Fantasy Faire: The Lilypods

Fantasy Faire is back with twelve regions packed full of wonder and mystery and on one region called Mudrana we find the our favourite gang of misfits.

This year they are called the Lilypods, a group of children who have found themselves living in a giant pond helping the local frogs keep their Frog God awake. Anyone can come along and join the gang in their adventures during the week, just turn up at the Lilypod basecamp!

The Lilypods are recognisable by their over sized Lilypad hats, and noises horn trumpets which they use to assist the frogs in keeping awake the Frog God. It is said bad things will happen if the frog god of Mudrana falls asleep.

The Lilypad Hats and trumpets, including a hip bag are available to buy at the Lilypod Base Camp, all proceeds of which go directly to Cancer Research.

All through the week there will be roleplaying encounters and special fund raising events that help uncover the ongoing story at Mudrana. There is a timetable to help you know when to turn up and be around. The updated timetable is available in the Base Camp.

The first Lilypod Event begins on Friday at 2pm, Join Dogstar of the lesser Sidhe and the Spirit Guardians for gathering of folk tales. Tell us a story and hear of others, who knows, there might be a clue or two to whats going to happen this week.

So come along, join the lilypods at Fantasy Faire!

Fantasy Faire: The Story of Echtra so far

Fantasy Faire is a magical festival of fantasy, story telling and generosity. For me this week has been fun helping organise and run the ongoing story that may or may not 😉 come to a close today at 1pm slt.

While there have been many events at Fantasy Faire where visitors help raise donations through freeing people from various jails, Echtra has been in the back ground evolving a tale of rituals and broken statues that today culminate in a final celebration to breath life back into a dragon.


Let me explain… no, there is to much. Let me sum up.

Snapshot by Xenno Gregan

Snapshot by Xenno Gregan

If you have spent enough time in Echtra you may have noticed it is dark and gloomy, known as THE GLOOM and that all the adult population were turned into Hedgehogs by the boy god Grey Prince.


The Great Halfdan the Fox Wounder watches over Echtra from on high

Halfdan the Fox Wounder tells of how he and his mighty warriors confronted the Grey Prince asking why he covered the land in darkness. The Grey Prince angry at their accusations turned them into Hedghogs.

The Standing Stones of Echtra glow with power, Snapshot by Avariel Falcon

The Standing Stones of Echtra glow with power, Snapshot by Avariel Falcon

So the Children of Echtra with the help of the Earth and Air Guardians took it upon themselves to hold a ritual at the Echtra Circle of Stones to summon the Grey Prince and carefully ask him to remove The Gloom.

A Giant apparition of the Grey Prince appears high above the gathered crowd

A Giant apparition of the Grey Prince appears high above the gathered crowd

The Grey Prince appeared above the crowed as a giant glowing figure and cried his grief of once being the Winter Prince until one day his sister the Summer Princess disappeared. Together they would watch over the land taking turns in the seasonal rhyme of time. With the Summer Princess gone he took on her roles along with his own, becoming the Grey Prince.

Dogstar of the Lesser Sidhe arrives at Echtra

Dogstar of the Lesser Sidhe arrives at Echtra

Learning this the Children of Echtra realised that the broken statue in the village street must be that of the Summer Princess. The Guardians called for the help of Dogstar a powerful Lesser Sidhe to perform a reconstruction spell, but on upon arriving it was discovered the pieces of statue had vanished!

The Stone their is caught and interrogated. Snapshot by Nat Merit

The Stone their is caught and interrogated. Snapshot by Nat Merit

With the help of some observant Hedgehogs the Children of Echtra and their friends set a trap to capture who ever had taken the stones by spreading word of a single piece still remaining. It was not long before the thief was caught and questioned. The boy known as Slooth told them that he had taken the stones piece by piece long before knowing of their importance and was sorry. He agreed to send word to the collector in order to set an ambush the next day.

King Goblin is ambushed. Snapshot by Avariel Falcon

King Goblin is ambushed. Snapshot by Avariel Falcon

Hiding in and around the entrance to the Dragon Cave the children of Echtra lay in wait for who ever would arrive to collect the empty sack left as bait. Moments later the notorious King Goblin Goblin King of the Goblins arrived on top his shield bearer.

Now it is well known in the fae lands that King Goblin likes to claim everything as his, but really dislikes it when others claim him as theirs. One of the Echtra crew known as Tepic leaped out of the bushes shouting ‘I Claim King Goblin as mine!’ King Goblin then had no choice but to exchange the sack of Statue pieces for Tepic to revoke his claim on him.

Dogstar prepares the ritual to repair the statue. Snapshot by Avariel Falcon

Dogstar prepares the ritual to repair the statue. Snapshot by Avariel Falcon

With the missing pieces of the statue returned, Dogstar set to work on the reconstruction ritual. A great ceremony was held in the village street with music, dancing and generosity. Soon Dogstars magic crystals were powered with the good spirits of the crowd and in a flash the Statue was rebuilt a new. Along with it the spirit of the Summer Princess appeared above them all telling how grateful she was to finally be remembered and how she had gone to the Dragon of Time to to ask him to stop her people from dying. She explained that the dragon had told her if she wanted to stop death then to climb into his mouth, which she did causing his heart to become cold and stop, and with it the rhyme of time. Her final words before vanishing were to warm the dragons heart so that Echtra would gloom no more…

With the statue repaired the Summer Princess appears. Snapshot by Avariel Falcon

With the statue repaired the Summer Princess appears. Snapshot by Avariel Falcon

And so here we are , on this day the Children of Echtra and the many friends they have made this week plan to hold a final festive ceremony deep under the hill to warm the Dragons Heart and hopefully finally raise the Gloom from Echtra for ever.

The Dragon awaits. Snapshot by Alisaundra Andel

Join us on Echtra at Fantasy Faire for an event running from 1pm to 3pm slt. Its a celebration of all life, for the role-players and non-roleplyers alike. All are welcome!

CALLING ALL KID AVATARS, this is #FantasyFaireSL 2016

At fantasy Faire there is a role-play group for Kid Avatars called the Rickety Weasels and any kid avatars can join for free the gang to role-play the story as it unfolds over the coming week.

This year the group will be playing forgotten viking children who live unsupervised in the village fort of Echtra. We need players from all across the Child Avatar community to dress up as vikings and join us to uncover the mystery of the gloom.

“Travellers talk of village fort consumed by a gloom, where time there stands still bringing no rhyme of seasons. Tales speak of ghostly children that skitter amongst the long houses while the only spark of joy seems to erupt from the old Echtra Great Hall high up on hill. But there are clues to what has befallen the village and it’s people, all one must do is seek them out…”


All through the Fantasy Faire week there will be role-play events to help the story evolve while helping raise funds for ‘relay for life’. Not only that but you can also take part in the Echtra Experience and uncover the secrets of the land while collecting items to add to your character.

To take part in the Fantasy Faire Rickety Weasels role-play week…

• Simply turn up at the Echtra Great hall RP Corner SLURL HERE!.

• Viking or Norse clothes are available to buy at Fantasy Faire or you can bring your own.

• There is also a Role-play starter pack that includes, gestures, Axe and Shield.

• There is an event board with times at the Great Hall to plan ahead your week of adventure!

• To take part in the Echtra experience simply click the Echtra Experience Board located at the entrances to the Echtra Region , the village square or in the great hall.

• Have fun and explore the rest of Fantasy Faire!

For more information check the Fantasy Faire Rickety Weazels page.



The Role-play HQ at the Echtra Great Hall




Fantasy Faire: Escorts of the Lesser Sidhe

wellThe roleplaying at Fantasy Faire continues and all seems at peace in Poppetsborough now that the four Wells of Knowledge are flowing again. The dark tears that appeared last week have all sealed up thanks to the wonderful giving spirit of those who joined the Mouse Guardians.

Dogstar_avatarToday though a special traveller is visiting the Poppetsborough town at 12pm SLT. Dogstar of the Lesser Sidhe is an ancient mysterious fellow belonging to a wise race of fae that once served the first gods. Now tasked with watching over a small island he rarely gets time to visit other realms.

But a visitor os such importance as Dogstar needs help and protection as he arrives in Fantasy Faire and travels across the rams to Poppetsborough. That is why the Mouse Guardians have been tasked with guiding Dogstar when he arrives and protecting him from what perils might threaten his visit. The more Mice Guardians that gather the safer the mystical Lesser Sidhe will be!

The Guardians will gather at 12pm slt at the train station and await further instruction.

Fantasy Faire: The Dark Tears of Poppetsborough.

One of the great things about Fantasy Faire that makes it stand out from many of the other festivals in #SL is the diversity of what you can find there, and I don’t mean products on sale. 


Someone cleverly dressed up the bright white Relay Vendor is something more suitable to the theme of the paper world

Sure fantasy Faire is full of stuff to buy and this is one of the main fund raising techniques deployed with the full bright white old prim vendors that look out of place in the carefully crafted medieval huts.

Another fund raising technique used caters for the Fantasy RPG crowd. This entails a story that encourages visitors to contribute donations to Cancer Research as part of a role-play driven story. A popular version of this is the Jail & Bail where someone has been put in a cage and can not be released until enough funds have been raised to meet bail requirements. In many ways i find this a much more rewarding way to raise funds. To catch up on the events of the day visit the Fantasy Faire Blog recap pages.



The Dark Tears of Poppetsborough. 

The people of the Poppetsborough region at Fantasy Faire are running a series of role-play fund raising encounters based around the appearance of big black holes that threaten to consume the paper world.  A group of Kids known as the Mouse Guardians are helping the towns people along with visitors of Fantasy faire to find Wells of Knowledge that have run dry. By supporting them visitors can help get the wells flowing again with their donations and hopefully save the paper world from succumbing to darkness.

The first Well has been discovered and is now flowing again. The Mouse Guardians and friends will attempt to get the second well flowing today (Monday 27th April) between 3 – 5pm slt at Poppetborough. If you want some light hearted role-play fun, either joining the crazy banter or just standing to the side listening to the story unfold, everyone is welcome to come enjoy the experience and help the Well to flow once more.


Tales of the Great Mouse.

Yesterday the Mouse Guardians gathered to tell tall tales from off the tops of their heads about the Great Mouse who became the inspiration for the guardians. Thanks to StrifeClaw i will now post the tales for your enjoyment and if you wish to become a member of the Mouse Guardians perhaps these tales will inspire you 🙂


The Beginning

“Long ago in an ancient Library that we now sit far above, a tiny mouse climbed atop a mountain of books that were cared for by an old man named Jack Dot’n’Comma.  The mouse sneezed from all the dust. and then fell into Jacks hands safely, where he muttered about the clumsiness of mice.”

“But up above something unexpected and wonderful was happening. A book had opened and a world of paper was being created along with a race of paper beings known as the Poppets.”

“Jack was delighted and surprised by the many magical things he found in this new world, including a small paper train which took passengers between worlds despite traveling only in a circle, people from other stories and lands seemed to visit this strange new world, though some were friendlier than others.”

“The Poppets were kind but frail just like their world, and Jack did his best to assist and preserve it. But it was the Mouse that often stood up to the dangers that came though he was no larger than any other mouse once upon a time.

When the Mouse first entered Poppetsborough even he had no idea how he had come to create a world just by sneezing.  His curiosity and need to know is what drove him to discover the secrets of Poppetsborough.  It was he who greeted the Poppets and befriended them slowly one by one, from the paper cats to the dogs and paper people. It was he who first discovered the Wells of Knowledge that have since been well hidden because the Wells are the source of Poppetsborough’s magic.

And that is what began the Mouse on his first Journey to being a Guardian.  He became the protector of the Well from a force that arrived on the magical paper train.  It was wicked and wanted to steal the magic of the Wells.  It was the mouse that managed to outwit his foe though it was tiny and afraid. What evil he triumphed over is unknown even to the Elemental Guardians for we were not there when the threat made its move.”

“But that is how the Mouse Guardian began, he was not always large nor was he a warrior. The Magic of Poppetsborough allowed that over time as he slowly grew into his role after he outwitted a Giant and made it fall far below where it sank and made a sea as well as many other threats.”

“It was doing this that lead him to be revered by the Mouse Guardians that arrived, for Jack had other unexpected allies. The Elemental Guardians of the Fairelands whom would visit him often soon brought children to defend this world of imagination and wonder. It was these children that took up the cause of protecting Poppetsborough long after The Mouse guardian disappeared.”

“Unfortunately now the world of Poppetsborugh is being torn apart by the holes and tears of nothingness.  So it is the duty of the Guardians of Earth, Air, and Mouse to gather allies to stop this from continuing.”

-Strifeclaw Guardian of the Earth Stone


How Tepic met the Great Mouse

“As yer can see.. by my magnificent tail, though course the tails mice have ain’t bad, just not quite so… well… magnificent… I is a fox by nature, not usually best mates with mice…but i was wanderin about an found meself in a place with words all over the walls, the streets an the roofs….

“They were fierce lookin, an closed in, as if they thought I were gonna bust up the place….. it looked bad fer me, after all, the odds were bout twenty ter one, an i were sure ter get pasted….i took me stand, back to the spine of a book of heroic tales… prepared to sell me life dearly.

“Then the folk in front of me parted, to leave space for the biggest mouse I had ever seen to come forward…..well, it looked grimmer still, the furry fiend in front of me, an i can tell yer now, though i tried ter keep me teeth from chatterin, me legs were turnin ter jelly!”

“But then, when I thought me last minute had come, the mouse smiles at me an says “Welcome to Poppetsborough, brave cub, will you join the Guardians of this world?”

“Now it was cus I stood up an were ready ter go down fightin that the mouse saw me worth, an invited me ter join the Guardians, bringin with me the cunning of the fox ter the bravery of the other Guardians!

“So yep, I agreed, an the lesson of me story is, stand up fer yerself, an things will work out……. though it’s usually best ter have a big gang of friends ter back yer up!”

-Tepic Harlequin  Fox boy/Mouse Guardian 



Bubble warmth of Poppetsborough

“Not long after Poppetsborough was sneezed out of the book the people noticed that the weather was changing.  In between the book covers they were nice and snug but out here, breezes began to blow.

“For the first time in their lives, they felt cold.  They wanted to be warm, but a fire would be a disaster they tried making a stove using dust for smoke so it would look warm but it made everyone sneeze.

“One of the smaller Poppets was playing with a bubble pipe and they got an idea that since the wind blew so much, they put up a pinwheel and it turned round and round. and they put lots of bubble makers on it.  Now when the wind turns, bubble-smoke rises up the chimney it looks like a nice warm fire and keeps the Poppets warm.”

-Taylor Muggins Mouse Guardian


The tale of the Great Mouse tails tale.

“Once upon a time the great mouse was on a quest to find the great cheese cave of keith, but as he walked through the forest of delightful springs, suddenly a he was tangled up in a ball of string.  And as he dangled there up walked a ragged man with a pointy hat.

“Who has dared to tangle me?” asked the mouse.

“I am the Bard of Bards,” said the Bard, “And I have captured you for you are the great mouse.”

“But what does a bard need of a mouse?” asked the great mouse.  “I have nothing of worth to a Bard.”

“Oh but you do,” said the Bard of Bards for a bard is a man who strolls the lands collecting tales to tell and sometimes they play music to help liven their stories.  “I know of you, oh great mouse, I have heard many a tale of your adventures and I have come to collect all of them and seal them within my WORD HORDE.

“Why is that so important to you?” asked the mouse, “For they are simply tales?”

“My dear mouse,” replied the Bard of Bards with a wicked patronizing grin.  “Do you know nothing of bards and the power we have?”

“No,” said the mouse

“Everyone goes through their lives  leaving behind stories,” said the Bard.  “But only those collected by us bards are remembered and told over and over again. Without the word hordes, nothing is remembered, and those who have the bigger horde has the most power.”

The Bard of Bards continued, “I have taken many other bards word hordes and gathered them together in my own, and now I will add your tales to mine to be the biggest of all word hordes.”

“I see,” replied the great mouse, “but you cant just take my word horde.”

“Why not?” asked the Bard of Bards.

“Because the tale of the Great Mouse who contested with the Bard of Bards would not be a good story if there was no contest.”

“You are indeed a wise mouse,” laughed the bard of bards.  “For it is true, I can not take your word horde from you until I have defeated you in a bardic duel.”

“Alright,” says the mouse, “how does one win in a bardic duel?”

The Bard moved to untangle the great mouse from the ball of string before he removed his hat which had small holes in it and explained to the mouse.  “In my hat are some objects, we must each pull from it and what ever comes out you must tell a tale.  The words will know who has won.”

The mouse agreed with an innocent twitch of the nose.

“You may go first” says the Bard of Bards holding the hat down for the mouse to reach into it.

“So the mouse reached into the hat and rummages about then finally withdraws his little mouse paw to reveal…a leaf.

“There you go,” says the Bard, “Now tell a story.”

There was a short pause before the mouse began, “Once upon a time there was a warrior who served a great king, and the king had a beautiful queen.  But the queen loved the young warrior and they got caught and taken to the king.

“The king was angry.  He felt betrayed and he was about to kill them both when a magical fae  took pity on the warrior and queens love.  She appeared and said “By the spirits of the tree give these two a chance, give them a choice.”

The king bade the fae to continue, “Choose to let them die at your hands or offer them to only spend time together when the leaves are green.”

The King laughed and agreed because he lived in the North and it always snowed.  The King turned to his captives, “I will let the warrior choose, death or only to be with my queen when the leaves are green.”

As the warrior was about to decide death for he could not ever consider sharing his love, he looked down to see a holly leaf.

“I choose to be with her when the leaves are green.”

“GRANTED,” said the woodland spirit.

“Ha, come with me, said the king to the queen, but she refused.

“For you said I can be with him all year since there are always green leaves somewhere in this world.”

And so the warrior got to be with the Queen forever after and the king felt his foolishness till the end of his days.

“Sorry about my pauses,” said the great mouse, for he had made up most of the story as he went and had paused many times.

“That was quite some tale, said the Bard King, “But now it is my turn and I know hundreds of better tales for everything in my hat.”

“But as the Bard reached into the hat, unknown to him the mouse stuck his tail through one of the small holes in the bottom of the hat.

The Bard grabbed and pulled out out the tip of the Great Mouse’s tail.

“Oh wow,” said the great mouse, “are you going to tell a tale about my tail?”

The Bard King was speechless.  The Bard had heard tales of the great mouse, but none so far had he learned that were about the Mouse’s tail.

“Whats the matter?” asked the Mouse, “Dont you know any tales about my tail?”

“If I did I would not be trying to obtain your word horde now would I!?” barked the Bard of Bards in frustration.

“Ok, I am waiting as you did for me,” said the mouse.

“But I don’t know anything about your tail.”

“Make it up,” giggles the mouse.

The Bard of Bards tried but all he could do was describe the tail in front of him, that it was thin and pink and a Mouse’s tail.

“Is that it?” asked the mouse in surprise.

The Bard king cursed at the Mouse, but it was clear he had lost the contest and his words had no power over the Mouse now.

“I guess I win the duel, now begone you mean old Bard and never come back.  It’s one thing to know and memorize every story, but if you cant use your imagination to make your own then you can never beat a mouse with a tail.”

The Bard King retreated before the Great Mouse, who then continued his journey.

– Loki Eliot  Mouse Guardian


The Tears of Poppetsborough

I think it is time for one last tale.  It is a very important tale.  Once upon a time there was a gathering of Mouse Guardians and their allies.And terrible holes began to form in their own home while they tried to celebrate the anniversary of their Hero.

It was then that they followed the clues to the riddle and Found the Well of Knowledge they sought, and called on their friends to join them the next day to fill it.  Because they knew that it was only with the help of strangers that Poppetsborough could be saved.

The story was us and the time is now.  Let us go search near the statue of Jack Dot’n’Comma.

“Loki followed Jimmy,” said Loki as he became a part of his own story.  Soon all the children gathered and started writing their own story as they went.

“Here he is, said Myrtil,” Myrtil proclaimed.

“Yes,” said the Guardian of the Earth. “And here is the statue of Jack. The riddle said to search the sands near Jack”

So the children searched and the Well of Inspiration was found and raised out of the sand once again.  Though more holes appeared there was now hope, but the Elemental Gaurdian warned that they would need everyone gathered again tomorrow to fill the Well once again.

The Gaurdians dispersed to spread the story and let everyone know that they were welcome to come be part of that story, the story to save Poppetsborough from destruction.

– Strifeclaw Guardian of the Earth Stone