Nymphlopedia
Entry 11: Field Nymphs
One more scrape of the rake... plant down some of the seeds.
Vince was sweating. Honestly, this was one of the tamest biome he had been in yet, and yet...
Several of those yellowish-green Nymphs had Sonata held with an exceptionally sharp blade of grass - not to be confused with the Blade of Grass Sonata recently created from Jungle-plundering - around her neck. Vince did not forget that mere seconds ago, he was in the same place.
One of the Field Nymphs - with rather short hair - ran up and planted her ear on the ground.
"You are an excellent tiller, Vince." She said. "Better than Sonata."
"But is he good enough to let us go?" Sonata asked.
"SHUSH!" She planted a hand down on the tilled lines. Moving it. Next to the rake motions Vince made, there was a much more jagged group, seeds scattered out without as much rhyme or reason. Not that Sonata didn't try that hard, definitely. "Okay... okay, the seeds seem happy! You are good enough at planting on Farmland! You shall be spared!"
The large crowd of Field Nymphs behind them all cheered. Sonata drew the biggest breath of relief of her life.
"Okay, not that we couldn't fight back - I mean I've got myself a cool sword made of silver and you've got a bow made of silver - but that was still pretty hairy there." Sonata said.
"Yeah." Said Vince. "Maybe we should wait until we've taken out at least some of Cthulhu's body parts before doing this... honestly, it's sounding easier at this point."
"It is easier but man, Naked Empire."
"Why didn't we get Igniss, Fulgra, and Aquafla to join us again?" Vince asked. "This is the first time we purposefully went to the biome for Naked Empire recruits."
"And complicate things? Look, we did this one just by ourselves, we're fine."
The Field Nymph that judged Vince's tilling and farming skills ran up to both of them and put one hand on each of their shoulders. She also pushed her face forward, almost so that she could whisper in both of their ears. They'd both admit, her skin did feel really nice on them... one breast touching a shoulder of each one. She did, in fact, say the following in a partial whisper:
"We'll accept you moving through our biome, and as a celebration, would you like to join us in a small gathering?"
"You wanted to kill us because we accidentally knocked over a bush!" Said Sonata. "Even by Nymph standards, Pan you're assholes!"
"Yeah, I think I'll pass too." Vince said.
"Fair. Our parties tend to be a bit sexual, it might be a little uncomfortable for you anyway."
...
"I'm in." Sonata said.
Vince sighed. "Me too."
Field Nymphs.
Out in the grassy plains and in the peaceful pastures lie a type of Nymph that takes a simple approach; stealing from the unsuspecting. Whether that's a few mere copper coins, or a whole kidney or liver.
Preferred Environment: Fields.
Environment Threat Level: Peaceful.
Environment Stats: Average wetness/rainfall. Average temperature. Mundane (although they have artificial underground counterparts, which may be more strange). Common. Stretches of temperate grass, with hills, but with sparse trees. Oddly, their grass can grow well underground too.
Other Names: Grass Nymphs, Hill Nymphs, Farm Nymphs, Plain(s) Nymphs (not to be confused with Oreads being called "Plain" Nymphs, "plain" as in "ordinary" and not as in the field).
Affinity: Earth.
Color: Bright Harlequin.
Traditional Costume Weapon: A thin grass "skirt," but the blades are far and few in-between, and only to the sides of the hips. This lets them command grass and rise or lower parts of the ground, creating artificial hills and valleys. Powerful Nymphs of this type could even create large pits or mountains, effectively changing their own biome should enough time pass so to speak.
Vince's Description: Good lands. Really relaxing. I can finally lower my guard and just sleep in the grass.
...One time I did that, I got mugged. I'm still not sure who did that. But it was only once. There's also the time that Sonata and I were attacked for falling in to a bush, but that lead to an orgy, so no biggie.
Sonata's Description: So this new and hip insult that's been going around is to "touch grass." Saying that I had sex with loads of these types of Nymphs is the perfect comeback to that! Yeah, I sure touched grass alright! Hee hee hee!
Tania's Description: Field Nymphs.
Nymphae Agro.
If Deep Woods can be considered extreme forests (when Jungles are not), then the Fields could be seen as the opposite. An exceptionally calm, but sadly as in the case of this chaotic world small, almost "safe-haven." The Nymphs that live here, however, are different. Their rogue members tend to take advantage of the soft comfort and lack of hostile wildlife to attack adventurers that let their guards down, but only on occasion. Most of them are as civil as one would expect from one of the most harmless and mundane of the biomes, although they tend to have strong opinions to homes being set up. I do not understand why. Most Nymphs, including and especially myself, love having a house, so they just- okay... they can be that way if they want to...
Closing AN:
Yeah I felt like the stories weren't really focusing much on how the Nymphs are hostile for the most part. I wanted a chapter that touched on that, and thought it would be nice if it was in one of the more "ordinary" biomes. I'm not actually a big fan of "monster girl" stuff that tries to make them all as "cute" and nonthreatening as possible. I actually think the Zenith Nymph Adventures "series" might be the one so far where they're the most hostile and frieghtening. Joy Roy on Fictionpress is at a close second. Unviewable, also a Fictionpress story... I'm not sure if that even counts as a "monster girl" story even by my loose definition. But yeah, as you could probably tell even from only reading this and not having looked at my other stories, I'm not a big fan of the whole "harmless housewife maid ditz" sort of thing. I find it super boring and annoying. That's why I write so much weird surreal colorful monster girl stuff: All the ones that are out there are either maid stuff, or they're glorified rapists.
Fun fact this was the first file I outright renamed, originally it was "Plains Nymphs" but I thought... eh. "Field" would probably be better.
Plus the more I can distance myself from Total Zeksmit Plains the better. God, fuck that story.