About

Amongst the trees a blue spark appears and starts to grow, turning into a wild whirl of dancing black and blue flames. The flames start to form into a figure. As the dancing fire decreases, there stands a startlingly beautiful woman with black hair and strange silver eyes, around her body is a black shield though the woman doesn't look frail. She smiles showing her black fangs.

She raises her head proudly and as she walks, it was with a unmatched grace, like water in a slight breeze. She looks at the creatures around her emotionlessly, her eyes seeming to pierce into their souls. -Hello.- Her voice soothing and beautiful yet sounded eerie.. Her voice seemed more like 11 voices at once and seemed to echo of the trees. She slightly smiles, her pale lips frozen there for a second. She moves her hands protectively to the side of her body, to a black leather pouch where she kept everything from her viles to her herbs, and lyre.

As you look down you see something behind her back moving, as the thing wraps around her legs you see that it is a black tail. As you look up, on her back was a sword that was not her own, though she had not stolen it. It was the called Hellgrid, she had taken it after she had killed the man who had killed her and hurt her son. It was a painful memory yet a reminder as to why she was alive now. She knew she was different from everyone and there were none of her kind, not even her full-blood brother was anything like her, or even her son.

With her previous body destroyed and she now had a new body. She felt different.. The Spirits inside her body always seemed restless. As was Tarus, her demonic protector. Her eyes scanned everything around her, happy that she at least had one thing from her previous body and that was her strange silver eyes. The eyes of a her ancestors, those of the Spirit Guardians. She sits quietly and watches everyone..

Looking around with boredom. She stands up and looks around for something to do, her eyes looking at a large tree. She could see its Spirit and she nods with approval at its strenghth. She smiles and takes a deep breath closing her eyes calling forth her protector. She smiles again as a black mist appears in front of her, forming into a large wolf-like shape, growing bigger till it towered a foot above her.

The creature puts its feet on the ground and looks at her, its eyes blood-red. It smiles at her and moves closer till it goes behind her and wraps what looks to be a tail around her body, creating a black shield. She winces in pain at the touch, hoping to get used to that some day. The creature projects into her body and becomes part of her, she yelps in pain and falls to her knees.

Her breathing heavy.. She slowly stands, her silver eyes now black
like the creatures. She smiles and looks at the tree again, raising her palms toward it and concentrates on the ground beneath it.. watching as the tree rips apart from its roots and lifts into the air. Hovering a foot above the ground. She squeezes her hands and the tree starts to move inside itself till it turns into nothingness.

"I am Gwyenafar Magiel: Spirit Guardian, Vampire, Former Queen of Magiel and Elementalist.. I welcome you.." She curtsies and walks away into the distance..