Well, of course it's magic, Maeve, it's not basket-weaving. But that just goes to show what Maeve's dogmatic upbringing has led to: she's always been told that her ability to Command creatures--and, incidentally, inability to drown--wasn't magic so to her it isn't, and even six months into their exile she hasn't thought to question that.
Something the less upbrought Veronica would probably point out if she weren't busy picking a fight, as usual. To be fair, the last time she went up against a faerie it insisted on a fight to the removal from the mortal plane, so her conclusion isn't entirely unprecedented. Even though she probably proposes that to everyone.
I bent my prime directive with Saskquatchewan a little: unlike nearly every other character in the comic, it's not female. But it's not male either. It's rocks and bushes and dirt animated by an elemental so I didn't see any logic in forcing it to conform to a gender binary. Or anything else.
Graphic designer by day, indie comic creator by later that day, Hawkstone is a middle-aged Canadian gargoyle junk drawer!
