunter?... of demons?" He hadn't even known that there were real demons here...

nods, 'Yeah... someone has to do it you know?'

"There are demons here?" He had to fight very hard to keep his eyes widening with fear.

watches him for a moment before giving a small nod... 'They tend to be more concerned with humans though... so you don't need to worry.'

let out a quiet sigh of relief, that was good to know!

laughs lightly, shaking his head. 'Be careful though, okay?'

nodded firmly. He didn't need to be told twice! "What do they look like?"

hums. 'Nowadays? Just like humans. It's getting harder and harder to identify them...'

frowned a little bit, unconsciously tightening his hold on the man. That didn't sound very encouraging.

gives him an encouraging grin, 'As I said though, they're mostly concerned with humans.'

didn't feel very encouraged. "...Yeah..."