Category Archives: Fairelands

Posts about the Fairelands themselves: sim teasers, descriptions, sim builder interviews.

The Fairelands of the Tenth Edition

How many memories have been made in the Fairelands? How many friends have been found, dances shared, quests completed, amazing moments encountered? In a full decade? Countless.

Fantasy Faire has been a part of the annual cycle of our beloved shared grid for ten years. It has heralded the spring, brought with it fleeting wonders and breathtaking views, inspired imagination and hope for a decade.

This year we bring you the 10th Edition of Fairelands, ready to be explored, shared and enjoyed! There will be ten shopping sims, and five additional ones to feature the various events, quest and Literary Festival. For details about the Fairelands forming the continent this year, please read forward.

Come and join the legacy!

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Catching the moments – ColeMarie Soliel’s vision of Fantasy Faire

In this lovely machinima, ColeMarie Soliel has brilliantly captured a selection of the moments that made up Fantasy Faire, giving us all chance to remember the places and the people and the events that made up this year’s Fantasy Faire.


Ursula And The Pink Froggy Hat

Monday evening saw the big closing party at the Faire, and Tuesday morning I had to go to work after a long weekend spent between two worlds, the tangible and the virtual one… well, maybe the balance was tilted a wee bit more towards the Fairelands, but only a wee lil bit. A teeny-weeny wee lil bit, you know.

I caught a very early train and, being the polite commuter that I am, I promptly reached for my lovely new pink hat with the froggies to take it off, and for a brief second it crossed my mind that I should also curl up my fluorescent pink Burbaglur antennae, as the light might disturb my fellow passengers. (Pssst… if you don’t know what, better to say who a Burbaglur is, ask Kilik Lekvoda. He will be happy to help…)

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Then I almost slapped my forehead in realisation. Damn. I was traveling on a RL train, and the only body parts I could curl or fold or bend were my RL limbs… and the funny pink hat with the froggies was left behind in another realm.

Yes, Dear Reader, this year I could spend more time in the Fairelands than ever before, thanks to some well-placed RL holidays… and boy, did I live life to the fullest. I talked a lot. A lot, I say… I met creators I had previously known only by name, who turned out to be nice, smart and funny people. I rode the Candy Bus together with a black unicorn, the driver’s seat occupied by a penguin. I modelled at a Mermaid group picture shoot.

Emblem Project - Mermaids - Fantasy Faire 2017

I went to a jail-and-bail where I ended up in the cage with the tag “Jailbird” above my head, and I shared my prison with some tiny cats and a bathtub full of bottled beer. I received so many wonderful gifts, and I also handed out some. I saw breathtaking dance and theatrical performances. I chatted, I laughed (a lot!), I shot pictures, I was standing around in the Fairelands in absolute awe of the genius that made them emerge from the mists.

Jail and Bail with giants and tinies! Yay!

It is a weird coincidence (but do coincidences exist at all?) that the scheduled topic to discuss with my med students in class during Fantasy Faire Week is one of the toughest and most difficult… end-of-life issues. How to communicate with terminally ill patients, how to face and manage the hardest kind of loss, the loss of a human life.

Fantasy Faire 2017 - Lights For Charon

I always bring many, many stories with me from the Fairelands… life stories told between a Deera stampede and a Gangnam-dancing flashmob, burdened with suffering and pain, both physical and psychological, memories from hospital visits, the gut-wrenching fear before the result of a biopsy is revealed… and I also tell my students how you relay, Faire Folk, how you are able to find immense pleasure in what you do, how you appreciate the moments of shadow-free mirth. I have been enjoying the Faire differently, too, ever since I got the diagnosis of “The Big C”… because serene moments are dear and precious for us, Reader, and our laughter rings with this deep understanding.

Fantasy Faire 2017 - The Rose

… by the way, I know a small milliner shop in town. Maybe, if I bring a nice picture, they can make me a pink hat with froggies perching on the brim… just like the one I wear when I’m a cute pink Burbaglur in Second Life.

Once upon a time…

….an angry god caused a huge flood. The giant wave destroyed civilizations, extinguished mythical creatures, and washed off all colour on the surface of the earth….

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The Underwater Art Gallery

And so begins the story of Opal Flight, the place for Art and Entertainment on the Fairelands, created by Haveit Neox and Lillia Artis. (read this interview with these great builders, for the rest of the story!)

Opal Flight is that place you go to and dive underwater to enjoy the art, the fish and the colours.  A perfect spot to unwind after exploring and/or partying or to float about when waking up!

Oh and in case you think you need to hurry, as today is the last day of the Fantasy Faire: fear not, here is a surprise!

Even though our planned programming is ending with a six hour closing party on Monday, May 1 from 1-7pm SLT, there is no reason to be sad because we have the Fairelands to roam around until THURSDAY the 4th of May!

As long as the Fairelands are here, the quest is playable and shopping and exploring encouraged!
Event times and places

Silent Auction ends on Monday, 3 PM SLT

Live Auction on Sunday, 2 – 4 PM SLT in Opal Flight

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The Song of the Spirit Pool

The Spirit Pool by Kayle Matzerath, Fantasy Faire 2017

Since the dawn of the First Age, when the peoples of the world started counting the passage of Time, we have been here. Keepers of the waters; guardians of Life’s Way; shepherds to those seeking rest as their Path leads to the gates of Beyond.

Carved from the living rock above the waters and below the outspread arms of the Goddess, our halls are open to all, from above or below the waves. Like time itself, our waters flow outwards from their beginning in the hills, passing through tunnel and channel as they seeking the Spirit Pool, while the ebb and flow of landfolk and seafolk mark the beat of the citadel’s heart.

The Spirit Pool by Kayle Matzerath, Fantasy Faire 2017

To some we are a place of commerce, folded between land and sea. To those seeking Answers or uncertain of their way as their years wane, we are a place of Sanctuary and peace. The waters of the Spirit Pool offer rest and clarity of vision and thought to those who seek either.

As the world turns, so we have seen the rise and fall of many; but while the years fall like leaves from a bough and the ages unfold as the petals of the flower, we remain. These walls, ancient before the world grew old, tire not. Though countless thousands of feet have walked our piers and halls, the stone beneath them does not fade nor wear. Our banners do not fade.

The Spirit Pool by Kayle Matzerath, Fantasy Faire 2017

“Timeless” some might call it; but that would infer we have escaped time. But how do you escape something to which you’ve never been held in thrall? We simply Are; and that is why the weary, the lost, the lingering souls caught between one realm and the next, find their way to us.

Beneath the Goddess’ outstretched arms, within the shade of covered terraces and walks, guided by the lanterns held aloft by the Handmaidens of the Pool or within the waters of the Pool itself, all who are uncertain, all who seek reset before passing beyond the realm of the physical, are welcome here.

The Spirit Pool by Kayle Matzerath, Fantasy Faire 2017

As a trader or traveller coming to this citadel for commerce, you may not see them moving among the people here, but we do. Our promises is to care for them, provide the peace they need so that they may hear their own calling. We do not offer direction; we do not encourage passage one way or the other. Each of those bound by time must make their own choice as to which path they will take.

That is how it always has been, here in the midst of the Spirit Pool, and it is how it always will be. We greet you now as friend and traveller, and offer our halls as a place of trading and meetings. And we will welcome you again, one day, when your spirit is in need of rest and your thoughts in need of focus, when the Spirit Pool calls to you once more.

The Spirit Pool by Kayle Matzerath, Fantasy Faire 2017

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The Very Latest From Ynys Seamaide at The Spirit Pool: April 27th

Thursday April 27th
The Ritual Yields an Answer…And a God!

The Envoys of Seamaide made their way to the Spirit Pool once more.

What next

They arrived to news that an aide from another land had found the last two elemental artifacts. Having all four in hand, the old Druid cast a circle and called on a beautiful female to play the ritual music on her flute.


As the music began, the Lord of the Wyldes and other Envoys, plus a foreign dignitary, took positions at the four cardinal points of the circle, each in front of one of the elemental crystals.

The Tavern Mistress Elayne called upon the spirits of the Air.


The Harbour Mistress Laila called upon the spirits of the Water.


The foreigner who had aided them many times thus far, the male known as Ktahdn, called upon the spirits of the Earth.


And the Lord of the Wyldes himself called upon the spirits of Fire to help them.


After an exhausting period of chanting and flute playing, the God of the Sea, Lugh himself, appeared in the middle of the circle.


With his aid, the Envoys were able to decipher the next step in their quest and identify the person who would be called upon to complete the task. The child Cairann was instructed by Lugh:

“Cast the stone with all your might at the forehead of the dragon, little one. And when it falls, the rest of you must cut its heart from its chest and place it upon the circle where I stand before the heart stops beating. Then you may perform the ritual upon this scroll to cleanse it. Only then may it be returned to where it belongs to heal that which is unclean. But be warned there is a price.”

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Roleplay News from The Lilypods at Mudrana: April 27th

Thursday April 27th
Enemy Mine-r, Mr. Biggins

The Lilypods confronted the dark spirits and heard their dire warnings for themselves. Tepic of the Lilypods confronted them, stating the warnings sounded like the spirits worked for the Unweaver. They did not deny their allegiance to their dark master.

Confronting the Spirits

The Lilypods refused to heed these warnings, and were discussing a way to find the Sunrise Gem, even though it was a gem only an enemy of Mudrana could find.

How to find a gem

As they discussed the possibilities they soon heard the sound of rock breaking, and discovered a man with the audacity to dig into the mountain of the Godfrog! They surrounded the intruder with hostility as the stranger waved his pickax menacingly and said the statue was in his way. Matthew the Lilypod struck the man in the knee with a stick making him fall.

Enemy of Mudrana

The children soon had the man overwhelmed and talking. His name was Mr. Biggins, and he was looking for a gem to get back home with. The Grandmaster had taken his gem hunting device for himself where it had broken into pieces. He was intending to take a gem from the Godfrog’s mountain, which risked weakening the entire Land of the Lilypad.

Surround him!

The man had made himself an enemy to Mudrana, and it was then that the children realized that they could use him to find the Sunrise gem.

Mr. Biggins, who was tired of getting hit by Matthew’s stick, agreed that if they fixed his device he would help them find the gem they needed as well. They searched high and low, and Azura the Lilypod found two of the missing pieces, but no one could find the control box.

Strifeclaws Return

It wasn’t until Matthew stumbled upon their lost guardian, Strifeclaw, that they found that she had discovered it. After telling them why she had turned to stone, she gave the Lilypods the box they needed.

He even drew a picture

The allies of Mudrana were apprehensive as they offered the device to Mr. Biggins, and a few who had just arrived did not think they should put any faith into an ‘enemy of Mudrana’.

The device made awful noises that hurt the sensitive ears of many of the Lilypods, but they followed the man in circles, growing ever more distrustful and angry as they followed. Finally, he stopped and looked at a flower.

In Circles

He said that the gem was in the flower. Though skeptical, the Lilypods raised their horns to call forth the Sunrise gem with their music.

We were just here

The flower opened up and the Sunrise gem emerged, showing that the woman poisoned the Frog Prince, and in his last moments the Pook turned into a frog and ate the woman after shrinking her as well. He then turned to stone.

The Sunrise Gem

Mr. Biggins took his device to look for a gem of his own, but as he left the spirits returned to issue their dire warnings. The Lilypods and their allies as one chased them away. With their enemies gone, the children went to what they believed was the Frog Prince statue.

They made plans to thwart the Unweavers threats to make the Godfrog fall asleep, by planning a loud race the next day, while the Guardians of Air and Earth stones prepared a Woading to break it open.

The Frog Prince

Join the Lilypods for racing on Friday, and help them keep the Godfrog entertained and awake as the Unweaver tries to make the sickness in the land spread.