Dragon's protect the secrets of the elements, and this particular dragon cares for the water lilies. It likes to weave in the morning mist that gathers on top of ponds, coaxing the flowers to bloom, and then reminding them to close when the sun sets.
A cousin to the Faodlah, the wolves of Morfessa rarely come down from the mountains; only when there is war, a promise of bloodshed and a deal in silver do they make the long trek through the snow and ice to brandish their weapons.
He is a quiet creature, that comes when the morning air is crisp, and when winter is starting its descent.
Ione is of the Unseelie court. She is a Coven Member and loyal to Lady Siren. Ione can call to the Ravens and they bring her pearls and bones.
A cursed knight, brawler and marksman of the Arcane Markets, Briar Fionn trades in the finer things: such as gold, crimson and tongues. He is a concubine to the moon, and he worships the earth wherever her cold milky light touches. In her honour, he wears a mask that resembles her crest and carries a scythe that never dulls. It is said that he dips it in a pool of water that is like liquid silver and blessed by the Goddess herself.
Servants to the Moth King, the Baobhan Sith, or White Women, are sisters to the Banshees, and they gnash their teeth and storm through the pits of the Arcane Markets when the moon is full. The women hum and sing in the dark when they are lonely, and like vile serpents they use their tongues to taste the air when they are hunting. They can imitate the lovers of their victims; luring them in to a ivory embrace just to eat them entirely.
Do not run… child of earth and sea; the arrow will catch you. It will cut you and maim you, and the poison in the iron will throttle your cries.