Meet Thiulla, Goddess of Mead, Wine and Summer. She is the embodyment of relaxation on a warm summer night. Enjoying the warmth of the day, while winding down with a drink. She is the maker of the drink of the gods, and shares her knowledge with the people.

Her interest in plants and flowers started early on in her life, from where she developed to making drinks from the plant she grows. The bees, impressed with her skills with plants, opened up with their secrets. And so the drink of mead was discovered.

P.S. she is a great advocate for responsible drinking, unlike her Greek and Roman cousins.

Zodiac Leo

The Lion is as self-centered as any cat, and much more grandiose. The males of the species show off with bountiful manes, and the females show off with their hunting and fighting prowess. Those born under Leo, the sign of the Lion, are just as proud. They love to show off and have all eyes on them, and their creative genius means that a Lion rarely lacks a good reason to show off. However, their bragging may drive off others who don't agree that the Lion is as great as they think they are.

William Nyssa always loved the ocean. Everyone in town knew this. So when his cousin Stephen wanted him out of the way, he cursed William to the depths of the ocean that he loved to the bottom of his heart. Down there, he ran into one of his childhood best friends, Matthew, who Stephen had cursed into a shark so he could bite as hard as his responses to bullies (mainly Stephen) at school. William and Matthew knew what Stephen had done. They spent years trying to get back to the surface, and they're almost ready to get their revenge.

Amelia the High Seas Admirer


Amelia is a women who loves the sea. All her life she had lived by the it and had enjoyed its many gifts. Amelia grew to have great respect for the ocean. She dedicated her life to helping keep it clean along with taking care of it's many inhabitants. During the the evenings when the tide is low and the moon is high, she walks along the beach. She brings along her harp, and plays a low tune while singing softly to the sea.

Tana the Renewer



Tana was a young fairy when she found her two familiars, both fire spirits. As she grew up her gifts manifested in the rarest of fairy types-a fire fairy. Now she spends her summers flitting around the world, burning old forest patches down in order to make way for the new trees and life. She is careful to never burn t0o much at once, only enough for new life to thrive. Tana is always on the move-staying one step ahead of winter and travelling the worlds.

Mystie and Freya

On a cool late summer morning, in a meadow along the foothills of the Northern mountains, walk two denizens of the meadow. Both ladies in their own rights, both possessing magic of protection for all who live with them. Summer is when their magic peaks as winter will find them and many other of their friends in a state of hibernation. Separately Mystie and Freya can perform many small magics to help color the meadow, lessen the summer storm damage and help feed the flocks and herds of Sylestia. But together, their magic combines to protect the large and beautiful meadow. When Winter comes, they combine magics again to help all the animals and plants survive the cold and hostile weather on that the mountains seem to generate.

For the longest time, I couldn't think of a good approach to this contest. Then California, Oregon, and my home state of Washington experienced severe wildfires, requiring everyone to try to stay inside--not to avoid Covid-19 so much as to avoid the smoke.

Everyone, that is, except the firefighters and other emergency personnel. What they have accomplished in containing the wildfires is incredible. Therefore, here is my brave elven firefighter, "Ketrick Shaggymoss."


Ketrick bound his shaggy hair to fit under his helmet, but unfortunately lost his helmet and breathing mask while rescuing a Faelora fawn from a smoldering thicket of brambles. Fire swept through the thicket just as he flew away, the fawn in his arms. A kind fairy at the aid station soaked her kerchief in enchanted water, to keep it wet, and tied it over his mouth and nose. (It's even a patriotic kerchief, which boosted Ketrick's morale.) He still has his turnout coat and trousers, his magical freezing axe, and his wings. With his axe, he can do more than fell burning trees so they fall back into the fire. Every sweep of the axe leaves a wave of cold behind it, extinguishing flames and sparks. Ketrick's wings do more than just fly him around, too; in a pinch, a special setting causes them to fan smoke away from him.

The night is now hazed orange with smoke, but Ketrick is still on his feet, helping to hold the line.

The young princess is normally occupied by royal duties but on the cool summer nights she escapes to the surface with her shark companion to admire the moon and stars for hours on end.

There once was a trickster sea monster that delighted in sneaking up on ships at harbor and watching them drift chaotically after cutting their anchors away. But one day, as she held onto a rope as she cut it, the rope fastened itself to her hand and she sank down to the bottom of the harbor with it. Try as she might, the rope held fast to her, and to this day she remains on the harbor floor where the sea creatures came to dwell around her stationary form, wistfully staring up at the coming and going of the ships.