Druig Mythology Novels & Stories

In a grave voice, Oliver said, “Contrary to what the immortals know that Fire Dragons rule all the dragons, there are devil dragons that we don’t know the existence of. I only knew it after getting to the dark side.” Draven: “Things are getting more complicated. In the next moment, they might find a new phoenix to kill Lumara, or another queen fae material to replace Crystal.” Crystal let out a deep sigh, “I never thought of that, but that would probably happen later.” Draven was about to say something more when a series of footsteps disturbed them. When they turned their heads, Nayara was standing there and nervously fiddling with her fingers. Crystal and Oliver looked at each other and lef

She saw nothing. “Where are we?” She watched his face turn ashen, “This is the Knightmyre's dwelling. We must go now. The Knightmyre's will be out as soon as the void of darkness shrouds the landscape.” “What are Knightmyres? I’ve never heard of such things.” “It is Vhalos' doing.” “Who is Vhalos?”

First off, Dragons don’t even exist anymore, not since the ancient wars. “I’ve never seen most of those creatures. And a Dragon, Griffin and Sphinx?” I question incredulously. Dylan shrugs his shoulder. “I’m telling you, he watches over a few in Tri-ad,” Dylan once again explains. Tri-ad? From what I know, that’s a realm between Eldora and Hell, only spirits of the dead pass through it. “Have you gone crazy?” I wonder loudly. Theia giggles. I’m momentarily surprised she’s here. She seems to be as interested in the conversation as I am.

and six in the prophecy. The only way this could be the same site is if the Fae took three corpses with them. Why would they? Food? Creation of undead minions? They’re found in the Dream Realm mere hours ago. We’ve confirmed there were they found no undead minions and no corpses. For these reasons I suspect the Dragons study of the information is correct in reference. As for the prophecy delivered directly from a being claiming to be the goddess herself. It’s not surprising her claims. We have recorded records of her visiting various people of all factions. However, it is concerning to me someone is restricting her clearly. The gods traditionally that interact with her are, pretty much any

I hope that one day all that remains of me are these memories and I would have finally found peace in death, although it seems unlikely. I have practised in the magical arts since my birth to my mortal mother and always known I was different. I was born with a knowledge she never possessed and abilities that terrified her, terrified people around me. My father was non-existent, a travelling high priest known as a Dru wit, but in modern times you refer to them as druids. Little is known about them, where they came from, or to why he chose to bear a child with a mortal human. What my purpose may have been in his design for me as a child, for along the way I have yet to find it.

Then the air shifted. The scent—thicker, like iron and earth. And something else. Luna raised a hand, halting them. "They're here." From the shadows, eyes blinked open—green, glowing, feral. Shapes emerged, hunched and snarling, their forms wrong, as if wolves had been stitched together with nightmares. Draugr. The largest of them stepped forward, maw dripping with shadow, a twisted crown of bone atop its head. It spoke, its voice a growl laced with dark magic. "The Blood Witch summons the Alpha Queen. Come willing, or come broken."

“They’re Druids. Or in this since, were. According to the text, they are extinct. Killed in some massive war against the witches.” “Druids?” I asked, hoping he would explain. “Yes, druids were spell casters who drew their power from nature. According to,” he searched the piles of books again for another one. “Ha! This one!” He flipped it open and searched through the pages with both excitement and determination on his face, and stopped on a passage. “Druids were considered protectors of the natural world.They were known for having a deep connection to animals and plants and they have the ability to shapeshift into animal forms.” They didn’t seem all that bad.

I flick my wrist and the fire leaps from my palm. "How can you still do this?" I hear Ash ask. I tug a little at the freezing metal collar around my neck. "I'm not really sure," I murmur. "I wish I could do it," he mutters. "I'll teach you how when we get out of here," I tell him. I concentrate on the fire again, moving the matching flames in Ash's cell as well. "In the beginning there were seven gods, the most powerful of which were the twins Zahra and Kilano. Zahra was the goddess of life and Kilano the god of fire and ashes. Together they created the dragons."

- I need to make you see. - Make me see? I don't understand. - Lucifron says, amazed. - You are Lucifron, the red dragon. Lucifron is worried and everyone looks at him apprehensively. - Don't be afraid, young dragon. Do you know who Draco is? - Draco, the great Dragon of the sky, to whom we pray? - He asked. - Yes, young dragon. Draco, the Dragon God and Polaris keep each other company in the sky. - Who is the Goddess Polaris? I never heard her name.

she shrugs, “we better get going. Some cadets might come here to check out what caused the ruckus.” Right, I almost forgot about that. “How did you know what he was,” I ask, as we walk through the forest. “The knight?” She says, “I saw one of those wondering in the wilds a long time ago” “A druid?” “Yes, he was about to be killed by a Wendigo when he committed suicide like the knight. He also worshiped Pan” “Pan? That’s the green god's name?” “Yeah” “I always thought there were only two gods”