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Character Profile: Nixie

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Name: Nixie

Age: Immortal 

Height: 3.7″ 

Species: Water sprite of aeternum

Eye Color: Blue

Hair Color: Black turning to blue

Gender: Female

Known Abilities: As with all water sprites, Nixie is drawn to the magic of protection and healing more than destruction. If given a source of freshwater, she is able to heal any wound or sickness; the fresher the water, the more effective the magic. If the water has been processed it will do nothing.

She is able to gather the water from the environment around her and turn it to her bidding. From this water, she can form a shield around herself or others, or freeze the water into spikes to attack with. She can purify poisoned waters, and has enough power in her to purify a source the size of the Great Lakes.

Her magic is bound in the ichor in her wings, if they are broken she is powerless. If she is attacked, she can’t be killed, but she can be mortally wounded. If hit with a powerful enough attack, she can be reduced to water vapor, and without the help of her sisters, it would take her a hundred years to reform.

She has the telepathic ability of empathy, and knows the emotions of all around her. This can’t be turned off, so at times the water sprites will seek solitude in their forest in order to focus themselves inward.

Background: Nixie was brought to life by the gods to serve a purpose in aeternum. To the care of the water sprites was given Lityerses and the necklace that contains the power of the Golden Touch. They watched over their erstwhile brother and he watched them back until he found a way to break through and escape back to earth.

Water sprites like Nixie can be summoned by any human, and often strike bargains. They are also prepared to come if any of the gods call to restore the balance of Nature on earth.

Quote: I must make sure the human world is not threatened by us, sister. Forbidden or not, I must help.

Artwork by Globfish

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January 6th excerpt:

“I see we’re back to offering hands,” Dean said snidely as he stepped onto Sherlock’s hand. Being grabbed the last few times hadn’t gone unnoticed by the tiny man, though he had more important things on his mind at the time.

Character Profile: Ilyana

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Name: Ilyana, born of Ilia

Age: 2 

Height: 3.9″

Species: Aeternum fire sprite

Eye Color: Red

Hair Color: Black turning to red

Gender: Female

Known Abilities: Fire sprites lack the finesse of their older water sprite sisters, but this doesn’t mean they’re weak. They have the ability to control fire in all its forms, going so far as to infringe on the realm of the earth sprites to control the lava of their volcano itself. Adding to this, they have powerful minds, able to bend others to their will.

Partnered with the fire sprites are the fire drakes, small lizards found in the volcano wasteland of aeternum. Ever since their bonding, the fire drakes were given wings and fire sprites slowly grow closer to their friends, gradually growing out their own matching tails and scales as they age.

Background: Ilyana is only two years old, and easily influenced by others. Celeste reaches out to her, offering the one thing the fire sprites want most– immortality– in exchange for Sam Winchester.

Quote: Submit now, before you are destroyed as well. I do not wish to harm a sister, but I am bound to this task and will not be stopped.

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January 5th excerpt:

“Dean! ” Sherlock called, cutting off John’s comment as he took long strides toward the kitchen. It was the most likely place they’d find the tiny man. Sherlock had no doubt the Winchesters’ food supply had been greatly depleted that night and would need to be refilled.

Biting back a cringe at the volume of Sherlock’s voice, John heaved a weary sigh as he followed his flatmate.

The silence in the kitchen shattered, Dean burst out from behind the glassware on the countertop, looking more frazzled than normal. His duffel was discernibly thicker than before, and a biscuit hung out of his other arm. Clearly, he had been busy in the time since they’d seen him last.

“What?! ” Dean hissed. “And, what the hell?! How do you possibly always know where I am? It’s ruining my mystique!”

Character Profile: Cerul Elanwyn

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Name: Cerul Elanwyn

Age: 39 (at the present of Sam of Wellwood)

Height: 3.7″

Species: Wood Sprite

Eye Color: Tarnished gold

Hair Color: Pastel green

Gender: Male

Known Abilities: Cerul is gifted with the Voice of the Spirit. Among wood sprites, this is the strongest connection to the Earth Spirit someone could have. It grants him the ability to feel the emotions and pain of living things around him, as well as unparalleled stamina when making use of the Spirit’s magic. He can employ the Healing Touch.

Background: When Cerul was a young sprite, he received the revelation that he was gifted with the Voice. Ever since then, he has made sure to hone and practice his Prayers and listen closely to the feelings of those around him. A wood sprite with the Voice takes on the responsibility of caring for their community, and Cerul’s quiet, patient personality suited this.

He earned his title of Far Seeing among the nobility for two main reasons. One being his empathy from the Voice, enabling him to see far into the hearts of others. The second reason came when he used his insight to notice the trees of the forest preparing for harsh winter, and  gained the sprites a very necessary look ahead to the time to come, and minimized the damage it could have done to the village.

Quote: We respect wolves and owls for their ways of life, do we not? As much as that means we must avoid such predators, we do not blame them for surviving.

Artwork by @mogadeer

Wings of Freedom

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AU: Brothers Apart

Timeline: During the Winchesters three month stay at Trails West after Taken

Bree gasped as she saw a large, blue-winged butterfly swoop down from the edge of the roof she was sitting under next to Sam. Its beautiful, iridescent wings caught the last beams of sunlight, shimmering a radiant color she hadn’t seen before.

Sam laughed, holding out his good arm. The butterfly was not bothered by the two small people standing there, and alighted on his arm, antennae brushing against his hair and tickling at his face. Sam turned towards Bree. “Have you seen one before?” he asked, his eyes glowing.

She nodded, her eyes wide. “But only from the window in Beth’s room,” she confided in Sam.

“Here,” he said, clasping her hand. The butterfly curiously walked over his jacket, its delicate feet picking at the fabric. “But don’t touch the wings,” he warned, looking at the scales. “They’re very delicate, and you could rub the scales off.”

Her mouth was open in awe as the delicate creature made its way up to her shoulder, brushing at her golden blonde locks as it examined her. The beautiful wings opened and closed slowly a few times, and then the delicate feet pushed off.

She and Sam watched the butterfly flap a few times, quickly circling around them before veering back into the sky, resuming its search for flowers. The two small people under the overhang were calm and the girl was colorful, but they had no sustenance to offer, and so the butterfly’s journey was not over.

Character Profile: Scar Wolfblind

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Name:  Scar Wolfblind

Age: 37 (In present day of Sam of Wellwood)

Height: 3.75″

Species: Wood Sprite

Eye Color: Dark green

Hair Color: Dark green

Gender: Male

Known Abilities: Master of strategizing against much larger foes, sword master, aerial acrobatics, basic Prayer to the Earth Spirit, able to keep a battle calm against tough enemies

Background: Scar is the High Knight of Wellwood, and he didn’t get his position lying around. In his early years as a knight, he showed aptitude and skill with the sword and a strong drive to protect the sprites from the dangers that might arrive in the forest. This drive aided in his fight against a wolf that had killed a few sprites, and the animal was left completely blind as a result. Scar earned his name as well as monumental respect from the others in the village.

In Sam of Wellwood, it was Scar who first found the lost and frightened young Sam Winchester directly after his curse. He brought the boy back to the village and soon after was driven to help him find his family. When Sam grew a little older, Scar noticed his strength and drive to make more of himself, and from then on took Sam under his wing as a new knight in training.

Quote: The enemy is strong, and he is dangerous, but he will be strong and dangerous whether we cower and doubt ourselves or fly out to meet him.

I know what I’d rather do!

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January 3rd excerpt:

John rubbed his neck sheepishly and averted his gaze for a moment, feeling larger and more cumbersome than ever. Being called a giant and described as rumbling really put their actions into perspective. Something as simple as moving to the next room was enough to tip Dean off.

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January 2nd excerpt:

John’s anger melted as Dean’s voice rang out from near Sherlock’s feet.

“Dean…” he breathed as he looked down at the tiny man, awkwardly shuffling to sit at the end of Sherlock’s bed. It still made his heart race to see either of the brothers on the floor. Dean had managed to catch their attention quickly this time, but John always feared the idea of him or Sam being unable to make themselves known to their larger flatmates.

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January 1st excerpt:

Taking a deep breath, Dean brought himself to his current conundrum. He needed a way into Sherlock’s room without going all the way back around to the entrances they commonly used. All he needed was a little crack in the wall, some weak spot… Dean pressed his hands to the wall, pushing at a spot that had what looked like a water spot.

He hissed when it gave under his touch, and delicately pushed it just enough to squeeze into the walls. From there, he didn’t have far he could go considering how small the slip of wall was between the bathroom door and the door to the hall, but it was enough for Dean to find another crack that lead to Sherlock’s room. Old buildings had their uses, especially for people who lived in the walls.

And then Dean was in a room with two giants, one clearly angry.