sunflower fairy



The sunflower fairy once was a regular girl that died doing a good deed. Now she travels around the world helping make Summer a wonderful holiday.

The Fire Queen

Nobody knows who awoke her, how, or quite when, but they know that she has been awoken. How do they know? you might ask. Simple.
Fire is spreading across the country, continent, and world! No one can tell when her hunger for destruction shall seize, but until then, they can only hope, evacuate, help each other, or otherwise die.
Now that may seem a little bit extreme, but it's true. No one can escape her wrath. She's already destroyed others homes, dreams, and lives, so why can't she continue and burn yours to the ground? It seems this summer won't be as relaxing or end so happily after all.
Not many have seen her, and those that have survived the experience have claimed these things to be true: that she is as wild as a mustang, unpredictable as the news, uncontrollable as the wind, and pretty as a wildflower. Though all the accounts vary, these things have stood firm through it all.
Good luck, humans, in trying to survive her dangerous game.

"Child of the ocean, guardian of the creatures beneath the waves. Take heed as you go to watch over those in your care..."
A small yawn, a curled hand rubbing the sleep from mostly closed eyes. A young female awakens within her home beneath the watery surface. She could have swim, but so too could she walk, for she was a floor strider. in charge of making sure even the depths of the ocean were kept safe, but one of many. As far as she could tell, she was nothing of note to any but herself. She couldn't shake the sense that something was going to go wrong today, but she didn't have much choice but to wake and ready herself. her bright and colorful garments may have looked out of place elsewhere, but with many of her colorful watery friends, she fit right in. her strider mark adorned her form with a soft blue glow, letting her unfurl vibrant wings of water, alight with colors like her outfit. her friends often swimming in around around her watery wings as she explored her home, often meeting others like her, some with tales of humor, others with sorrow, but today was the only one that spoke of a tale of dread... a creature of old, thought long gone, returned to take from all striders what they held dear... their oceanic home...

Pyra the dragon spirit rules on her throne of fires and flame.
Forest fire? Her fault.
Volcano eruption? Her fault.
Magma burning down your town? Her fault.
Fires and flames.
The dragon reigns.

You might think she is a myth.
You might think she is a lie.
You may think whatever you wish, as long as you're 100% sure that you're fireproof.

Heart of Pompeii


Story
Helia was cast off from the sun in a blaze of white flames sending her to sleep. She crashed deep into the earth to which it had rose up around her. After years of silent slumber she was awoken with gifts. Animals had been sent down to her. Happiness grew with each new gift, treasures and food. Each one delighted her immensely, the joy she felt in knowing she wasn't alone. One day the gifts stopped. She waited and waited, year after year. Her sadness grew, she felt lonesome and neglected. Eventually she could take no more, she started to climb up her empty prison to find whatever the source of her gifts were. The higher she went the more and more she cried in sadness. Unbeknownst to her, her cries shook the earth. As she finally emerged she saw naught but ash and dust. Her heart broke as she had realized that it was her who had caused a whole civilization to be buried in the ashes that her body of flames had created as she emerged. Her heart knew now only agony and loneliness. She descended back into the blackness of her empty home and slept. Never again to wake up to gifts that were given to her. For she has chosen to never wake again.

Sorry if this seems a little intense, I'm kind of an author.

Sundria, the Goddess of the Sun. She walks the earth protecting all of it's creatures in her warm light warding away the demons of the darkness.

Ignis Bellator


Ignis is a warrior of the summer flame, Her name in Latin is Fire Warrior. With her staff she stirs the volcanos to stop the from expolding and wrecking havoc, Any stray lava gets licked up by her faithful lava wolf who came to her as a pup. She flys around on her wings every night, finding lost children and placing them back with their parents. She loves flying over the ocean in summer time. Her eyes, Blue as the sky, are a sign of her summer heritage.

Neibia Asaph Chakyt
It's unknow when Neibia came from. She doesn't seem to come from anywhere from Sylestia's known lands. Her accent is weird, unusual in a sense. No one can pin point where it came from. Sometimes, she speaks a language that is definitively unknown.
But, one thing is clear. She's an excellent mage, and is excellent with her pets. She's quite good at making her own traps, and taming wild pets in a short amount of time. It's strange, seeing how effortlessly she can do things.
But, she does seem confused by somethings. She's confused on the currency. She's often carrying shells instead of gold or diamonds, but she tries her best.
Her natural magic seemed to be more alined with fire, but she often uses other magic.
Her fire looking lizard is a familiar of sorts. It feeds off of her magic, often working with her.
While exploring the world of Sylestia, she does seem to find a certain interest in a certain high-up bandit, Lord Talon. She often finds herslef back at the Nightfall Dungeon, just trying to get a glimpse at the bandit.
While he might not understand it, and might think that it's more harassment than anything, Neibia is determind to make him her lover.

Nia the pixie

The sun shines down onto the earth as a naughty pixie starts to play, luring in the baby tree saplings to join her. Nia was always making trouble and unfortunately was more powerful then any of the other pixies in the tribe so no one could stop the young troublemaker if she had anything to do about it.