MagiStream

People (Including mages, sorcerers, and other humans)

Ebony: A 17 year old girl with long, dark brown hair and dark, emerald green eyes. She stands at about 5'6. She is usually calm and collective, but she does have a short temper.

Myna (My-na): a 34 year old women with heavily layered black angled hair that reaches her shoulders and fiery red-orange eyes that shift from orange to red depending on her mood. She has a sort temper that reaches lengths that only her husband knows. She is about 5'8 and is a fire magi with a bit of dark magic from her darker creatures. She doesn't use dark magic often but she will use it if need be.

Mark: a 36 year old man with short brown hair and usually has a five day old scruff. He is a kind man that flares up when an animal is injured by another magi or sorcerer or even just another human. He used to travel around to world until he dissapeared about ten years ago, after he brought Ebony to the Keep.

Aero (Air-o (just in case)): a quiet 18 year old boy that keeps to himself. He is much like Ebony in attitude. His slightly long black hair reaches past his ears and into his eyes except that the hair is swept to the side. He has light blue eyes and is 6 foot.

Creatures (animals and companions)

Galoran (Guh-lore-an): a Sasrael Resurrection Horse that loves attention. He is currently in his first life. He was trained and raised by Myna and Mark alongside Corona.

Corona (Core-own-a): a Valarn Resurrection Horse that likes to keep to herself most of the time. She is currently in her first life. She was trained and raised by Myna and Mark alongside Galoran.

Blaze: a Hellhound that is nearly three times the size of any other Hellhound. Her attitude changed dramatically once she reached adult. She is kind to her friends, but is very protective of Ebony. She gets angry very easily because she does have a short temper towards anyone other than Ebony and her creatures.

Runeza (Rune-ez-a): an Etainian Quetzalcoatl hatchling (at the moment. She grows into a Adult as the story progresses). She is quiet and likes to rest on Ebony's shoulders (she will be more defined as the story progresses)

Alasia (Al-asia): a Hellhound puppy that was tramatized a few moments after she hatched. Frozen and kept alive by black magic for ten whole years until the ice comepletly melted away from her body. She is now in Aero's care. Has grown up to be just like Blaze with a darker blue coat and blue and purple fire.

Sync: a soot gryphon with a burn scar in the shape of a star on her chest. The right side of her face is devoid of feathers and scarred horribly. All that is left of her eye is closed lids. She is very sweet and kind but will battle feriously against anyone or anything that attacks her. She does fear fire a little bit.

Scoar (Score): Aero's Etainian Quetzalcoatl. He will become more defined later.

Dicaro ((dim w/out the m) Dih-car-o): Aero's Albino Direwolf. He will become more defined later

I sat watching the dying sunset disappear over the horizon. The fire phoenixes fly over the keep and fields for the last time until night. Pegasus are landing by the stables, waiting for the Keep’s Centaur Allies and their Magis to take care of them. I smile at the thought of the creatures of the night getting ready to come out into the open. My own creature, Odhran, a Hellhound named after my father’s Keep, would be coming out soon. He likes the night as much as he likes the day.

Just as the night creatures come out and the day creatures go to bed, a great dark bone dragon lands in front of me, growling. I take a step back as the purple glowing body of the young female bone dragon takes another step toward me. She is as big as a large draft horse and can already harness some of her magic. One unique quality about her, one I have rarely ever seen, is that she can talk to mages in her mind. “Doytan, what news do you have?” I ask her.

She growls. A Magi is riding toward the Keep as we speak, Doytan, the Dragon says.

“What creature does he ride?”

Doytan shifted nervously. You will not believe me

I snort. “Try me.”

The Dark Bone Dragon leaned down so her face was in my, her hot breath tickling my body. He was riding a…a…Sasrael Resurrection Horse.

I laugh. “One of those? They don’t care to be ridden. I have seen only three Magi ride a Resurrection Horse and they are now long gone.”

It’s true.

“I’ll believe it when I see it!” I say.

Just then, a light at the edge of the Keep’s forest appears. Sure enough, a Magi rapped in a Fire Magi’s cloak rides in on a Resurrection Horse. The horse looked pissed, tossing his flaming mane about and swishing his fire tail as he stops. His beautiful blue boned body shows tints of orange in the now night sky. “Mark?” I whisper.

The Magi gets off his horse and walks toward me with a bundle in his arms. He removes his hood and looks me in the eye. Mark has a scar running across his hard face. He is tall with graying brown hair and an extremely close cut beard. He is strong and muscular and very athletic. Don’t let his age fool you. He can wrestle down the fiercest Kuras Tiger. “My wife, I have brought you a student,” Mark, my husband, says.

He shifts the bundle so her head shows. Inside the bundle is a little seven year old girl with an interesting mark around her neck. I know I have seen it before, but where? Her face is slightly bloody. “What happened to her?” I ask.

“Dark mages attacked her village, Myna. She is the only survivor. The fires that burnt down every building and person are from both molten bone and dark bone dragons,” Mark says.

“How can she be the only survivor?”

“She has been Marked.”

“Marked? What are you talking about?”

“She has been Marked with runes; runes of an Etainian Quetzalcoatl.”

That was where I saw the runes! The golden runes lined the entirety of her neck. They are about an inch and extremely noticeable against her tan skin. Her dark brown hair moved about her in the wind. She shifted slightly and winced. New blood seeped through the cloth that rapped the little girl. “I’ll take her, Mark. Please be careful,” I say. “And I highly doubt your Resurrection horse likes to be ridden.”

Mark looked back at his horse after giving me the girl. Then he looks back at me. “I’ll remember that. She has a name, this one.”

“What is it?” I ask.

“Ebony.”

“Ebony…”

“Just Ebony.”

I look at the little girl and then back at Mark who was on his horse once more. “I’ll see you once I get back from chasing these Dark Magi,” he says. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

I watch as he rides off into the night.