#old finch

A reminder of who Old Finch is for anyone - he’s a gorgeously sweet and very old fae from Garek’s story, obliquely mentioned in Lasza’s story too. (Both male orc stories)

Finch, a very elderly fae who had retired from the Seelie Court to the human realm for the last decades of his life, waved at you one morning, shuffling through in his homespun trousers and tweed jacket, his traditionally long fae hair braided and knotted atop his head. His back was bent with age and his skin had a papery quality to it now, but he was still proud and formal. “Light’s blessing on you child,” he offered as he passed.

You looked down from your short step ladder, where you’d been shelving the latest contemporary novels, and waved back. “And to you, Finch.” None of the fae ever gave their true names, but you thought this one suited him. He had a rather beaky quality to his face, and his dark eyes were still bright with life yet.

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2. Does your OC have a temper? Hmmm. Not so much a temper, but he can get pretty cranky when things aren’t fair or when someone tries to take advantage of another. 

9. Now something they really love? He loves taking a walk at sunrise. It’s not something he does every day, but he really enjoys listening to the birds chirruping and watching the sun glance through the trees. In the winter, he doesn’t do it because his old fae bones creak and ache, but in the late spring to early autumn, he can usually be seen walking through the village with his dryad-whittled cane and his stooped back, heading down to the little river to feed the ducks and enjoy the very simple pleasures in life. He gets lonely sometimes, but mostly he’s content on his own. He’s well-liked in the village, so he’s always got someone he can call on if needs be.