Some extras for Enfys (my rainbow tiefling). I wanted to give her one more outfit (a colorful dress borrowed from a friend), and other familiar options: an almiraj, a wolpertinger, and a clockwork of my own design, fashioned from a library stamp, it’s a swiss army knife of a creature, with a magnifying glass, ink, clock, and more, and it uses a pen as a weapon.
From my project Encyclopedia of the saints: St. Francis of Assisi (bavarian version with Wolpertinger) - Berlin 2018 with the american musician Peter D‘Elia.
In German folklore, the equivalent of a jackalope is called a wolpertinger. These cryptid cuties have the body of a bunny with horns or antlers, wings, and fangs. They are normally portrayed with bird wings, but I gave these wolpertinger twins fairy vibes in celebration of Spring.
Running Up That Hill (Deal With God) has been in my head non-stop. It’s one of my fave songs of all time and now it’s everywhere cos of Stranger Things!
Okay, so I think I need to explain mine a bit. I run a Dungeons and Dragons club for teens. The party is currently adventuring through the Feywild searching for a magical macguffin. They’ve befriended an NPC, who is a bright blue dragonborn bard skinned to be a crocodile who was cursed with sentience. He plays a magical keytar made out of a fish skeleton and his name is… Crock. The students have played through two encounters with Crock as an ally. When they first encountered Crock, he was playing Crocodile Rock by Elton John, just chilling by himself in a lagoon. The kids didn’t know this was an actual song, I just read off the lyrics to the kids and described the music that was being played. When the first fight started, I turned on my normal Feywild battle playlist, but when it was Crock’s turn and he started playing his keytar, I changed the music to an endlessly looping instrumental of Crocodile Rock. The kids went a little wild, and one especially was very agitated in a performative way (“oh my GODDD not AGAIN”), but I just kept playing it. One of the kids was absent that day, but was there for the following session. We another battle started, the original kid DEMANDED that I play Crocodile Rock again because he wanted his friend to suffer through it as much as he had to. So anyway, that is how I ended up listing to Crocodile Rock roughly 100 times and as far as my brain knows, it is and will forever be the only song that’s even been written.
I hate to name a song that’s already been named but for me it’s definitely C'mon Baby, Cry by Orville Peck. His voice is just so good, the song is just the right mix of heartbreaking and gay and sweet, and the range he sings in is perfectly within my natural, comfortable range so I can sing along at the top of my lungs and not hurt myself. It’s just so good. I’m vibing pretty hard with quite a few of his songs lately, Daytona Sands; Drive Me, Crazy; The Curse of the Blackened Eye; Roses Are Falling… I’ve just had all those on repeat lately
