Princess Ignisia
You shall all cower beneath me

Princess Ignisia turned her head to gaze upon the sun, her ruby earrings glinting like fresh blood. "Do you think that Glacius is really gone, Aestas?" Ignisia questioned her fiery companion, disturbed by the memory that flashed through her vision; Glacius, Master of Winter, rising from his grave. The look he gave her with his crystal-like eyes when she brought Winter to an end was still etched clearly in her mind's eye. Aestas shrugged its furry shoulders in response to it's master's question, swishing its tail back and forth across the stony earth.
"I must admit, I am uncertain how long our golden reign will last." She sighed, the flames on the ends of her shimmery locks dimming slightly. Noticing the gloomy change that had gone over it's friend, Aestas picked up a red rose in it's jaws and offered it to Ignisia.
It worked. A smile as bright as the sun split her grave expression. "Thank you, Aestas. What could I do without you?" She ruffled the leapord's fur affectionately before once again turning her face towards the sun.
"I do believe he will come back, you know. The only question now is when?" The Princess looked down at Aestas. "I shouldn't worry, should I? After all, we defeated him last time, didn't we? If he comes back, we shall do it again."



I have absolutely no idea how to finish this story so might just leave it here. Hopefully it's not that bad...

Isameine Anphia


Isameine, the forest nymph was playing in the mud wallow in the forest, getting all dirty when she had foreseeing lessons soon, not that she cared, she thought it was all useless so she never really tried to foresee anything.
Thats when Tangerine showed up, he was so pretty Isameine stopped and gazed in awe, he told Isameine "stop playing in the mud and get to foreseeing lessons."
And she said "why it's useless" and she stomped her foot.
Tangerine said "no, its not, it has saved your life before when you were just a nymphlet, your mother"- Isameine cut in
"I don't HAVE a mother,"
"yes you do" he replied, "she foresaw a terrible beast coming to get revenge on her for stealing the love of her life, your father, so she hid you, and went out to face it, they both died that day and your father became overcome with grief, so he and died, bringing your mother back with a powerful spell, but she hid you so well, she didn't know where you were," Tangerine finished.
"Oh," Isameine said, trailing off. She then went to foreseeing and tried very hard to learn it do she could find her mother one day, she has been working very hard, but Isameine still has trouble with it.

Hope you like my story, I havn't written one in months

Amphy is a water elementalist who enjoys walking her fish friends from lake to lake. She travels only at night as the sun drys out her delicate skin.The tattoos along her arms represent the various rivers that she has come across. Summer nights are particularly busy travel times given the perfect night air temperatures.

Pyral Blaise
There's something lurking in that volcano, something fierce and dark. A small and burning beast watches keenly, heat snapping and searing at intruders to the lair, circling ever back to the side of the volcano's Lord. Fire does not burn the lord, Lava does not sear the Lord, for the Lord is the volcano personified, in all its calm and all its fury.
And so long as the warnings are respected and none intrude, no harm shall befall the interlopers- but woe betide those who ignore them.

Balyria the Stormbringer
Balyria is the one who calls the storms to where they belong. Bringing forth lighting with her axe, Stormcaller. Her wings are used to move the wind and push the clouds together to start the storms. She enjoys her work, bringing storms to those who deserve or need it. Bringing storms that may start fires and encourage new growth. Or storms that will smite the wicked and evil. But she will also call storms that will push lost boats back to shore or bring rain to needed areas. She is one who will put her calling first and will always bring the storms.

Something lurks in the deep...
Have you heard stories of mermaid princesses longing to swim to the surface, to meet handsome princes and live happily ever after (or not)? Prettily singing, gracefully dancing creatures, mercurial, rescuing the drowning, befriending sea creatures, a pearl in every oyster?
Well... Undine isn't that. See the smile? See the teeth? When they say 'worse things happen at sea', Undine is worse things.
Stay in the shallows.

Relmina
Mistress of Esior's Cove


Relmina has been the guardian of the Ocean around Esior's Cove for many generations. She always watched over it, especially when the Summer Festival was running and many Sylestians would flock to it's beaches to have fun with their faithful companions. While Relmina would make sure the waters offered a challenge to the Sylestians and their partners, she would also make sure that waters were not too rough or hazardous to travel across. All that changed this year, when one day, shortly after the start of the Summer Festival, a foul wind blew in from the East. At that point, Relmina found that she no longer had control of the ocean. A great power had come, causing strife for her and the many Sylestians in the area. Unfortunately, this being is too strong for Relmina to banish. She prays that a brave Sylestian and their pets can defeat, or at least chase off this threat before it is too late...