Ilvermorny Location Novels & Stories

Holding her hand out, she said in a firm voice that sounded musical, “Rise, Fergie, and tell me what you have brought to me.” Fergie stood straight and proud. “My queen, I bring to you, Esmerelda. She came through the portal of Prismatica.” Queen Mila’s thick brows raised high as she turned her head to look at me. “Step forward.” Before I could get my body to respond, Fergie grabbed my upper arm and pulled me next to her. “She opened the portal,” Lila said. The stately woman looked directly at me. “Is this true?”

she asked. I cleared my throat “Well, kinda.” “Good to hear. Just wait for a moment, we’re near the destination.” “Okay. I’m fine with that.” When I turn outside the window, my eyebrow curve seeing a large castle-like establishment down the mini slope we are thriving. It was colored gray and is being protected by great walls around it, it look… fantastic. “What is that?” I pointed the foundation. Imelda blink like remembering a good thing. “It’s Grimson’s only school. Howling University.”

It would not be difficult to harvest this flower, but the woods were swarming with blue slimes with sleep spell effects. Zen shook his head. He would look into that later when he got to it. The last herb he needed were Black Thorny Berries. These berries usually grew in the swamp area as odd as that sounded, and once more, Zen paled. That was where the yellow poisonous slimes made their home. Was there really no easy way to finish the side quest?

***Reinn We met in the war room. The Emerald Witch unveiled that the strongest place for any witch would be in the Tombs of Embery, especially for a conjurer as experienced as the Red Witch. She was weakened due to her possession of Aries and would need a destination of great power. This ancient tomb was the exact hideaway one would use to rest and regain her energy, tucked into the Western side of Iron Mountain. A dark place that neither wolf nor man wandered into voluntarily.

MAYA The sun hung low over the Fangridge when we arrived at Silvermere Pack. The evening light cast long, golden shadows across the landscape, turning the entire territory into something almost ethereal. If I had thought Kael’s pack was beautiful, I had no words for the sight before me now. Rolling hills dotted with ancient silver-barked trees, crystal-clear streams winding through meadows, and the distant shimmer of the famous Silvermere lake.

(SHEILA'S POV) As Emberlyn led me to one of our father's private estates, my mind swirled with apprehension. We were a few kilometers east of the pine woods, not too far from the former Silverthorn Haven, a place I once called home, safely distant from the borders of Harvestia's monarchy. Usually, Emberlyn’s presence was accompanied by a storm of hostility, but today, she remained eerily silent. Her uncharacteristic quietness set off alarm bells in my mind.

"But if you're done blaming me for your parenting failures, I'd like to share what I found." "Talk," I mouthed instead. Lila pulled out a piece of cloth from her pocket. Unfolded it. It was covered in charcoal markings that looked like a rough map. "The necklace showed two locations. One is Black Moon's main hideout. The other..." She pointed to a mark on the cloth. "Is an abandoned silver mine. About fifteen miles northeast of here." "Silver mine?" Killian moved closer to look. "That's Silver Claw territory. Or it was, before the massacre."