"You don't belong here. This isn't your territory and you have no right to be here. We've lived in peace for so long, and you guys aren't even kind. Your friend mentioned stabbing. I wouldn't hurt you unless you hurt us first, but you're coming pretty close to me making the first move. Why are you even in here? Get back to the border." He muttered, sharpening a knife.
"We need shelter and help. if you're not willing to provide that then so be it. Just know that if the Sirens ever make it up here, we won't be here to help you." she scoffed, smirking.
"Awesome. That's how we've lived for the past... I don't know, 100 years?" Damien shrugged, disregarding her attempt at trying to get revenge. "How do we know you guys wouldn't just kill us? Like seriously, you expect us to be so trusting?"
Anya bared her teeth. "Damn, you're attitude is crappy! What the hell is wrong with you!? You know what? I don't care! I hope the sirens come up to this Mountain! You'll enjoy their company! I'm out." Anya flew away.
"She's angry because we won't shelter her people. We haven't had strangers here before and we've lived a neutral life for as long as our culture goes back. If whoever their enemies are find out that we're housing them, they'll hunt us too. Nobody has even found this place.. how did they.." Damien said, looking up to the moon.
AHRI:
Ahri finally stood up and walked back to the others.
"Strangers? This is what we've all needed. I'm sick of being cooped up here. And I mean if the Sirens make it up here, whatever they are... They sound dangerous. We would want their help.
"Then why haven't you left? You know you're free to go off on your own once you turn 16." Damien's arms folded. If people were so unhappy, why do they stay?
(The current fairy is an NPC elder and is going to pass away and give the throne to someone else at some point soon.)