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Preview Illustration: Princess Sunaeth Feiry Robe redesign.

For more on this character, see Tale 10: Loss at the Wolf Gate. She makes a minor reappearance in a couple other stories.

I’ve been having a lot of trouble deciding how Sunaeth’s mage robes should look. I did a lot of concepts for Aliki Wolves and Fairy Robes for Wolf Kingdom mages; But Sunaeth is a princess, and her robes needed to be extra. This rendition, thus has a story to it.

Each Fey Kingdom has a specific silhouette. Many are aimed at making the wearer look like an animal, and are inspired by real traditional clothing and textiles. Each of the nations, and fey kingdom, in Ealden Cyendom represents places where my favourite folk-tales originate. I dedicated the Far North to the indigenous peoples of Canada.

Thus, in my ongoing journey to learn more about First Nations communities, due to a poor education, I found their amazing contributions to the arts!

Mackenzie Art Gallery in Regina, has excellent first nations exhibitions; Which have inspired me, by providing a space for Canadian creators. They recently had an exhibition entirely dedicated to beading, from nearly thirty artists from across Canada; and it was magical! I have no patience for the intricate work I had the honor of seeing in person. I love the use of shapes and colours, as well as the creative ways modern issues are expressed. 

This design, is inspired by both the beauty of canids, winter, midnight, and the art of beading.

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Sunaeth, in her wolf princess fairy robes. You’re not hallucinating, the original post is here.

32. The Lost Journals (chapter 1 - Opal Mountain 1/6 ) part 8. Stories of Dreams.

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Sunaeth went to the Howling Peaks after graduation. Her father was the previous Wolf King, but now her big brother Eobreth held that title. Her Mother was now a widowed mage, guarding the mystic tundra of North Moon. But Sunaeth and her twin little siblings, still remembered being half magic. For Sunaeth was fey once. A princess. But mostly a wolf. When her father was murdered, she became a full human mage like her mother. Yet, Sunaeth couldn’t let go of being a white wolf. Eventually, she accepted fate, and decided to take her wise mother’s advice; All mages need an enchanted thicket to balance. Sunaeth arrived in the Howling Peak reserve, in the Far North, by train.

The fey and nature reserve, was a tourist town, and was full of fey atop it’s glaciered mountains. Here, beneath the dancing lights, were wonders seen nowhere else. Sunaeth was eagerly greeted at the wizardry office; They needed a Seer scouting the mountain for fey poachers. The paladins were having trouble catching them. There was a lot of hunting in the area, and every part of the animal was traditionally used; But the fey were sentient, and off limits. Sunaeth was shown the trails, but her Wolf Kingdom heritage made her senses keen enough to learn the landscape quickly. As the sun barely set, an ominous single mountain glimmered.

“That’s the opal mountain; It is said that long ago, an exploring mage had transmuted it into crystal. Thus, it contains the moon and stars. It is said the gate that allows magic to live, lies within. Mother said if a wolf-mage howled light before it, under the moon, it may crystalize and reveal it’s treasures.” The paladin pointed.

“We don’t talk about magery. Old magic is too powerful. Besides, such tales are invented for children.” The Sorcerer scoffed.

“Well, I’m a mage; As are my twin siblings Aowreth and Bexfineth. Yet, you’ve hired me.” Sunaeth laughed, heading down the trail. Her white robes made he blend into the wet snow. The two wizards looked at each other nervously.

“I mean, it’s forbidden for wizards. Yes. It’s ok for you Sister Wolf.” The sorcerer panicked. Sunaeth giggled: Sister Wolf? And I thought going by my fey name was silly. As night came, the group stood at the face of the mountain’s Northern wall. Snow gently floating about the rocks.

“So, you’re telling me, if I charm a song of nigh at this sucker, the frequency will cause the mountain to turn into crystal? And there’ll be loot in there?” Sunaeth grinned at her companions. They shrank. Having little cares, Sunaeth filled her chest with air, and held her hands to her mouth. With the feeling of witnessing the infinite stars, she howled with the echo of glass, and gravity of thunder. A gentle rumble caused some snow to fall off a branch. With a shrug, Sunaeth turned back to the cowering wizards, to show nothing happened.

“Cower at the results of my epic magery!” she said, rolling her eyes. The Paladin pointed.

“Are those books?” She gasped, running over to press her face against the labradorite wall. Sunaeth turned to see the mountain glow of selenite, diamond, flint, feldspar, and opal. She covered her mouth, fearing what her mother would do if she heard about this. It made the white fur of her beaded fairy robes stand up. Looking over the Sorcerer’s shoulder, Sunaeth saw stacks of books, and a glowing gate behind the crystal. The plum seal bound biographies, had runes of gold on them. A cliff up, was a carved door, with ice totem poles marking it.

“Does this imply the mythic treasure was just paragraphs of wingdings?” The Sorcerer mused.

“You studied abroad Sister Wolf; Do you know what type of books those are?” The Paladin asked excitedly.

“Yeah. Um, there Mage journals by the runes. The King Mage graduated, and studies them obsessively. Morgan is a  aster restorer and translator. He’s family to my big brother, but just another classmate to me.”

“Can you read the name on their spines?”

“One second,” Sunaeth said crouching. The crystal was remarkably clear. “Edmond and Luthid Monabellan. Huh. Feel like I’ve heard those names before.” She concluded.

“The Wolf Prince of The North? The Mage who gave up magic to be our last king?! Those are historical artifacts! We must save them immediately! Maybe that fellow you mentioned can help?” The Sorcerer cooed. Then a deep grumble came from the air; Sunaeth glared at them like a dog eager to bite. The urge to shred the books burned within her. Edmond had given up magic for a good reason; Mages aren’t meant for war. The legendary prince had once forced her older brother, Eobreth, to taste blood against his will. That man, though housed by her father, was no legendary hero. Sunaeth would gladly send those books anywhere but her doorstep.

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Dominique Klopirl, in fairy robes; You have o be hard as nails to run a magic special needs school.

32. The Lost Journals (chapter 2 - It’s an Opportunity 2/6 ) part 8. Stories of Dreams.

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Now that school was over, Morgan had time for his next stage of his life. Morgan had always wanted daughters, and Cadence had just turned a year old. Her giggle never got old, and she had his peridot eyes, and her mother’s platinum hair. Morgan was tall now, and struggled to finger walk her. It was nice to spend time with his True Love Emilia, and dive into the family he started too early. Morgan was prophesized to have his next child in a year’s time, but right now, he was satisfied with a new magic license, Emilia, and Cadence.

Morgan had dreamt of being a magic user, far before he even knew he was a mage. He just learned Ealden Anglian from his father’s records, and read some old journals. Journals that taught him magery, and how to restore old things; Like more mage journals. Morgan had developed and obsession with magic’s history. His father would never beat that sparkle in his eyes, after each romantic tale of old. To have overcome his trauma, and hold that magic license, was the fruit of his labour. Another beloved piece of his Happily Ever After. He couldn’t wait to use it.

Morgan had graduate with so many credits, he was one of a handful of magic students to start work without a two-year apprenticeship. Apprenticeships were used to get youngsters acquainted with their field of magic, and time to mature into adults. By his birthday, on the Autumnal equinox, Morgan would be an adult able to work; And he didn’t have to send a single resume. Unbenounced to him, Morgan’s career was awaiting him. When the leaves changed, and apples picked, Morgan got a call from the principal of the local academy.

“Hello Morgan; Or should I say Master Cynedom? Your Highness maybe?” She buttered.

“Dominique, the monarchy was dissolved. Hundreds of years ago. It’s only constitutional.” Morgan said quietly. His voice coaching helped him become barely audible. “Why are you calling? I graduated six-months ago; I’m on a sabbatical for family reasons, I think?”

“I have a job offer! Our large library needs a record keeper; And you’re a qualified Seer of History now! I even have a special job for you, that includes delicate and rare magical artifacts.” She bribed. Morgan made and inaudible gasp, as he adjusted Cadence in his arms.

“Did I get approved to restore international records?! Whose?” Morgan asked.

“Edmond Monabellan; They found the hidden journals a month ago. Sunaeth recommended you!”

“Really?! When do I start!” Morgan said, unable to resist returning to his favourite hobby: Turning lost degraded wonders, into brand new tools of education. Morgan was to start with the school year, when the journals arrived.

“What was that?” Emilia asked, kissing Morgan and Cadence on the cheek.

“I got a job at the academy!” Morgan chimed. Emilia’s face darkened. She turned to his familiar Icarus for an explanation. The golden eagle shrugged.

“Are you sure you want to be a Seer at your alumni school? Between our family and your health, there’s no need to move so fast. What if it’s more then you chew right now?” Emilia asked nervously. Morgan was too excited to even mind the thought.

Now on a quest, Morgan showed up in full fairy robes. The layers of nav that is embroidered with golden wings; From pointed hat to riding boots. He jingled a little as he walked. Icarus perched on his shoulder, as Morgan confidently reported to the main office. Dominique was waiting. Glistening in pink chiffons and pearls, with finger waved golden hair. She led him to the library, which was larger than he remembered; A space spell was used to help it fit more books, while not taking up space in the school.

As a repurposed fort, the library was a hall was made of Pepperidge’s black and ghost veined marble. Unlike the school’s ebony and green stained wooden fixtures, the library’s desks and shelves shone of chestnut roans. Morgan had read almost every book in it. He could smell the print date by flipping the pages. Dominique led Morgan to the back research room. Air controlled by wind and temperature hex. On a clean table next to his restoration waxes, elixirs, and tools, was a stack sealskin bound books, that were likely once purple. Morgan began to jitter and get pale from excitement.

“Not too fast Master; Your prone to swooning.” Icarus said, feeling Morgan’s light head.

“But there’s more!” Dominique smiled, summoning a seat for Morgan. “History professor Ragnar Goldenscale, retired back to his post at Grand Snow.”

“Oh, good. He loves that job.” Morgan said absently, staring into the artifacts.

“That means your official position, while doing research, is to be our new magic history professor!”

Morgan went rigid. “But the students will be my lower-classmates from last year. I, I, I don’t like the sound of that. I’ll have to stand in front of people. I prefer fey and books over people. People are scary. Teenagers are Scary.” Morgan rambled. “What if I go mute again? What if-”

“Seers observe, record, and share, knowledge of the enchanted. You’re a Seer, yes? You won’t rebuild the reputation of mages by hiding in those stacks; You need to both observe, and share.” Dominique encouraged. That sounded like a threat. Morgan’s exhaled and nodded; Then promptly met the tile.

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Sunaeth, in makeshift fairy robes.

Tale 0: Death at the Wolf Gate (chapter 3. Sunaeth, Eaowaeth, & Behxfineth 3/4) part 2. Stories of Fey

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Sunaeth was the eldest remaining daughter of the wolf kingdom. She loved to hunt in the shadow veil, and bring carrion to the griminthrope raven princes, in the death tree; just to tease her younger siblings by showing how close she could get. When Sunaeth ran through the veils, she was unmistakable; for her coat was as white and bright as her mothers. Unlike Eobreth, she did not admire the day veil and humanity. She preferred to be one with magic, and a strong Aliki Wolf protecting and teaching her siblings. The vibrance of the day veil was dandy and all, but it was scary; so many Aliki Wolves had been forced into war or hunted for fur. Sunaeth had even witnessed one of her sisters die protecting her as a wandering pup. To be a wolf running freely, in the magic ether of Ealden Cynedom, was all she wanted. She wanted to be free of judgment, hate, expectations, and rules. Sunaeth liked running on fours, hearing, seeing and smelling everything in detail, and possessing the strength of a powerful warrior. She could not imagine being anything other then a great white wolf. Staying in the shadow veil with her family, made her a good caretaker and big sister to all the fey, and kept her safe. By the time she was fully grown, she was only middle child Flowen had left. If Eobreth had inherited Flowen’s love of humanity and the day veil, Sunaeth had inherited her free spirit and caring.

Sunaeth mainly cared for the youngest Aliki Wolves; the twelve-year-old twins. Flowen had more then one puppy on a few occasions. Most Aliki Wolves lived longer than most men, and in fact did not die until killed. but Flowen accepted she would always outlive her children, as a beast queen. It made them even more precious to her. It also made Flowen happy to see Sunaeth each day, caring for her family with youthful energy. Sunaeth, also had the qualaties Flowen loved most in her husband. The Wolf King had that same childlike way about him, and a stupid amount of loyalty, courage, and an undying love for his family. Suna, alongside her father, taught her younger royal siblings to hunt, play, act around humans, and transform into human form. While Suna was a wolf whiter than sunlight, the twins Eaowaeth and Behxfineth, were grey and chestnut respectively. In human form, their hair and wolf kingdom robes were the colour of their pelts; adorned with gilded steel armor about their heads, collars, back and breast. Engraved with the symbol ‘Ing’ for the rune of the wolf kingdom. Their human faces were like that of their mother’s people, in the Far North. Out of all the wolf children, Sunaeth was the Aliki wolf who spent the most time in human form. She did it to see and appreciate her human half, which her mother gave her.  Even though she spent time in a human form, Suna still loved being a wolf most of all. Thus, when she arrived to the scene of her father’s death, unable to turn into a wolf, she was destroyed. As if her father’s death wasn’t bad enough.

Suna had lost her father and identity at the same time. Even her lovely royal robes and armor had gone; leaving her cold, bare, and completely human. She appeared no more then a normal young lady of the Far North. All that remained of her former self was her hair; which was still white like her fur. It scared her to be vulnerable in the day veil. Sunaeth did not want to accept she was a murderous human, and her father was dead. Sunaeth would not let go of the fact she once was a princess of the wolf kingdom. She did not want to admit she was no longer strong, keen and skilled.  ‘I am not a human mage like mother says, I am not going to be restrained to the day veil, I will not give in. I am not weak.’ Sunaeth thought to herself, sobbing and grasping her remaining two siblings. Only the twins accepted their humanness while grieving their father; they coped by helping their mother Flowen restore the gate and live in the village. It had been two long sad days, before the Fairy King came with wolf kingdom fairy robes to protect the new mages. They needed new armor, now that they were no longer powerful fey. The Fairy King said nothing, while delivering the gifts. though she likely also grieved her brother, and did not know what else to do. Faries, and fey, are not the best at offering emotional support to humans. Sunaeth  graciously accepted, but she didn’t want fairy robes: she wanted her fur coat.

 Flowen had little free time left after opening and restoring the Wolf Gate. The silver was now completely chipped off, leaving behind the polished soap stone it was originally made of. The rest of the time, Flowen was caring for Eaowa and Behxfin, because they were her youngest remaining children. Caring for them, and the magic forest, gave her life meaning. Eaowaeth was easy to care for; they wanted to be a warlock, and had a calm and curious nature. Behxfineth was also only a slight hassle; he was picky about everything, and wanted to be a witch by apprenticing his mother. There was no local magic school, so the village and forest helped teach the two former wolf children. Flown considered sending them to the same school as King Mage Morgan, near Tiberius Gate; but she wanted Eaowa and Behxfin to adjust to being human first, and prove they could cope with the loss of their father. They were still quite young. For now, North Moon would have to do.

Like many magic forests, those who chose to live here, were happy to have magic in their lives every day. Especially now that Flowen solved their qualms with the fey. Then there was Sanueth; Flowen’s personal nightmare. She was not serene like the common folk, nor becoming adjusted like Eaowa and Behxfin. Sunaeth would have been a good paladin, or seer, if she took the time to accept her new reality. Every time Flowen asked Suna to do something for their cottage, Sunaeth did it the wolf way. Flowen would ask for Suna to fetch something for dinner; Sunaeth would return in an hour, naked, covered in blood, carrying four rabbits she caught; with three in her bare hands, and one in her mouth. Then Sunaeth would rant about how the forest was doing, while uncouth in the cold. She had no focus, and was determined to remain an Aliki Wolf. In the past, Flowen would have been endeared, but this time horror overcame her existence.

“Suna. You’re going to get sick eating that raw! You’re not a wolf! And you’ll catch a cold without clothing! You can’t keep acting inappropriately like this. There is no problem with you wanting to pursue magery; aside from modern discrimination towards old magic in most places… But you can’t live a normal life in the day veil, by acting like a literal animal. I know it’s hard, but you can talk to me; I am only interested in what is best for you and your happiness. I don’t know what to do anymore. I heard the other day you bit men who were trying to help you cut firewood!” Flowen exclaimed in distress.

“But mother, I got us dinner! And I will not be wearing uncomfortable clothes, thank you. Neither am I using complicated tools when I don’t need them. Humans are soft little pigs, who are violent and touchy; I refuse to be like one. I am still a princess of the wolf kingdom; even if father is dead, and I am no longer fey.” Sunaeth growled.

“I understand this is a big change for you. You were never one for rules, or liked the day veil. But fey or not, you were always part human; and thus, a part of me and the day veil. It brings me shame when you do thing’s like this. Now go take a hot bath while I cook dinner. I trust you’ve learned enough magic here to alchemize water and heat?” Flowen scolded. Sunaeth looked away from her mother while entering the cabin. Eaowa and Behxfin sat at the table, reading magic text books and mage journals. They shrunk into their seats from the tone of their mother’s voice. But decided to tattle nonetheless.

“Na, mother. Sunaeth does housework all day; she hasn’t attended a single demonstration, or read one of these books.” Eaowaeth said. Suna grumbled as she grabbed a level one alchemy book from Behxifn, and headed to the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later, Flowen heard Sunaeth call for Eaowa to help her start the bath. Flowen gave a big sigh as she stood over the boiling pot of rabbit stew. Hopeful, Flowen looked out the window and into the brush for another wolf child. Anything to know Eobreth was ok. Or at least, doing better then her and Suna. Flowen wanted to focus on anything that wasn’t her feral eldest daughter. Then Flowen had a thought: ‘sunaeth isn’t legally fully grown yet, she would be considered seventeen by human standards. She is still young enough for magic school... Maybe this village is too lenient for her.’

After dinner, Flowen took Sunaeth aside to clean the dishes. Sunaeth loathed this chore; she hated wet hands. Flowen looked out the window in a daze while she dried. There was a thin coating of old snow on everything, giving it a soft glow.

“A few weeks ago, I saw a grim in those trees. If there are new wolf children, that means there is a Wolf King. Are you happy for your older brother Eobreth? In your uncouth hunting games about North Moon, have you seen other wolf children?” Flowen asked

“Yes mother.” Sunaeth said despondently. She had gotten along well with Eobreth when she visited him in the day veil years ago, but they were never close. A centuries long age gap will do that to siblings.

“Do you remember Morgan? The King Mage who I would heal and snuggle? Morgan would hunt and rough house with the three of you; and Eobreth had a great liking for him,” Flowen smiled, rinsing a dish. “He was a young boy, and said he wanted to go to magic school; and he had his dream come true. A special school by Tiberius Gate, for troubled youth, and international students. It pained me to see Morgan hurt himself, or come to me with injuries from his family when I first met him. Yet, when he went to that school, and opened the gate, he found friends and seemed to be more adjusted.” Flowen said. She was now feeling a little uplifted recalling those fond memories. However, Flowen had an agenda.

“Yes mother, I remember him. He was a blast! Didn’t realize he was just a kid; probably because I was a fey, and age means nothing to us. Morgan felt more like an uncle then a human child. And now I’m sad, because that makes me think of the shadow veil and father,” Sunaeth whined. “and Eobreth, he must have a special lady. Wonder if her family misses her… like I miss my old life. She must miss her old life too.”

“Well, you’re in luck Suna! How would you, in proper dress, like to go through the shadow veil to Tiberius Gate, and attend school with Morgan? Tell that family were their daughter went, learn to alchemize water, and socialize with humans your age! Make friends, and find new good in your future. You’re human now; which means you will age, and need those connections for your wellbeing. You get to go to the shadow veil on your free time, and I will rest easy knowing you’re getting reformed into a civilized capable lady.” Flowen said. She had already made the arrangements for a dorm room and classes; Though it did take a while for Eaowa to show her how to use a computer. It was worth the pain of experiencing dial up internet. Flowen had even packed Sunaeth’s things to leave the next day. Sunaeth, finished the last dish, pulled the drain plug, and stormed into bathroom to get away. It was the only door in the cabin with a lock. Sunaeth could not say no to her family. Particularly not her mother. Flowen was not asking however, she was informing Suna of her plans, and Suna had no choice in the matter. Suna proceeded to take off her uncomfortable clothes, grabed a towel, and then scream into it for a thirty-minute breakdown. She was freezing; the bathroom was right next to the cold room.

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Wolf Queen Flowen Monabellan; in fairy robes.

Tale 0: Death at the Wolf Gate (chapter 2. Flowen & Luthid 2/4) part 2. Stories of Fey

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Flowen Monabellan was the previous Wolf Queen; One of the first beast Queens in fact. Hundreds of years ago, after opening the Wolf Gate she made, by her village, she had met a wolf more bewildering than imagination. Flowen lived in the small alpine village in the Far North, surrounded by snowy hills and rocky flats. Ice and snow sheets remained here most of the year, and there was almost no sun in the winter; yet the sun visited all day in the summer. This village was called North Moon by the people of The Far North. North Moon was the Far North’s north most settlement, and a magical forest hosting a variety of hidden fey. The number of fey had increased since Flowen made the Wolf Gate; and North Moon soon got a mythical reputation. This was because gates are the doors to the shadow veil, allowing fey to enter the day veil where humans live. Where there is a gate, there is a magic forest.

Though colloquially an area that has lots of fey, and magic users, is called a magic forest, this one did not have many trees. The wonders of North Moon appeared the brightest out in the open, during winter nights. With her village in need of balance between magic and common folk, Flowen became a witch mage; and thus, the only magic user in the area. As such, she would protect the village, and its peace, with her life and kindness. When not among commoners in the day, Flowen would be running and singing in the snow all night. She when she hunted, it was along the slopes and flats, with the wolf children of her magic forest. Eventually the wolf fey would tell there father about their new friend, and he decided to visit Flowen; A king never fails to disappoint. When Flowen first met the Wolf King, her breath was taken. There was no pelt more beautiful, nor wolf as immeasurable; and when he turned into human form, Flowen had never seen a man as tall, well dressed, and reverent. The Wolf King had come when he sensed an open gate in his kingdom, and was further intrigued by his children’s tales of the day veil. Wandering into the day veil for the first time, the Wolf King was pleasantly surprised to see a human that gave him love at first sight. To see a grown woman of the Far North, dressed in wolf fairy robes of pale gray fur, that matched her braided hair and moon lit eyes. The Wolf King would take Flowen as his Queen, if she would have him as a loving husband. In that moment, it was like they had known each other all their lives.

Flowen was the kindest and most motherly of the fey queens. In beast form, she was a large white wolf with grey eyes. She provided her kingdom with many Aliki puppies over the centuries, which all grew strong. Many were killed by humans who feared them, or died in war and on hunts; but her eldest son, Eobreth, always survived. Even while he roamed the day veil, and seeing war. Flowen seldom saw Eobreth, as he never came back home after the wars; but the reason why he didn’t return is what mattered. Eobreth was happy, and doing what he loved, by making the world of magic in the day veil, a little better. It made Flowen proud to see one of her children love where she came from; A child with the strength of his father, and sweetness of his mother. Flowen saw herself in her eldest son, all the parts of her that loved, and cared for everything and everyone around her.

Flowen awoke on the Wolf Gate, after centuries of being Wolf Queen in the shadow veil. She noticed she was perfectly human again. Flowen saw the gold glittering dust blow away; her husbands ashes returning to the veil. She lay on the cold gate, going dark while she was consumed by magic and emotion, while crying for her lost children and soul mate. Flowen felt them die in her soul, and the magic her husband gave her leave her body. It hurt worse than fire, cut glass, or shattered bones. Then she noticed her surroundings; Her beautiful Wolf Gate, made with love for her kingdom, was coated in silver. Sunaeth, the eldest princess, lay with the twins off to the side, not far from her. Their fur wolf robes and gilded armor were gone. Flowen’s remaining children were no longer Aliki Wolves, but human mages like her. Examining her suroundings further, Noticed there was a girl dressed in violet and black fur on the steps of the gate; sobbing. At her feet, was a man in fake fairy robes, made of sealskin. He was laying dead in a pool of blood. The girl looked up at Flowen, crying in fear and grief.

“I’m sorry. it wasn’t me,” She whimpered. “My name is Luthid Graywolf. I tried to stop my father, but I wasn’t fast enough. Let me take you to my cabin in the village. Those children by the gate must be yours: Wolf Queen Flowen Monabellan. I am relieved some of them survived; though it appears they are human like us. My father’s actions towards magic were deplorable, and I will do anything to help you heal. Forgive me for grieving him nonetheless. He was still my father.” Luthid said.

The wolf gate had been coated in silver; the weakness of the wolf kingdom. Like Iron to ferries, this metal was sharp to the touch among carnivoran fey. Generations without a mage caused the gate to remain closed, and the fey became frustrated and began to eat the livestock. The world of magic began to encroach on North Moon; which was no longer connected to magic and nature like it was when Flowen was last here. As lead paladin, Luthid’s father demanded the gate be coated with silver to stop the influx of wolf children, and so he could summon the Wolf King of legends. He did not care that the Wolf Gate was closed and not the source of the fey anymore. All the fey that remained in North Moon’s magic forest, had been here since the gate as last open. He had gotten the idea from tales that are sung and shared in the Far North; and in North Moon, these were tales of ancient times, which recounted the kingdoms of fey. He had assumed if the Wolf King was summoned through an opened gate of silver, the king would die. No Wolf King, no wolf children; and thus, no feline or canine fey eating his people’s livestock and pets.

In truth, the fey could be reasoned with; or even help people if a knowable mage or magic user was present. But instead of negotiations, Luthid’s father sent her to gather information about the mysterious stone circle platform, which was carved with the table of fours and ancient runes. He assumed this must be the gate. Luthid, desperate to appease her aggressive father, and be the next witch, found information by traveling into the closest city. When wizardry could not give her answers, Luthid studied the magic of mages. Luthid recounted the songs her mother sang about magic, and the tales of Aliki Wolves. To her surprise, there were many accounts of the mage prince of the Far North, Edmond Monabellan, who summoned wolf fey to defend the boarders, and conquer greener lands. A paladin destined to be the last king, and bring peace to The Far North. Luthid had no idea how connected the wolf kingdom was to her heritage. The thought of destroying such a rich connection to fey made her sad. The wolf fey and winter magic had been used to kill against its neutral nature by men before; the fey had forgiven humans, yet the people of her nation sought to kill them. Could fey even forgive? She wondered. Luthid felt that North Moon, and all the Far North, was reaping what it sewed. If you can’t treat something with care, you won’t have it anymore.

Luthid did not share everything she learned with her father. For instance, Luthid never mentioned that kingdom stones were made, and thus no one could summon fey except the King Mage. Her father planed on summoning not just a fey, but their King. No one, not even a mages, had ever summoned a beast king. Possibly someone requested the presence of a king of fey, when trapped and blackmailed; but not summoned. Luthid was now invested in preserving the magic forest she called home, and wanted her father to fail for his own safety. The lessons of magery and lore taught her how to handle and love fey; her father’s plan was over the top, and unnecessary. Further, Luthid did tell her father how to open a gate, and that wizards were not powerful enough to open gates or summon fey in the first place. She knew fey were sentient, and did not deserve death for coming closer to the village. Worse yet, if her father did not die trying to summon, the Wolf King may finish him off. Luthid had no doubt the Wolf Kingdom had ill will towards the Far North, after they were forced to be tools in the wars of old.

By the time Luthid arrived at the Wolf Gate to stop her father, he and the Wolf King were both dead. Luthid recognized who else was there, because of all the hours of work she had done in the libraries. She stood before the Wolf Queen, of whome she had read of, mourning her family. Luthid was overcome by guilt. She should have come sooner, or tried to encouraged friendship between North Moon and it’s fey. Luthid expected Flowen to be mad or vengeful, but this was not the case. Flowen saw little point in dwelling in the past, and took her position back as local witch mage. Luthid would dare not strive for the position anymore. Flowen’s first order was to have the gate restored, and the silver taken off. Then, she took Luthid with her to come to an understanding between the locals and the magic forest. But there were not many fey left; all the wolf children, who made up most of the magic in North Moon, died with their father. Flowen stayed strong to keep being a mother for her remaining children. But inside, she grieved an unsurmountable amount of pain and loss.

Because of Flowen’s work, the village realized that if they had a mage here sooner, the wolf kingdom and people could have been saved from so much tragedy. Every day, Flowen wondered what happened to her eldest child Eobreth; Sunaeth and her twins were alive by her side, but not him. All half human royal fey survive the death of a fey king, by turning fully human like the queen. Or, if they find love, become the new king. Eobreth must be alive somewhere. Flowen needed answers now, to get closure. She wondered many things while chipping silver off the gate:‘Where was Eobreth?’, ‘is he alive, and human?’, ‘does he feel the same pain and loss of his kin?’’, ‘what if he found a true love, and I never knew?’’ She mused. One mourning, as Flowen was taming the sled dogs, she looked to the forest’s edge and saw something familiar. A black wolf, a grim, trotting back into the brush. It was a wolf fey. New wolf children meant only one thing: Her son was alive, king, and she had new grandchildren. Flowen began to feel warmth again. Then she saw her eldest princess Sunaeth come out of the brush…

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Tale 0: Death at the Wolf Gate (chapter 4. Two Wolves Between Two Gates 4/4) part 2. Stories of Fey

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Sunaeth ran through the thin woods of North Moon, across the stony flats, and straight to the Wolf Gate. In the Silent crisp cold of dawn, She examined the gate; she hadn’t seen it since her Father died. Looking at her mothers’ fine work, Suna found herself appreciating the Wolf Gate, in an artistic kind of way. The Wolf Gate was perfectly smooth, the soap stone polished to perfection; not a sliver of silver left. It had a round plate with the table of fours carved in it, and nine short obliques, carved with runes. The gate suited the flats so well, it looked like it had always been a part of the landscape. There were two steps up the plate, on the north east side, with the runes Ing carved on them; the rune of the heroic warriors of the wolf kingdom. Wolf children pride themselves on loyalty, and strength. Not to different from the people of the Far North. The Gate was beautiful, old, and belonged here. Suna could not imagine what would ever make someone want to ruin it. It represented her new home, the birthplace of her mother, and magic spirit of the Far North. It represented the wolf kingdom of fey, in which she belonged. The gate stirred Sunaeth, and reminded her of her parents, and of the simple beauty in these cold isolated alpine lands. She sighed and stepped forward; it was enough sight seeing for now. Suna leapt into the Wolf Gate, and into the into the shadow veil. Her old home was still comforting in its stillness, and was just as grey and quiet as she recalled.  

“Sunaeth, you are ok,” A growly booming voice announced from behind her. “How is mother and the twins? Do you miss father as I do? Do you like my children? I have been slaving away to restore the kingdom. I’m afraid it has made me too busy to visit any old friends or family.” Sunaeth turned around, surprised to see a familiar face.

“Eobreth!” Sunaeth said. An enormous timber wolf, with gold and steel armor lay, crestfallen upon a tall rock. Eobreth was too scared to leave his new throne, and spent most of his time sitting where his father used to. Eobreth was scared he would die in the day veil, yet missed it dearly. By comparison to the day veil, the neutral nothingness of the ether of magic, was flavourless and solemn. Eobreth let out a sigh like wind rushing across the tundra. Sunaeth rarely saw Eobreth, and when she did see her older brother, he was never so wilted.

“Do you miss the day veil, brother? I have lost my identity, but I guess you lost your spirit. It’s bad enough father is gone,” Sunaeth said. Then she remembered how a royal fey becomes king; “Oh, oh! Who’s the lucky maiden you made your queen!” she exclaimed. Sunaeth had a forced enthusiasm in her words. Simply trying to cheer Eobreth with her curiosity.

“I do miss the day veil, and my brother Morgan. He is wise for his age, but could not tell me what happened to father. Do you have answers for us all? It scared many humans to see the beloved children of our kingdom suddenly vanish,” Eobreth hummed. “As for my Queen, she is named Scorpio; a young haughty and radiant mage from Morgan’s friend group. She may not be the best choice to rear pups, but she makes my days warmer. She is a piece of the day veil I can hold close when I miss it.” He finished. Seeing her brother still crestfallen, Sunaeth climbed up the rocks to hug his chest, burying herself in his fur; it felt exactly like their fathers. Eobreth was so much bigger than she remembered; his voice so much stronger and presence more ghostly. It suited him.

“I am sorry brother, or should I say King. Your freedom in the day veil meant a lot to you, if I recall. Yet, I think that is what makes you the most qualified to be Wolf King; It has made you wise, old, and kind,” Sunaeth whispered. “Do you want to have Aliki puppies soon? I think you should give your queen time to adjust, before all that business. Even if the security of magic is at risk. As a human forced into a new form and life, I can sympathize; I wish I had more time to take it in, before dashing into new ways. She must be as equally sad, shacken, and lost as us.”

“You are correct. Magic is not above fear, thus I am not above expressing my woe and anxiety about the security of the wolf kingdom and my bride. I trap her here out of my own selfish troubles. Yet, I love her so much I can’t wait for a family. Scorpio will not see the day veil again, until we are assured the wolf kingdom has heirs and a future. Humans are resilient; I trust Scorpio, and you, will settle sooner then you think.”

“Does this mean you got to go to the secret den? Is that where she hides, to cry like I wish I could every day? You’re both so lucky; I got to babysit, but our parents never let me see the den. I have all the strongest abilities to track down the impossible, but I could never find the royal wolf den. Do you remember the den?” Sunaeth asked, still embracing Eobreth’s collar.

“I am so old; the memories of childhood escape me. Yet, I was able to find it when I came back. However, I dare not bring you there. My queen is grieving her family, and old life, as you suggested. She will outlive them, you see. If she was not fully invested in the kingdoms cause, I doubt she would be struggling to accept it, and keep her word.” Eobreth responded. Then curiosity struck him; Sunaeth would never defy mother, and run about the veils. “

Where are you off too sister? I wasn’t expecting to see you so soon.” Eobrteh said, posturing up to lick Suna.

“The dumb school by Tiberius Gate. Mother says I need to be reformed, and give your bride’s family closure.” Sunaeth scoffed. She was not fond of the idea, and would rather stay with Eobreth in the shadow veil. Which reminded her to tell him how it all happened.

Sunaeth spent an hour informing Eobreth of their father’s death at the wolf gate; and informed him how their mother was. Sunaeth retold how Flowen had restored the gate, and was now the witch of the wolf gate’s magic forest. Eobreth now had nothing left to fear from North Moon. Sunaeth also added that their little siblings, Eaowaeth and Behfirneth, were adjusting better then her; and then admitted she was neglecting the study of magic to try and remain a wolf.  Sunaeth missed the shadow realm and being a wolf to the point of keeping her old ways. Eobreth said nothing, only listening to his sister while he walked calmly beside her. They were heading towards the center of the shadow veil, where the entrance to Tiberius Gate was. She still needed to speak to Morgan, and Scorpio’s family. Yet, Suna and Eobreth’s pace was leisurely, as their quest didn’t feel urgent for some reason. Going to school was going to be good for Suna mentally, and being messenger would ease the minds of the village and her family. However, Scorpio’s family, and Morgan with his friends, would eventually find out themselves; via fey or exploration of the shadow veil. Morgan would inevitably seek Eobreth’s company and question him. There was no further rush to save the Wolf Kingdom. With a new king and queen, the magic the wolf kingdom provided remained in the world. All ten pieces that made magic whole, were intact because Scorpio decided there was no time like the present to love someone.

In silence, Sunaeth slowly walked, absorbing the experience of the shadow veil, as if she would never see it again, or was saying good bye. Of course, Sunaeth would be back some day, but everything felt like a good bye she didn’t want to have. Soon, what happened to the Wolf King would be recounted, and maybe some wizards angered, families sad and so on. But right now, it was alright; there was no one needed to rush the flow of knowledge, since everything was settled. Everything except Suna’s heart.

“I will not name any children after you or the twins.” Eobreth said, interrupting Sunaeth’s train of thought. “You will always be my little siblings; wolf prince and princesses. You have the magic of the wolf kingdom, even if you have the form of it’s children. You deserve the suffix eth, in your name, and to be called by it. Our father gave you that name, and that makes it special.” Eobreht comforted.

“You could enfay me! Then I could warg into a wolf child.” Sunaeth mused. The idea was thrilling. Keeping her name was a good comfort, but she did want another chance at a white wolf once more. Eobreth found the joke disrespectful, and stopped in his tracks.

“No. I have done that to save a dear friend, Amadeus, which you will meet. But I will not do that for you, Sunaeth. You are already a wolf child, as I have said. I refuse to enfey you.” Eobreth stated. His voice took on a thunder like rumble, causing sunaeth to shrink. When she stopped next to her older brother, they were infront of the platform to Tiberius Gate. Sunaeth adjusted her backpack straps, and pouted; the moment was ending.

“I don’t want to go to school. Or wear cotton and use cutlery. Seer or paladin, I don’t care what type of mage I am. I want to hunt and protect my family, and explore like I once did.” Sunaeth said, beginning to tear. “I don’t want to be a weak, violent human trapped in the day veil. I want to be me; a strong avid hunter and big sister.” She continued. Eobreth stared at the platform and gave a saih. He was siding hard with his mother. This was not a matter of want.

“The real reason I will not enfey you, Sunaeth, is because I envy you.” Eobreth said, nuzzling his check into her body. “You get to go to the day veil, as a human, with not fear of murder by the hands of men. You don’t just observe the colour and wonder of humanity, in the day veil; you get to be a part of it. I stayed all those centuries beside the men who enslaved me, far from home and family, just wishing for that. We do not choose our final destinations or desires, I believe; but we do choose what to do next. If my confession of my wish, for our places to have been switched, does not make you see the light in your new path; Let me at least wish you luck to achieving happiness, and comfort, in your future as a human mage. If you believe I will be a good king, I believe that you will accept and embrace your humanness in that school. You do not have to leave magic behind. Now go inform my brother Morgan, of how father passed and where Scorpio is. Make this kingdom proud.” Eobreth said. He stood regally above Sunaeth, looking at the gate. Sunaeth felt his words. They may not have fully convinced her of her fortune at the time; However, it did motivate her to give it a chance. Sunaeth walked onto the platform and appeared in the center of the tower of Tiberius Gate, in front of Morgan. Morgan was changing into his pajamas, in the main hall for some reason. Suna recalled he was disorganized at times.

“Hello. It’s Sunaeth. I’m not sure you remember hunting with me in the shadow veil, but I’m here to tell you: Scorpio is ok, she’s Wolf Queen. Mother, Queen Flowen, is now witch of the Wolf Gate in North Moon,” Sunaeth recited, her voice beginning to warble. “Which was opened while coated in silver killing my father,” She began to sniff. “which is why I am now a regular human, and mage. I am here to go to the academy with you, to learn magic,” she began to cry, “because I can’t keep acting like a magical wolf to feel better about my father and siblings being gone. Because I don’t want to let go.” Sunaeth sobbed. Her cheeks were soaked with tears. Like the waterfall of emotions, she was putting aside to be brave, were pouring out of her. It was an uncontrollable wave, that she could not outrun. Sunaeth then headed to the academy to check in. Nothing she said gave her joy. These facts, of the past, were just given over to a Seer of magic, to pass on to other people. All the while, Sunaeth was to wear a uniform, and lived like everyone else; As if what had happened, meant nothing. As if she was never fey. Sunaeth couldn’t let go of the pain yet. The desire to return to the security of her former identity, and the warmth of her parents cuddling her was consuming. The timeless wonders of the shadow veil, was all she knew. Sunaeth felt alone while being hated for growling at people, slowly learning etiquette, searching for friends, and wishing she could just accept it all a little faster. Which was in fact, the only thing she was defiantly not alone in.

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Character Index

All characters alphabetized by first name.

All Characters listed; Includes side characters, fey, and canon character unmentioned in writing but related. The stories the character appears in, or is mentioned in, will be indicated in brackets.

Spoiler warning. I recommend doing a ctrl+f search for characters you have questions about.

will be edited if any changes or errors are recognized

A

Achilles: Cerberus’s familiar. Sugar Glider. (2, 12, 13)

Airtimes Craweleoth (ravensong): Third child of Morgan and Emilia. Child of fall housed in the raven kingdom. Seer kingdom mage. (11)

Amadeus Rostharn (rosethorn): Morgan’s friend. Palladin warg mage, housed in the tree kingdom. Wargs into moon serval. Heir of Rosethorn manor in The Grand West. (2, 3, 5, 7, 9, 17)

Ametrine (Arthur O’Conner): Solo magician from Emilia’s realm who inspired her to do magic. (3)

Antuon Inktale: Mattias and Requiem’s Grandson. studying sorcerer,specializing in sleep magic, and aspiring dancer. Student of Augustine.

Aquarius: Saianne’s familiar. Blue merlin. (14)

Aries: airtimes familiar. Richen raven. (11)

Asada Fauxbit (furfang): original mage of the monkey gate. Seer beacon mage. (20, 21)

Augustine Musham (mousehutch): Orpheus’s uncle, maker of mirrors and mind. Warlock memoir le morte mage, Rat kingdom robes. (13, 15)

Aurum Bitenbellen (Briddlebell): Mage of the stag gate in the East Lands. Witch becon mage, stag kingdom robes. (16)

B

Bandirel “Bandie”: Fire wildling. Tasked with warming the tower, stove and hearth of Tiberius gate. (1, 2, 6, 11, 19)

Beacon “bea”: Twin terrilith tree on Tiberius gate. Roams as human in Pepperidge. (1, 2, 5, 6, 7)

Belle: Augestine’s familiar. Domestic Bunny. (13, 15)

Bassilisk “Basil” Blacksnake: Ouroboros and Sainanne’s son, in Grand Snow. twin to Leviiathin “Levi“, Cadence’s in-law. (10)

Betleguse: Fyra’s familiar. Red hamman ferrit. (1)

Bexfineth Monabellan: Youngest remain wolf prince.  Witch, kingdom mage; wolf kingdom. (0)

Blue Healing Creek: Saianne’s little sister. Studying Witch wizard, Morgans biggest fan.

Brocid “Broc”: Eldest living Fish prince. Crown Leguid Mermaid. Bound to Rah Wintersleapen. (5, 7, 9)

Buanel “boomer”: Swamp wildling in club on Tiberius gate, but resides with Helrund in the Stone Gate forest of lost children.

C

Cadence Bucflowen (Deerrun): First child of Morgan and Emilia. Child of spring housed in the stag kingdom. Heortemann meader mage. (10)

Calisto: Estella’s familiar. Black Caribou. (2)

Calliope Cwenfyr (Queensfire): Second child of Morgan and Emilia. Child of summer housed in dragon kingdom. Seer season mage. (17)

Castor Radcyening (redcrown): Poullux’s brother. Worlock kingdom mage,housed in tree kingdom. Warlock of light. Mage of the tree gate, and Tree Queen in waiting to Flourenceon. (15)

Celeb Locket “Cinnibar”: Emillia’s father. Magician. (3)

Celebrel: Royal white mothkin. Tasked with regency in absence of a Fairy Queen.

Cerberus Monafyra (moonflare): falsely accused criminal, Heortemann beacon mage, housed in wolf kingdom. Orpheus’s husband. (2, 9, 12, 13, 14, 21)

Cetus Dawnhill: Regina’s father and Morgan’s uncle. Seer beacon wizard, housed in dragon kingdom. (2, 3, 6, 7, 8, 9)

Celscael “chelsea”: blue midnight mothkin that lives in Pepperidge academy fairy conservatory.

Chichi Orechild: Rah’s mother. Paladin wizard, stone kingdom. (7)

Cristaline “crista”: War Hoarse. Odysseus Cyendom’s mount and friend. (6)

Corona Wintersleapen “wintersleep”: First meader mage of the fairy gate. Heortemann, meader mage. (19)

D

Dao Bucflowen: maker of th a jade and brace arsenal of mundane looking magic objects that do the opposite of what they should. Warlock gate mage, stag kingdom. (16, 21)

Dolly: leo’s familiar. Meincoon Cat.

Draco: Ouroboros’s familiar. Black and White Tegu. (14)

E

Eatheltwein Cynedom: last king of the Grand West. Mage kept secret by aunt Merium Craweleoth. Witch becon mage. (19, 20, 21)

Eaorwaeth Monabellan: youngest surviving wolf heir. Warlock Kingdom mage, Wolf Kingdom. (0)

Edmond Monabellan: Last king and peace bringer of The Far North. Palladin abyss mage, wolf kingdom. (20, 21)

Emilia Locket “rhodochrosite”: Magician who went back with Morgan to Ealden Cynedom after they fell in love. Morgan’s wife. (2, 3, 6, 7, 8, 9 10, 11, 17,18)

Eobreth: current wolf king, first fey friend to Morgan as Eldest prince Aliki wolf. (2, 0)

Entel “ent”: Mountain wilding in club on Tiberius gate. Rescued from Iron trapping in the Eastlands.

Eros: Orpheus’s familiar. European House Finch. (12,13)

Estella Celestine: Stag Queen. Previous head paladin of the Grand West, and Morgan’s first mentor. Paladin kingdom mage, stag kingdom. (2, 3, 10, 12)

F

Fama Fauxbit (furfang): current mage of the monkey gate, in the South Central. Witch kingdom mage, monkey kingdom. (14)

Felin Harequeen: childhood friend of Merriam (19)

Feon Seabryd: Lyra’s mother and previous mage of the Fish gate in the North Lands. Seer Stormbracker mage, fish kingdom. (20, 21)

Fleagonan”flag”: princess of dragons. Crown Cynedom Dragon. Bound to Hara. (5, 9)

Florenceon”florence”: Youngest tree princess. Crown Terralith tree. Bound to Castor. (15)

Flowen Geagwulf (greyback): Previous Wolf Queen, and mage of wolf gate in the Far North. Witch season mage,wolf kingdom. (2, 0, 19)

Freya. Cadences’s familiar. Dominion deer. (10)

Fyra Haracwen (queenhare): Tiberius’s daughter and last mage. Previous mage of Tiberius gate. Witch kingdom mage, rat kingdom. (1, 21)

G

Galahad: Scarlet Familiar. Dalmatian Dog. (7, 17)

Geagstearran “gray star”: ghost naga, who loved a human and decide to live through grief and remains on the stone gate.

Gemini Wintersleep: Amadeus’s father. Witch of Pepperidge Grand West. Witch beacon Wizard, fairy kingdom. (2, 3, 4, 5, 7, 8, 12, 14, 22)

Glendel “Glen”: Second surviving Fountain Nymph. Lives with Orpheus and Cerberus.

Gothrimel “gothrim”: River nymph and first fey Morgan saw. (2)

Grettle Beamranch: Aurums nanny and best friend. Witch wizard. (16)

Gyldsunael “gylda”: rescued sun nymph who lives on Tiberius gate.

H

Hapheasteus Redcrown: friend to Augustine, Father of Castor, Pollux and Promethus. (15)

Hara FyrStan (firepot): professor of fey studies and specialist at Pepperidge academy. Seer beacon mage. Dragon Queen in waiting to Fleagonan. (4, 6, 7, 8, 9, 0, 10)

Herra beamtelghyldan: Rate queen. Seer Season mage. Infamous criminal mastermind in time of mages. (19)

Helios: Matthias’s familiar. Markhor. (12, 13)

Helrem Monafyra: Maker of wands and modern magic. Father to Murdoc and Tiberius. Warlock season mage, wolf kingdom. (1, 2, 20, 21)

Helrundel ”Helrund”: prairie wildling, and Odysseus’s Cyendom’s friend. (6)

Helvetica: Jupiter’s familiar. White Indian Giant Squirrel.

Heracles: Calliope’s familiar. Quetzalcoatl. (17)

Hilda Greenwood:  Leo’s twin sister, seer wizard, and nymph collector.

Hypocrites: Tiberius’s familiar. Andean Condor. (1, 21)

I

Icthya Daigandun (dawnhill): Morgan’s mother, Charmer gate mage, dragon kingdom. (2, 6, 8, 9)

Icarus: Morgan Cyendom’s Familiar. Golden Eagle. (all)

Igneus Bluegem: Witch wizard teacher at pepperidge academy. Saianne’s older brother.

Iliad: Poullux’s familiar. Silver Fox. (15)

Iolitdor “Io” blugimm: Stone Queen. Warlock gate mage. (9, 19)

Issel “Issa”: Snow wildling in club on Tiberius gate. Stolen from Grand Snow.

J

Jupiter Geagmann (minkmonk): Regina’s mother. Paladin kingdom mage, Rat kingdom. (2, 6, 8, 9)

Jhivettel “jhoseff”: Storm Wildling in club on Tiberius gate. Rescued from Northand traders.

K

Kent Summorhind (Summerpalm): Private hire paladin wizard. Currently paladin bacon mage at the monkey gate in the South Central. Monkey kingdom. (14)

Khursha Plegianstol: Monkey Queen. Paladin abyss mage. AKA Fredrick. Hehe. (29)

L

Laurellan ”laurel”: dragon princess. Cyendom Dragon tasked with guarded the magic treasury of The Grand West in exchange for lemon deserts. (2,5)

Lasearline ”Laser”: First domino deer born to Queen Estella after they had been wiped out. Eldest stag prince, and best friend with Cadence. (10)

Leo Greenwood: witch wizard of The Capital in the Grand West. Morgan’s councilor.

Leviathan “Levi” Healingcreek: Ouroboros and Saianne’s son in Grand Snow. twin to Bassilisk “Basel“, Cadence’s husband. (10)

Lyra Seabryd: Fish Queen. Charmer stormbracker mage, fish kingdom. (7, 19, 20)

M

Macatchis “matcha”: Youngest Raven prince. Griminthrope. (8, 11)

Mathilda Herocrown: Friend to Augustine, mother of Castor, Pollux, and Polaris. (15)

Matthias Hwithas (whitestead): Orpheus’s father and Augestines brother in law. A seer memoir le morte mage, Stag kingdom. Current mage of the Rat gate in the North Central. (12, 13, 15)

Melida Daigendun (dawnhill): Cerberus and Ursus’s mother. Lead paladin of The Grand West. Paladin beacon mage, dragon kingdom. (2, 3, 7, 8, 9, 12, 14)

Meriam Craweleoth: Mage Queen of the Grand West. Seer memoir de morte mage, raven kingdom. (20)

Mertyl: Melida’s familiar. Indian Cobra. (12)

Morgan Cynedom (London): king mage, lead protagonist. A seer gate mage, raven kingdom. (all)

Murdoc Monafyra: Tiberius’s best friend and the recorder of the last days of mages. Seer season mage, wolf kingdom. (1,2,14,21)

N

Natalia Queenhare: Augestines partner who also works at the dance studio in Fort De Lapin by the rat gate.

Netylid “nettle”: leguid mermaid. Fish princess who remains in the shadow veil to aid the Fish King.

Nightingale Autmnwind: Southern boarder officer of the Southlands, later pepperidge academy security. Paladin Wizard. (22)

Niwel “naiven”: Cave wildling in club on Tiberius gate.

Norminwe Musham: maker of the Rat gate and owner of Fort de Lapin. Uncle to Meriam, ancestor of Augustine. Warlock mage; rat kingdom. (19)

Nymphalia Barefoot: studying paladin wizard, friend of Sunaeth.

O

Odette Craweleoth (Ravensong): Raven Queen. Daughter of mage queen Merium of the Grand West. Charmer kingdom mage, raven kingdom. (2,8,11,19, 20)

Odysseus Cynedom(London): Morgan’s father, heortemann meader mage, raven kingdom. Mage of the stone kingdom gate in the Grand East. (2,6,8)

Okokwo Grenehilt: Tree Queen. Charmer season mage. AkA.”Debra” hehe.

Orion: patrick’s familiar. Aliki wolf. (18)

Orpheus Heofokfleagan’’oreeo” (hawkwing): ex paladin and current charmer beacon mage, raven kingdom. Cerberus’s husband, Matthias and Requiem’s son. (12, 13, 14)

Osairus: Aurum’s familiar. Shetland Pony. (16)

Ourorboros Blacneadre (blacksnake): Mage of the dragon gate in Ent snaw (Grand Snow) in The West Lands. Heortemann season mage, dragon kingdom. (14)

P

Pamethelon “pam”: twin Terelith tree on Tiberius gate tasked with feeding guests to the gate.(1,5,7,15)

Palladis: Richen raven, raven princess. Tasked with controlling any of her brothers/griminthropes if they enter the day veil. (8,9,11)

Patrick Daigendun (Dawnhill): Morgan’s infamous grandfather. Paladin warg mage, dragon kingdom. wargs into a hydra. (2,6,8,9)

Patrick Monabellan (moonsong): Fourth and youngest child of Morgan and Emilia. Child of winter housed in the wolf kingdom. Palladin Kingdom mage, wolf kingdom.(18)

Plumba Rosethorn: Amadeus’s Mother, and Gemini’s wife. Previous owner of Rosethorn manor in the Grand West. Paladin wizard. (7)

Polaris Mousehutch: Poullux and castor’s little sister.(15)

Poullux Eorlcyenning (herocrown): Castor’s sister. Paladin kingdom mage, wolf kingdom. Paladin of sound. (15)

Promethius QueenHare: studying historacal seer wizrard from For de Lapin. Friend of Antuan Inktale.

Q

Quelelethan Cwenfyr “Quelella”: Dragon Queen. The eldest beast king. Witch beacon Mage, dragon kingdom. (2,5,14)

Qilyn Celestine: studying Apothocarty from the stag gate.

R

Ragnar Goldenscale: Ouroboros’s case manager, and social worker for the heritage site of Grand Snow and it’s magic forest. (18,29)

Rah Wintersleapen (wintersleep): Amadeus’s cousin. A charmer stormbreacker mage, fairy kingdom. Fish Queen in waiting to Brocid. (7, 9,12)

Regina Geagmann (minkmonk): Morgan’s cousin. Warlock beacon mage, housed Rat kingdom. Stone Queen in waiting to Wyverndor.(2,3,5,7,8,9)

Requiem Heofokfleagan (hawkwing): Orpheus’s mother, Mattias’s wife, and Augestine’s older sister. Witch wizard of Fort de lapin, rat gate. (13,15)

Rosael “rosa”: garden wildling in club on Tiberius gate. Patron of Morgan’s grandfather’s garden; and florist gardens in Pepperidge.

S

Saianne Healpenbroc (givingcreek): Sirulius’s ancestor. Charmer Gray dark mage, fish kingdom. (14)

Proff.Saturn Firpot: Professor of fey studies at Pepperidge academy. Adopted Woodwick and is Hara’s grandfather. Seer abyss wizard. (4,5)

Seiph Blugimm (Bluegem): Original mage of Io’s stone gate. Suirulius’s twin. Witch season mage; stone kingdom. (19)

Scarlet Stankild (Stonechild): Amadeus’s romantic partner. Heortmann abyss mage, stone kingdom. (7, 17)

Scorpio Knightheorte (knightheart): school friend of scarlet, rah and Amadeus. Current wolf queen. Paladin season mage, monkey kingdom and wolf kingdom. (7,0)

Schuliel “shermmie”: Storm Nymph adopted by Collector Hilda Greenwood.

Sirulius Healpenbroc: Mage causing havoc on a seaside village in the Grand East. Warlock storm breaker mage, fish kingdom robes. (7,14, 19, 21)

Stearra: Muedoc’s familiar. Panther, female. (1,21)

Suanne Locket ”Spinel”: Emilia’s mother. magi. (3)

Sunaeth “suna” Monabellen:Eldest wolf princess of previous wolf king. Seer kingdom mage. Used to be an Aliki wolf. (0)

T

Taurus Snowdance: Apothecary Wizard. Acadia house door boy, currently Pepperidge academy secretary. (22)

Tiberius Blacsorm (blackstorm): previous King Mage. Mage who made the gate of the same name. Father of Fyra. Warlock gate mage, raven kingdom.(all)

U

Ursus Monafyra (moonflare): Fairy Queen. Cerberus’s brother and melida’s son. former paladin season mage, wolf kingdom. (2, 9,12)

V

Viola: Eatheltwein’s familar; golden Canary (19)

Virgo Wintersleep: Rah’s father, Gemini’s twin brother, and chi chi’s husband. Estranged due to abuse. (7, 17, 22)

W

Woodwick, Carlhose (Wondael): Fountain nymph, rescued from a fey hoarder and raised to be human by previous professor Firepot. Head of transmutation and Morgan’s second mentor. (2,4,5)

Wyverndor “Wyvern”: Princess of stone kingdom. Crown Acrean Gimm. Bound to Regina Geagmann. (5,9)

X

Y

Yavisel “yve”: Forest Wildling in club on Tiberius gate. Transferred from Stag Gate in the Eastlands, as he didn’t want to lead the club of forest wildlings there.

Z

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