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Curious creatures found in the Wodeskog

From Bork and Mafalda Eiwisk's Return to the Wodeskog published after the trip Sir Bork Eiwisk took on the occasion of the hundredth anniversary of his first journey through the faerie tribal lands:

Sir Bork Eiwisk in a wheelchair, his granddaughter Mafalda and a Homunculus

Artist's impression of Sir Bork Eiwisk
investigating a Homunculus.

The clan had gained several beehives and a Gnomian Transporter that eliminated the need to crack open eggs and weave string out of faerie hairs for each transport like they used to do in Thrashbarg's day. I must admit, and this may just be because I am now so very old, I found it disappointing to see yet another clan having become so civilized. The descendants of Thrashbarg were undeniably thriving under the leadership of Aleas, but if this most conservative clan would not preserve its old ways, which one would? Something was getting lost in the march of progress.

What also surprised me was the sheer number of outsiders the clan had allowed in its ranks at the same time. Not only were there three faeries staying with them who had clear Myrkskog accents, but there were also two groups of hitherto unknown species living near the clan's main dwelling. We met the first group as young Sash showed us the new beehives on the first day. It consisted of several dozen identical looking creatures, which were hairless and apparently sexless. They were also mute, but able to understand what we or the faeries said in any language we could think of. Mafalda instructed one of them to stand on its head in the language of the Douards, whose pronunciation her mother had painstakingly reconstructed through analyzing spelling errors in tablets found in the ruins of a Douard nursery school. The creature responded by standing on its head, and stayed in that position until Sash told it to stand on its legs and get back to work.

The creatures, which Sash referred to using the Latin word "Homunculus", all performed menial work around the beehives and the squirrel pens, cleaning up squirrel droppings and harvesting honey from the hives without any form of protection. Sash told us she thought they couldn't feel pain, though they could be incapacitated through injury. That night, Mafalda improvised a trap to catch one of them in, brought it to the others and instructed them, in Douard, to roast it on the communal spit for us. Unfortunately, the meat was tough and not very flavorful, with a disturbing aftertaste of eucalyptus that would not go away for hours. This is just as well as these "Homunculi" seemed incapable of producing new members of their species to replace the one we killed.

As for the second group, we did not even notice them until the morning of the second day of our visit. They lived in the main dwelling of the faerie clan, hiding among them. They were a family of a species that resembled humans exactly in all aspects but one: while the hair patterns, ear shape, dentition and general proportions were those of humans, their size was that of a faerie; in other words half that of a goblin. They wore the same body decorations and headgear as the faeries in the dwelling, and generally acted as though they were full members of the clan, despite lacking wings and having hardly any magical ability. The adult female of the three recognized me and mentioned that she had read one of my earlier books. She seemed honored to meet me but unfortunately very wary of both me and Mafalda. As there were only three of them — the others being an adult male and a juvenile female, we decided against taste-testing one. The loss of such a rare creature would undoubtedly be noticed by the others and by our faerie hosts. Still, should any future explorer determine that there is another tribe of faerie-sized humanoids in the area, we would like to hear how they live, and how they taste.

From a review of Return to the Wodeskog:

Sadly, and in contrast to the crisp style of his books from half a century ago, Sir Bork Eiwisk's rambling style and unbelievable stories make this reader wonder if the old man hasn't finally lost his marbles. Does he really expect us to believe there are undiscovered species of identical, sexless creatures and faerie-sized humans waiting for us to get a taste of? If so, why did he not at least bring one of those "Homunculi" home? And as for the feeble excuse he offers for not sampling one of those faerie-humans: would the Bork Eiwisk of Ethnography and Gastronomy of the Forest Tribes, the book his last trip was meant to commemorate, have passed on a sampling opportunity just because the creature was rare? Sorry, but that just won't fly. This reviewer thinks Sir Bork made these creatures up out of pure frustration over the fact that, in this day and age, there is nothing left to discover, and his doting granddaughter simply egged him on. It is time Sir Bork took his final trip to the Temple of Devourment while he's still capable of understanding the ritual.


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Comments

Hmmm...Fairy-sized human-like creatures? Interesting...surely he was tripping when he saw those. What next, fox-like humanoid beings with magic that seems like technology? Gods forbid! Heh...I like the comic so far, though.
Posted by Folfette
Never eat pink smurfs :D
Posted by TuuronTour
Hmm, why does the link head back to the first issue?
The correct date is "2009-02-23"?
Joseph, it's a limitation to the CMS. Right now, you have reached the final comic in an archive section, and "next comic" links to the first of another archive section - so it's not in fact the first episode that it's linking to. It's not something that's within my power to resolve.
Posted by Reinder

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