In Yu'pik Eskimo folklore there's a wonderful small creature called the ircenrraat (pronouced ik-ch-in-uck). A land dwelling dwarf being, an earth spirit, and quite similar to my very beloved Celtic leprechaun. Rumer claims they take advantage. Rumer claims they are hatred of the human kind. Evil little darling dwelling in the sides of the tundra hills. Oh but the dearest Eskimos who fear them, they don't know the truth of them at all. For ircenrraats are not just elves wondering the wonderless. They're lovers of many a things. Coins in fact, are among their dearest favorite. They like pennies, for the color is so close to gold. But the designs are so much more intricate than nuggets, so they prefer them even more. In which in exchange for such wonderous things, they befried the human who offers them up. And in return they show them the world. Opening up their secrets and paths to gold never discovered. Ircenrraats hate the ungreatful, the cold-hearted, and judgemental. And they will scold such humans without one thought at all. But to the giving, the loving, the beautiful souls, they'll lead to ever unimaginable wealth. Other's just never thought to ask... Such a shame I'm the first to discover their fun little souls. For judgements shall never be vanished by simply a white girl's words...
