Autumn is a forest spirit, and a tricky one at that. As a member of the Folk she is forbidden to walk amongst humans, but she was never much of one for rules.

Most of the time, she appears as a lithe forest pixie, with cinnamon skin and scintillating, prismatic wings, clad in a rude but colorful barkskin dress that covers her in strips. She is barelegged and barefoot, with and a crown of holly on her head. She smells strongly of pomegranate. She is very small, less than a foot tall, and flits about in the air. This is her natural form.

She can appear as a normal-sized person, however, when the mood strikes her.

Amongst outsiders, whom she typically shuns, she will take the form of a young pirate girl, with long blonde hair and gaudy clothing.

Autumn knows the ways of the Folk, including glamour magic, which is mysterious to mortals, but allows her to temporarily change the form of almost anyone or anything. She has other abilities, most as yet unrevealed, such as the ability to influence the weather. She cannot touch cold iron. It burns her.

The Folk are secretive and mysterious, mystical creatures of dream and shadow. They keep to themselves but occasionally interact with humans, anything from as minor to small tricks to as major as stealing a child and replacing it with one of their own. There's something suspicious about one of them living so openly amongst human beings, but as to whether or not Autumn is just flighty or part of a larger agenda, it is too early to tell.

"By the way, Gorry Louis eats poo. I'm not kidding, real poo. And it's SURELY you goober!"

Yes Autumn. Yes he does.

You hear mcire whisper �That's right, I'm one of those bad fire burning killing dudes, ya diggg” (2011-03-16 21:14)
mcire attacks you with a machete for 1 damage. You die. (2011-03-16 21:14)

Folds arms and sticks out tongue. "HUMANS! HMPH!"