Mischievous Fall Fairy




Ever wonder how fall hits Sylestia so perfectly? The gorgeous colors of golds, bronzes and reds...that's partly due to the Fall Fairies that dance amongst the trees and land, with their furry companions. Most fall fairies are super sweet, and shy. But this one, this is Tawny. She is super mischievous. Not only does she dance around changing the leaf colors, but if you see her, she'll play tricks on you! Mostly all in good fun, but if you see a swirl of leaves and hear a cackle, best to look away and pretend you don't see anything!

Angelic Vampire

Pira is a vampire that found herself faced with a decision between good and evil, and chose the path of good I guess and that's why she's angelic. I'm not sure, I started creating the story after the outfit and now I'm thinking I should have made the story first and an outfit to go with but I can't just get rid of such a good outfit like that. So anyways, she's a very kind vampire and she doesn't unalive people without consent or anything because that's very rude, and she helps old ladies across the street. Also she's hold a sword because when anyone weak is in danger, she helps them, because she's just such a good person and totally not just doing it for clout on her Youtube channel so that people will give her money
The end, and I'm sorry to anyone who read this

Anastasya is the name of this person, she is a social creature who is charming and brings joy to those around her naturally.
Around gatherings of many people her talent shines the brightest while she inspires those around her to feel comfortable with opening up to have conversations and letting lose a little to sing or dance to music.
The only problem is that after the crowds have retired and Anastasya is alone she returns to her true form. When nobody is around she is a simple puffadore who cannot speak and is overlooked by people. Many have wondered where this person went, hoping to count her as a friend.

Medusa the underworld gorgoness



Medusa the Gorgon can turn people to stone when they meet her gaze. The snakes on her head possess the deadliest poison in existence.
Because of her powers, she is persecuted by the gods, who consider her too dangerous. Only one is not threatened: Hades.
To escape the gaze of the gods and heroes who have come to kill her, she makes a deal with Hades. He lets her take refuge in hell and collaborates with Cerberus to guard the gates of the underworld.

With great effort, she manages to train Cerberus and stop the intruders who have come to steal Hades' relics.

Natasha is a type of Sirin from Russian folk lore. Much like the sirens of the sea, her voice is hauntingly beautiful and it is said that those who hear it will follow her blindly, forgetting their earthly existence until they wither away and die. Yet this sirin is no ordinary creature. Unable to bear the pain of watching bewitched souls parish due to her own voice, she vowed never to sing in the presence of humans. Instead, Natasha uses her voice only once a year on ol' hallow's night to entrance the demons and ghouls haunting the realm. She leads them away from innocent beings and back to the underworld where they belong.

She was born in a storm.
There is fire in her eyes
Lightning in her soul
And chaos in her bones


Faralynn is the Lady of Chaos and Flame. Born in a thunderstorm, she is fire itselfraging, cruel, and bloodthirsty. She is a rider of dragons, and her wings were cut from the back of one of these serpents. She is an immortal queen, forever haunting the mountains and forests in volts of fury that set fire to anything and everything. When she tastes her first drop of blood, her fangs grew, and have never disappeared since. None can look upon her, for her raiment is made of blinding fire. She carries two swords with her, but not that she ever needs to use them. All who hear the roar of her dragons flee in terror to seek shelter. On her head rests a crown forged of gold and obsidian, and in her hand a spear with which she strikes from above.

Lysidia, the Lonely

Born in the 1800's, she has wandered the world for a very long time.

Her beloved's life was ended by a creature of the night, the very same creature that ended her mortal one. Not knowing what became of their child, her parents buried an empty coffin. Laid to rest beside her own grave, Lysidia's husband.

Every year, on the night that the veil between the land of the living and the realm of the dead was at its weakest, she would visit their resting place, hoping to be reunited with her husband. Year after year, she came back, but she never saw him.

The year she would have turned 89, she etched her death date (the date her soul truly died) on her tombstone and never visited again.

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