Okay, but consider this...
Modern fantasy creatures and people being exposed to new lifestyles and developing dreams and goals that donât fit with their species or their culture in the slightest.
A dwarf who was born in a mine, grew up in a mine, and can count the number of times theyâve been surface-side on both hands. One of these times, they witnessed an airshow. They go home and tell their parents: âMom, Dad, I want to be a pilot.â âWhatâs a pilot?â âWeâll, yâseeâŚâ And a brief explanation later⌠âYOU WANT TO DO WHAT? WHERE DID WE GO WRONG? DAMN IT, ROK, I TOLD YOU THAT THE SUN WOULD GO TO HIS HEAD. NOW HE THINKS HE CAN FUCKING FLY, THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!
An elf who has a deep interest in geology and underground exploration signs up for a dwarven digging mission. Shows up first day all long limbs and being seven feet tall, and has to become a 90 degree angle to get through the door. âHey guys! Whoâs ready to look at some rocks? Am I right? Well, itâs a tight fit, but I bet I can do it if I squeeze. Ooh, I know some great digging songs by the way.â The dwarves immediately try to find a way to fire the elf without being sued for racial discrimination. âI told you we should have been more careful about the ad.â âI put in it Gold and Gems Monthly, Brek, how was I to know elves read that kind of thing?â âOHMIGOSH, GUYS COME SEE WHAT I FOUND!â âYour turn, Nik.â âI swear to God, if itâs another goddamn stalagmite againâŚâÂ
A centaur whose herd migrates to a coast area and sees the ocean for the first time. âGreyhoof, Iâm going to be a fisherman.â âWhat?â âIâm going to sail the seven seas; I want to be a sailor.â âBlackmane, youâre half horse, you canât sail.â âI can learn.â âYou canât climb their weird ropes things. What would you even do on the ocean?â âItâs called rigging and Iâd be a fisherman, obviously, like I told you.â âYOUâRE A CENTAUR, YOU CANâT SAIL!â âYOU DONâT KNOW THAT. DONâT TRY AND DESTROY MY DREAMS, GREYHOOF, I CAN DO ANYTHING I SET MY MIND TO. I BELIEVE IN ME.â
A mermaid who gets really interested in those land mountains that touch the clouds and meets an extreme mountain-climber on the beach, then decides theyâve found their calling. âIâm going to be the first mermaid to climb Mount Everest.â âWhat? Bluefins, thatâs ridiculous.â âNo, no, Iâm gonna do it.â âYou canât breathe air.â âIâll bring a tank of water, like what the humans do with air when they dive.â âYOU DONâT HAVE LEGS.â âI know, thatâs whatâll make me the first mermaid to do it. Iâm going to have to work around that, butâ âFOR FUCKâS SAKE, BLUEFINS. WEâRE TROPICAL.â âNo, see, there are these human things called coats. Iâve got it all figured out. Look, I drew plans.â âWITH WHAT?â