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[Bio a rambling work in progress] They used to say if you didn't leave an iron nail in a baby's crib, that fairies could come and steal the baby away. The reasons for this are always a little unclear. Some stories say that Fairies simply prefer a sturdy human children to their own. Some say Fairies, having no soul in lands turning Christian, are a dying race and need strong blood to mix with their own if they are to endure. Other stories still say Human Milk is a way to nurse a sickly fay baby back to strength. Whatever the reason, if there was any at all, Fiona(that is not her real name) was little more than a sickly pile of sticks when she was left in the crib of an Irish lord's home.
Baptized as a precaution against fairy kidnappings (too late!) and thus ensuring she would never be able to return home, she was abandoned altogether.


Fiona (Perhaps due to that human milk) survived, but eventually Ireland fell to the Christians. The Fay who could, returned to Faerie leaving those like Fiona behind to fend for themselves. She fended and again survived. She remembers the old days but only in fragments, wisps of stories that could be about other people. Now, in the modern human world she is a packrat and collector. She runs (lives inside) a little shop of curiosities. Collected junk, treasure and plants fill every corner of her home. She refuses to sell anything but a good trade is never turned down. Nor is a glass of wine, a story, or honey toast.

Fiona is quite literally a Changling, a creature born of sticks and leaves, given enough life (but no soul) to impersonate a human child. Raised by her human parents, she lived alongside them, learning human ways as much as any fairy can. Instinctively she is skilled with illusion, glamour and shape shifting and general magic charms and potions.