Myth Treant Romane & Geschichten

He pauses, brushing his hair out of his face before he continues…. “ Human are not the only things to exist in the world love, there are wolves, witches, fairy’s, angels, demons, mermaids and dragons. They all live together here on earth and co exists in peace with each other for the most part. I am King Leonids, King of all creatures in this world.” He booms out the last lines loudly and Soo proud his chest puffs up. “I am Queen Lindy, Queen of all creatures in this realm” Lindy says with her held held high and a deep smile on her face.

Meet me at the old oak tree at midnight if you want to know the truth. Tristan decided to do one more heroic deed before dealing with the mysterious figure. He heard about a nearby village being threatened by a massive fire that was sweeping through the countryside. Without hesitation, he sprang into action. As he arrived at the village, he saw flames engulfing the homes and buildings. Tristan knew he had to act fast. He used his werewolf strength to create a firebreak, digging a trench to contain the fire and protect the village.

“Welcome to Araphyra.” “Thank you,” he says. I can feel through the bond that Kieran is completely overwhelmed. I walk over and take his hand. “It’s a lot to take in,” I say gently. “You’ve all told me, I’ve met the sprites, met the dryads, the Techrechauns, but hearing it and seeing it ...” “Come on, let’s get settled then we can walk around the Enchanted Forest. Our sprites’ Enchanted Forest is nothing compared to this one. Maybe we’ll come across GoldMoon. She’s the Ceryneian Hind,” I tell him.

"To prove your love and worthiness, you must traverse the Moonlit Forest and find the Heartstone hidden within. Only then will the relics be yours." With renewed determination, Luna and Elias ventured into the moonlit forest. The silver petals danced around them, illuminating their path as they walked hand in hand. Their love and trust in each other bolstered their spirits, casting away any doubts. As they delved deeper into the forest, the trees whispered secrets that tickled their ears. Shadows flitted just beyond their vision, and a sense of foreboding gripped their hearts, but they pressed on. Suddenly, a rustle in the bushes startled them. Luna's eyes widened with fear as a fearsome cre

Lilly nodded and thanked it for reminding her. Meanwhile, Finn stared at the tree's vines with sharp eyes. This was the first time he felt jealous of plants. He wanted to laugh at his own thoughts. If it was in the past before meeting Lilly, he would not have believed that he could be jealous of plants. His mate is a Dryad, a tree fairy, a guardian of tree and plants around her. Of course she has this close interaction with them, he shouldn't feel jealous. But when he saw the tree's vines caressing her mate's beautiful face, he became a little annoyed.

"That would never happen it would be to dangerous and no doubt the goddess would have their opinion on the matter. I would never do such a thing " "......" "Holy fuck I turned a wolf into a tiger" I said wide eyed "What's going to happen?" "How in the hell am I supposed to know" "Your the first of our species of course you should fucking know" I growl in frustration "I have no clue" "Well isnt that comforting" trent said scarcity I growl at him. "It isnt to late to kill him.." "Celene you are not killing him. Dont forget about the deal you made with royal pain 1 and 2" said trent I growl again still thinking about killing him before he become a problem.

“Can’t you run a little faster? This is not a walk in the forest park! This is full on survival mode, you psychos!” “Why are we running?” “I don’t know! I am just following everyone!” Upon the looming figure of the Calamity Dragon looming over the ancient and sacred Methuselah tree, the nymphs, pixies, and fairies hiding behind the ancient tree flee like a common banshee to the depths of the Great Forest – the exact opposite to the burning side of the Great Forest just behind Maleficent and her winged serpent.

asked Johan, “Seems to me there aren’t enough enemies popping up lately?” “Let’s try that way.” Dorin points at a crop of trees to their west. As they walked over to the trees, Dorin notices a hare run flittingly towards their left. “Lunch!” he said as he lunged towards it. As he did, the ground he was standing on suddenly cracked open and a bundle of vines erupted from beneath it. “Woah!” yelled Johan who stepped back just in time before the same vines crawled after him. “A plant elemental?” Dorin mumbled as he sent sharp gusts of wind to cut down the vines. “I think they’re hiding on top of the canopies.”

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

"It was the little crannogman, I bet." "No one knew," said Meera, "but the mystery knight was short of stature, and clad in ill-fitting armor made up of bits and pieces. The device upon his shield was a heart tree of the old gods, a white weirwood with a laughing red face." "Maybe he came from the Isle of Faces," said Bran. "Was he green?" In Old Nan's stories, the guardians had dark green skin and leaves instead of hair. Sometimes they had antlers too, but Bran didn't see how the mystery knight could have worn a helm if he had antlers. "I bet the old gods sent him."