Maurice Sangpatte the french RedCap goblin \ Maurice Sangpatte el Gorro Rojo frances

No matter how hard I try this little nasty guy keeps trying to stab or throw stones to somebody, I guess he just had a hard life lurking behind ruins and feeding of flesh and bones, I guess... Redcaps are hard to domesticate although this little fellow apparently called Maurice seems to be a bit more pleasant than other "nice" comrades of him I met before in my journeys.

Tum Tum the hidden grass pixie / Tum Tum el escurridizo pixie de la maleza

Taking a short walk through the woods I found this little pixie lurking in the weeds.
It has an amazing ability to blend in with the surroundings and extraordinary speed to escape from predators.

Although I lacked the necessary equipment except for my camera, it has been relatively easy to find and engage him in conversation .
Apparently he's tired of living in the same place near the same stream and want to travel and see the world .

Fÿm Fastfingers, the messenger of Queen Maab / Fÿm el mensajero de la Reina Maab

One tip, if you find Fÿm around, keep your belongings in a safe place ... especially if you're eating a good cheese sandwich with capers, he loves them !.

Fÿm Fastfingers is a self starter. he will not hesitate to "borrow" each food, material or tool that is useful in any of his countless adventures ... and there are many, believe me.
You will not find in the world a Fae elf, sylph, pixie or kobold quickest, most agile and cunning than Fÿm ... so fast that the wind itself is jealous of his dancing feet that fly rather than run.

Melquíades a very wise library elf / Melquíades un duende de biblioteca muy sabio

I´ve taken long since I last updated the blog, sorry to everyone !! I´ve been working hard these days so I could finish some elves/goblins I had in mind... they came to visit the studio and got to dress them properly for their adoption !

Today I´m presenting you Melquiades, he´s a really wise guy and an awesome storyteller...

¡ Un elfo doméstico en mi dormitorio !

Encontré a este pequeñajo rebuscando entre mis calcetines viejos... sé que no debe ser agradable, pero según puedo entender por sus aspavientos y carcajadas para él debe ser como ir de compras a Zara en plena temporada de rebajas.

No he dudado en regalarle todos y cada uno de los calcetines llenos de agujeros, raídos o sin emparejar que he sido capaz de encontrar (aunque según dicen por ahí a los elfos no se les debe regalar ropa) a lo que su respuesta ha sido un contundente mordisco en el dedo del pie. No sé si será su forma de darme las gracias pero ha dolido...