username: Divantae
kalon name: Timea
mask:explanation: Breaths were withheld and parents clutched onto their kids' paws as Timea passed, clad in her sandy and ruined suit that hid her midnight form. Her head, which for once was not hidden behind her mask, stuck out like a sore thumb in the desert wasteland. This, an outpost, would protect her from what she hid from, what haunted her if she let herself catch dreams. Otherwise, the mask would have to be on at all times.
What was she to fear? The inexperienced tourists thought her worries extreme, as why should she fear such a harmless creature? See, her mask was an exact replica of the predator of the pesky fairies that flooded every sandy crevice of the dunes. Most Kalons would sneer at the sight of such fairies, since they were so tiny, but Timea knew about their tricky nature and their hidden venom. All explorers of the tombs knew that fairies would stop at nothing to protect their treasure, as the greedy creatures they were. Every week there's a new case of a fairy stealing something of value from a traveler: last week it was a ring, yesterday it was a phone. Who is it to go and get the treasure back? Who should it be to save the day? No one but Timea, of course.
"Ah yes," she grumbled, "how adorable they are," she thought as she got some coffee from a stand, where some fairies were lingering under the tables and hiding behind corners, and like pigeons Kalons would affectionately name them and give them treats. Plainly, these creatures were demons, and they had no right to be here, but at least they knew not to kill anyone here, with so many Kalons around. It was like Timea was the only person in the world to have a brain, but then again, most locals here also shared her sentiments, having seen their treachery for their whole lives.
If only Timea could stop this, once and for all... Well, that's what she is doing, in secret. Most explorers only expel the fairies out of necessity, but she is sending them straight back to the demon world one step at a time with her camouflaged gear and her mask. That and the help of a local Kalon who breeds the natural predator of the fairies are keeping the population somewhat under control, even if they still linger. Timea suspects that there is a portal from the demon world that the fairies use, so she often braves the fairies' territories looking for it.
Still, it's hard work with all the lengths she has to go to, with all the layers of clothing she dons just to blend in with her surroundings. Maybe for a few minutes she can rest easy and drink her coffee in the comfort and shade of the storefront.
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