These lands are shaped by my will and my hands, human. Leave, as I will not suffer trespassing from your kind here.
Name
Dechtire
Age
Being Fae means that measuring time is unnecessary for her.
Sex
Female
Height
One foot tall
Weight
Kind of irrelevant, but she's on the light side.
The Fae have existed for thousands of years, going back into ancient times, before the "civilized nations" began to spread across the globe, all the way to the time of the Tuatha Dé Danann, who came from islands to the west, far across what would later be known as the Atlantic Sea. These beings, godlike in nature due to their own mastery of magic, traversed the sea to settle the isle that is today known as Ireland. They were led by a true god, Danu, and even named themselves after her in their language.
Tuatha Dé Danann, or People of the goddess Danu, beached themselves on primordial Ireland, soon waging war on the Firbolg for the land at the first Battle of Mag Tuireadh. It took some years, but the Tuatha Dé eventually killed, or drove off, the entirety of the Firbolg, leaving them to deal with the Formorians, a race of large and demonic people who the Firbolg had managed to live peacefully with.
They dealt more subtly with them, but a second Battle of Mag Tuireadh was unavoidable. In the second battle, the Tuatha Dé destroyed the Formorian hegemony over Ireland for good, eventually ending the war after pushing the Formorians into the province of Connacht and leaving the land to them when the fighting came to a stand still.
Their relationship with the Formorians from there becomes complex, with some members intermarrying, while the majority of the Formorians hold a bitter resentment towards the Tuatha Dé Danann for taking their land and destroying their people. On the other side, the majority of Tuatha Dé still regard the Formorians with suspicion and watch them carefully.
As time wore on, the intermingling magic of the Tuatha Dé and the Formorians gave way to other races, spreading out across and beyond the island. Humans, after many years, eventually found their way to the island, greeted by the Tuatha Dé. The humans were easily taken by the god-like Tuatha Dé, awed by their ability to control the world with such ease.
The band of humans that arrived on the island were permitted to stay and given land to settle, the Tuatha Dé hardly finding an issue with this race that seemed to treat them with such reverence.
Time marched on, The humans advancing in all areas as the Tuatha Dé and the Formorians looked on. They had no magic, but thrived all the same. To the Formorians, who had come into the world with their abilities already present, they were confusing. To the Tuatha Dé, who had to spend centuries perfecting their magic to survive, there was some measure of respect.
At the start of a new age of thinking for these humans, efforts were made to better understand the Fae and all the races that composed them. They tried to organize them by magical power with some success, but it was some years before a universal system was accepted. The Tuatha Dé Danann and the Formorians made up the first category, Greater Fae, while the races born of their magic usually fell into the second category, Lesser Fae.
Problems with this way of making sense of the different Fae arose when some fell into neither category, having more power than the Lesser Fae, but less power than the Greater Fae. A third category was created, but it was simply an in-the-middle write-off if the creature didn't match either category.
The discovery of what would later be called Faeries and the Faerie Queens helped bridge the gap. The category was renamed after the predominant race, Faeries.
Fast forwarding to a more modern time period and this is where Dechtire comes in. She is among some of the original Faeries that were first created from the mixing of magic, imbued with a great deal of power that would later see her labeled a Faerie Queen. She is among a few Faeries that have survived for thousands of years, watched as the Tuatha De Danann and Formorians both left this world to escape a growing hatred for all things that didn't conform to the new religions spreading amidst humanity, and kept themselves secret from the prying eyes of mortals that would either abuse their power, or would treat them with cruelty.
She, like other Faerie Queens, forged her own pocket world, where lesser faeries are born and tend to spend most of their lives, knowing little to nothing of the human world. There are ways to enter or exit the land, of course, but the Queens take special care to hide these ways, both from humans and their own daughters.
Unlike some of her more chaotic or hateful sisters, Dechtire generally has a kinder outlook upon humans, her opinion of them tainted from her own past and unpleasant experiences with them, one of which lead to the loss of her right wings and their replacement with crystal. Though the crystals do work to replace the lost wings, she will never be able to fly correctly, or as well, again.
The few things that would cause her to have an automatically negative view of a human is if they enter her lands uninvited, no matter the reason, or if they attempt to harm her or her daughters.