Kylie/Stereotypes

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Boggan.png Boggans Can't say much good or bad about boggans in general. Not real exciting. They know their shit, at least. Best hiking boots I ever wore were made by a boggan. I'm still wearing 'em!
Eshu.png Eshu I don't trust them. They love to be all mysterious and they never stay put. Just try getting a straight answer out of one without getting a half hour story instead. Nah, they're shady.
Knocker.png Nockers I got into a swearing contest with a nocker once. Fucker made me blush. These guys are hard core, but hell if I understand any of their contraptions. A lot of redcaps like to wreck their shit. I admit, it can be fun...but probably not good for the new me.
Pooka.png Pooka Honestly, I've never really known a pooka. Run across a few here and there. Sure, they're weird and wild, but mostly other redcaps just chased them off before I could even form an opinion.
Satyr.png Satyrs Satyrs are a lot like redcaps. No really! Hunger isn't just about food. It's about need, and no other kith understands need like a satyr. You just have to get past the flowery little romance drama they put on for the sidhe and dig down to find that raw, animal passion they've all got deep inside. That's where satyr hunger is.
Redcap.png Redcaps Things have been pretty rough with my kith since I left Pittsburgh. They think I'm weak for trying to find peace. They have no idea how much strength it requires to keep the hunger in check.
Sidhe.png Sidhe Bunch of self-righteous, arrogant pretty-boys and mean girls. You think you can tell us what to do because you were born looking like anorexic Barbie dolls? Fuck you. This is the 21st Century. Time to catch up, Legolas.
Slaugh.png Sluagh I don't have a clue what to make of sluagh. Never really talked to one. Or...if any have talked to me, I couldn't hear them. They creep me out, but that's pretty normal, right?
Troll.png Trolls Buncha big ol' badasses. I've got respect for trolls. Especially now. What I'm struggling so hard to reach for comes naturally to them: a sense of purpose. Honor, even? Is that what I'm after? I'm not even sure. Maybe I should ask a troll.