The term Magical creature described the appearance that these beings had upon The Reveal, as they appeared to employ magic in their daily reckoning. Those of Magical descent were not subject to the same laws of cause and effect that Demons, humans, and Vampires were tied to, and appeared to have Magical means that defied the logic of their existence. The Elf wandered about the various worlds secure in the knowledge that they were kept safe by a combination of the Seal of Sere and their innate abilities. This realisation, instead of leading to a composed, reflective being, created a creature that used mischief and intrigue to occupy themselves.

Always female, with copper hair and kaleidoscope eyes that would turn into stormy teal when provoked, her slender body gave the deceptive appearance of fragility. The Elf was an active, athletic, and graceful being. Only the slight point gracing the tip of her ears was the hint of the Magical mayhem below the surface of such a delicious exterior.

Elves crossed The Reveal, often hiding in plain sight, rarely noticed by those they chose to annoy until the damage was done. The Elf, whilst not cruel, was a disinterested party, remaining uninvolved in the plight of another—unless it affected her amusement.

The result of this was that manufacturers of sweets became affluent while those who grew cabbage remained on the outskirts of indulgent wealth. Interaction between Magical creatures rarely extended beyond an exchange of information with the burden of friendship being sporadic.

Conversation between Magical creatures was static and fragmented, and with the Elf was more often than not in the form of a demand. Magical creatures tended to absorb most of their information from the atmosphere, so they rarely had to articulate states such as annoyance, because they were well aware of the emotions of others. Once outside their realm, they slowly returned to a more loquacious form when they encountered beings that required more than their fragmented dialogue.

When confronted with violence, the Elf was in general passive, unless invested, preferring to dissolve and leave the aggressor with a non-existent victim. Able to move peripherally to view, disappear, or hide in plain sight, the Elf existed on the edges of reality, a reality that would be surprised to discover these beings were the ones often responsible for unexplained mishaps, breakages, a miscount of money, and of course the last piece of cake mysteriously disappearing.

The Elf came—took—they had no requirement to conquer for the universe was already theirs. Demons watched these Magical creatures with a mixture of contempt, envy, and desire as Elves were always female, always beautiful, and always elsewhere.

The contempt of Demons stemmed from the inability of Elves to declare their intent outright, or at least to battle for what they wanted. Envy at them sliding without effort between worlds, never having to struggle for anything. If truth be told, the Elf wanted for nothing because the Elf wanted nothing, as they lived for the experience and not the result.

The consumer durables that held the human world prisoner, the power that held the Demon world enthralled, had no value to a creature that would trade it all away for a bag of sugar. The only time an Elf came into full view without choice was when she was in peril or angry, and it was very difficult to inspire a being aloof to its own existence into a fury.

If the Elf was stirred to a reaction outside her realm, she had at her disposal several Magical options for defence. This included the Seal of Sere, the protection spell that bound both Magical and Demons to consequences for their actions. Orchestrating the Seal of Sere was the last great effort of the wayward Elves. After this, they renounced their hastily appointed position of Elders, a rank that had been filled in the past by whoever could be bothered, and quickly regressed back into the mischief of The Reveal.

Until ready for union, they lived solitary lives where they played on the edge of seduction to get their own way. They were busy either plaguing or abandoning puzzled males whose inspired desires were met with sudden lack of presence. The Elf used seduction not to seduce, but as another tool in her bag of tricks with some of these more deadly than others.

Their names were often cursed behind the scenes of great embarrassments, humiliations, and sometimes amusing disasters. Amid her mischief there was nothing the Elf loved more than to expose hubris and disclose devious secrets. Enjoying longevity similar to Demons, as well as a life of wicked desires, the Elf often enjoyed watching the fruits of her labour before absconding.

Interaction required personal investment, and for her that was dangerous until maturation. Her only immediate concern was the unwanted attentions of the Martyc Demon whose sole weakness was the ability to love and stalk an Elf for eternity.

The Elf nearly always chose her mate outside her species, which kept her powers stronger than other Magical folk because the mixed genetic heritage created a formidable being. The Elf, one who spent the early part of her life annoying Demons, was mocked by destiny because her mate was often a Martyc. Elves had unions with other Magical and non-Demon males, but the result was often a barren and short-lived exercise.

The strength of the Elf lay within her lineage so what gave her freedom also trapped her into choosing one with an equal heritage able to cope with one of the most powerful beings of The Reveal. The Elf feared very little in her journeys for only the Martyc, with his commanding presence and capacity for an eternity of fascination made her wary.

Until ready to settle into a relationship, she preferred to be a lone creature free to create havoc wherever her heart desired. The Martyc with his passionate nature would consume the Elf, demanding her constant presence and attention, leaving her to yearn for the simple joy of freedom. The Elf could wander the Vampire world with impunity, for this mutation, if she allowed them to catch her, was unable to use Elf blood because it would poison them. The closer Vampires grew to their Ancient status the more Demonic was their reaction to the Elf—until they also sought her company.

Despite the ability to change human experience, or contain Demon violence, the Elf preferred to survey the drama played out before her as it didn’t do well for this creature to indulge in sentiment. For the Magical being, after centuries of enjoying the role of prankster and observer, was now unable to contain the powerful emotion of their own spirit. Elves, once in the throes of passion, anger, or grief, discovered themselves vulnerable and suddenly able to die from something as simple as despair.