Meet Fiona and her trooping fairies (pixies) Lydia, Bridget, Naida; as well as Hob. Plus a few others in the background you’ll get to know soon.

Have I mentioned trooping fairies yet? Here’s W.B. Yeats on the topic from his Fairy and Folk Tales of the Irish Peasantry:

Are they “the gods of the earth”? Perhaps! Many poets, and all mystic and occult writers, in all ages and countries, have declared that behind the visible are chains on chains of conscious beings, who are not of heaven but of the earth, who have no inherent form but change according to their whim, or the mind that sees them. You cannot lift your hand without influencing and being influenced by hoards. The visible world is merely their skin. In dreams we go amongst them, and play with them, and combat with them. They are, perhaps, human souls in the crucible–these creatures of whim.

Do not think the fairies are always little. Everything is capricious about them, even their size. They seem to take what size or shape pleases them. Their chief occupations are feasting, fighting, and making love, and playing the most beautiful music. They have only one industrious person amongst them, the lepra-caun–the shoemaker. Perhaps they wear their shoes out with dancing. Near the village of Ballisodare is a little woman who lived amongst them seven years. When she came home she had no toes–she had danced them off.

↓ Transcript
PANEL 1
Knob, one arm around Fetch, the other gesturing to the squatters while Tara watches.

FETCH Are you with these guys?
KNOB Kinda. I prefer to sleep under bridges. But I look after them.

PANEL 2
Knob and Fetch
KNOB: Sorry they took over your house. They’re desperate.
There’s no place to live.
Hear these fair folk out.

PANEL 3
Fiona shakes Fetch’s hand. Izzy, the “creep” looks away embarrassed.

FIONA: We should meet properly. I’m Fiona. Sorry about your window. I don’t like
creeps. Since I run away from home, I’ve had me fair share.
FETCH: I don’t blame you.

PANEL 4
Fiona introduces the pixies.

FIONA: These are my troops: Lydia, Bridget, and Naida.
LYDIA: My displeasure is all yours.
BRIDGET: Keep flying and stay shiny!
NAIDA: Blessed be.

PANEL 5
Hob thumps chest at Fetch.

HOB: Some calls me Hob! I ate a whole horse and crapped it in your backyard!
This house is mine now!
FETCH: You can have the yard.
HOB: Hooray!

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