Demon of Fire



I walk through the ruined city. A smell of burning flesh already fills the air. I can hear a cry of agony. It is amazing how easily the smallest flames can kill humans and destroy their homes!
I see a child running. He is terrified. He hopes to escape. Run, child, run while you can! None shall escape my wrath.
The day has come.
The Fire of Hell shall devour this world.

The Sunken Bride
A young lady from a family of good standing within the community was travelling on board a cruise ship. It was the day of her wedding and everyone she knew was in attendance. Yet when the time finally came the man she was intending to marry was nowhere to be found. They searched everywhere but it was as if he had vanished. Grief stricken the bride alone refused to stop searching, even after night had fallen. Standing alone on the bow of the ship, lantern in hand, she stared out into the inky blackness. Finally it began to sink in, hr future husband was lost. Believing the man she loved was gone forever she stared down at the depths beneath her and filled with a deep sadness she threw herself to the waves.

Now every time a ship passes by the place the young woman was embraced by the sea, in the dead of night, a light will shine on the bow of the ship. It is a ghostly thing, pale and hauntingly blue. A beautiful woman will stand there in a gown and veil, weeping for her lost love. If a man approaches she will assume him to be her fiance. When the man refuses to marry her she will throw herself from the ship and vanish. If a man does say he will marry her coral will grow from her back as her skin turns the sickly blue of death. Her eyes will turn white and her lips a cold blue. Then she will drag him down with her to the depths.

Nestasha, the Forest Necromancer

Once a beautiful noble born and raised in Etherna, in the service to the royal family.
However, after a falling out between herself and the royal family, she began studying the darkest of arts. When discovered, she is banished from the kingdom.

In her anger twowards the royal family, she joins Vierna on the promise of revenge agaist the royal family of Etherna.
Now, she is a witch living in the western edge of the Umbra Forest, near the Garden of the Magnates. Her dwelling is enshrouded in thick fog and she is guarded by her faithful neatherhound, Ebonyfire.

Anyone who strays to close to her home risks being killed and reanimated by Nestasha in Vierna's service.

Aria was a young mage who studied in Ethernia. She was isolated growing up with her friends being animals. Growing up she had a dog called Jazz. Jazz passed away due to an unfortunate accident which caused Aria to spiral out of control. She wanted to find a way to revive Jazz, so she started to study necromancy.

After studying necromancy for years she managed to revive Jazz although his appearance had changed. She continues to roam reviving peoples animals as she goes. Even though every time she performs necromancy, her horns grow as a consequence.

"Issss that a man I sssmell? Come pet, it sssseemsss our ssssupper hassss come to ussss!"

I had too much fun with this. She's based on a Naga (serpent woman in mythology).

Possessed Doll

The grim reaper lurks through out the underworld, during the day, but passes onto the earth to reap souls at night. Halloween is it's favorite time of year. It is a sight all of human kind is sorely afraid to meet. It lurks and no one knows when it has the thought that your soul is the next one to be reaped. It's playground is in the cemeteries of the earth where it waits to be released on to mankind again. When will it be your turn to meet it???

She was beautiful at a distance. Hair done up with a pretty dress and a glass in her hand. She has a soft closed lip smile. The punch in her glass passes her lips as she waves someone over. They get closer and something about her seems wrong. Her eyes are too green. The punch in her glass too thick. Perhaps it's not her. Going closer and it's definitely her, but you're too close now. Wings spread from her back and a fanged smile beckons people closer. They obey, though they do not want to go.