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Every door is a little different, even the doors created by the fae. Some are permanent; some move; some are transient; some will take you to different places depending on the day of the week or the phase of the moon; some will take you back in time; some will take you forward in time; and some… well, a magical door can pretty much take you anywhere. There are people, normally demons, who know what each door will do, but none of this information is written down, even though most of the doors cannot be used by the walkers.

The permanent doors created by the fae have beautiful stone frames around them, as a symbol of their existence. Each is guarded by at least one gargoyle, although these gargoyles aren’t the same as the ones you’d see on Earth. All of the gargoyles have a stone shape and a human shape. It is due to the gargoyles that demons can have trouble travelling through the doors the walkers use, but they are some who are happy to let a demon use one of their doors.

None of the other doors have a physical symbol. They are purely magical, so if you don’t know they’re there and you don’t have the ability to walk through them without a tattoo then they’ll have no affect on you. Often walkers come across these doors but have no idea. It may be possible to create tattoos for these doors, if someone with the right magical ability knew they existed, but it would be a difficult thing to do.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)

Every door is a little different, even the doors created by the fae. Some are permanent; some move; some are transient; some will take you to different places depending on the day of the week or the phase of the moon; some will take you back in time; some will take you forward in time; and some… well, a magical door can pretty much take you anywhere. There are people, normally demons, who know what each door will do, but none of this information is written down, even though most of the doors cannot be used by the walkers.

The permanent doors created by the fae have beautiful stone frames around them, as a symbol of their existence. Each is guarded by at least one gargoyle, although these gargoyles aren’t the same as the ones you’d see on Earth. All of the gargoyles have a stone shape and a human shape. It is due to the gargoyles that demons can have trouble travelling through the doors the walkers use, but they are some who are happy to let a demon use one of their doors.

None of the other doors have a physical symbol. They are purely magical, so if you don’t know they’re there and you don’t have the ability to walk through them without a tattoo then they’ll have no affect on you. Often walkers come across these doors but have no idea. It may be possible to create tattoos for these doors, if someone with the right magical ability knew they existed, but it would be a difficult thing to do.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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The fae, when creating the many races of the web, were often more interested in the different magics they could give each of them and so many were based on the human race. In part this was because many of the fae who had survived the end of the magic on their old world could be seen as the lesser fae, because they were more humanoid. Only a few of the greater fae, the less humanoid, managed to survive. Some had a part in making sure that there were at least a few races that were based on those who had lost their lives. No one is quite sure why, although some believe that the greater fae needed more magic in order to simply survive, while others think it is due to the stronger connection the greater fae had to their old world.

As the world creators worked together with the race creators, and there was often several of them working on each world, some worlds were created specifically for the races that were going to live there while others were created in order to test the races who would be placed on that world. Everything they did was an experiment, because most of them didn’t care much about who they were creating or what would happen to them later on. It wasn’t because the fae are uncaring in general, but the Yellow family is still seen as the least caring of the thirteen families, more interested in what they can do with their magic than anything else. Some of the Yellows really are like that. Others did care about what they were doing, but they were entirely sure that what they were doing was the only option.

Due to their lack of understanding the fae’s experiments could easily have gone very wrong. Almost all of the races were given some form of magic, often based on a magic the fae knew of, although they were just as experimental as everything else they did, and this could have ended everything. Instead they got lucky. They had landed on a world with some understanding of what needed to be done and it worked on making sure that those things were done, along with its newly created child worlds. Unfortunately the fae don’t know this, so they believe that everything they did worked, apart from those things they know for certain went wrong (like the doors leading to Taithmarin, Kankirin, and Aerith).

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)

The fae, when creating the many races of the web, were often more interested in the different magics they could give each of them and so many were based on the human race. In part this was because many of the fae who had survived the end of the magic on their old world could be seen as the lesser fae, because they were more humanoid. Only a few of the greater fae, the less humanoid, managed to survive. Some had a part in making sure that there were at least a few races that were based on those who had lost their lives. No one is quite sure why, although some believe that the greater fae needed more magic in order to simply survive, while others think it is due to the stronger connection the greater fae had to their old world.

As the world creators worked together with the race creators, and there was often several of them working on each world, some worlds were created specifically for the races that were going to live there while others were created in order to test the races who would be placed on that world. Everything they did was an experiment, because most of them didn’t care much about who they were creating or what would happen to them later on. It wasn’t because the fae are uncaring in general, but the Yellow family is still seen as the least caring of the thirteen families, more interested in what they can do with their magic than anything else. Some of the Yellows really are like that. Others did care about what they were doing, but they were entirely sure that what they were doing was the only option.

Due to their lack of understanding the fae’s experiments could easily have gone very wrong. Almost all of the races were given some form of magic, often based on a magic the fae knew of, although they were just as experimental as everything else they did, and this could have ended everything. Instead they got lucky. They had landed on a world with some understanding of what needed to be done and it worked on making sure that those things were done, along with its newly created child worlds. Unfortunately the fae don’t know this, so they believe that everything they did worked, apart from those things they know for certain went wrong (like the doors leading to Taithmarin, Kankirin, and Aerith).

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

39. Quiar

Sep. 30th, 2012 02:31 pm
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Welcome to Quiar

Created by Elizabeth Barrette.

I cheated and copied everything from the word document she sent me, because I couldn’t write about this world as well as she can. Quiar is a beautifully created world and I can’t wait to post the first story about it. I’m hoping that, if she feels like it, Elizabeth may also explore this world.

There is a lot of information behind the cut, which is why it’s behind a cut, so take your time and enjoy exploring Quiar.

Read the rest of this entry » )

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

39. Quiar

Sep. 30th, 2012 02:31 pm
kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)

Welcome to Quiar

Created by Elizabeth Barrette.

I cheated and copied everything from the word document she sent me, because I couldn’t write about this world as well as she can. Quiar is a beautifully created world and I can’t wait to post the first story about it. I’m hoping that, if she feels like it, Elizabeth may also explore this world.

There is a lot of information behind the cut, which is why it’s behind a cut, so take your time and enjoy exploring Quiar.

Read the rest of this entry » )

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

37. Linda

Sep. 25th, 2012 04:29 pm
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Created by MJ Ashford/DW user forgottenspirits

Linda is the home of the Linduns, four races with a connection to the elements: the Embers; the Clouds; the Waves; and the Rocks. The Embers are red and orange coloured lizard people who have pyrokinesis as their elemental power. They are permanently at war with the Waves and the Rocks. The Waves ae deep blue/sky green scaled people with both lungs and gills so they can live comfortable in and out of water. Their elemental ability is divination and they are also able to time travel. The Rocks are metallic coloured golems that have super strength. The Clouds, because they keep out of the war, are shunned by the other three races. They are blue, white and grey feathered people who can fly, are telepathic and have kinesis.

In the centre of the world, connecting the lands of the four other races, live the eight deities of this world on their own island. They are believed to be the favoured race, created by the fae to watch over the others, and this means they have a lot of control, but they don’t always use this in a way the walkers would be happy with.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

37. Linda

Sep. 25th, 2012 04:29 pm
kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)

Created by MJ Ashford/DW user forgottenspirits

Linda is the home of the Linduns, four races with a connection to the elements: the Embers; the Clouds; the Waves; and the Rocks. The Embers are red and orange coloured lizard people who have pyrokinesis as their elemental power. They are permanently at war with the Waves and the Rocks. The Waves ae deep blue/sky green scaled people with both lungs and gills so they can live comfortable in and out of water. Their elemental ability is divination and they are also able to time travel. The Rocks are metallic coloured golems that have super strength. The Clouds, because they keep out of the war, are shunned by the other three races. They are blue, white and grey feathered people who can fly, are telepathic and have kinesis.

In the centre of the world, connecting the lands of the four other races, live the eight deities of this world on their own island. They are believed to be the favoured race, created by the fae to watch over the others, and this means they have a lot of control, but they don’t always use this in a way the walkers would be happy with.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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Jason walked alone along the street, not paying attention to anything other than the voices he could hear. Some of the wishes were ones he would never even contemplate fulfilling, because they were selfish or they’d affect someone else adversely, but then there were others, more heartfelt, that tugged at his empathy. Not all wishes could be granted, so he spent much of his time learning about each person he wanted to help. That was what everyone with wish magic did. Every day they heard the voices of the many races of the web and made their choices about which wishes they could grant.

When Jason was a younger he had granted wishes that he probably shouldn’t have done, the way almost everyone with the ability had, because it was harder then to look at every wish dispassionately. All granted wishes were recorded, as were the effects, so he knew that none of the wishes had done any real damage to a person or timeline, as he could hear wishes from people who had lived hundreds of years before him. There were those who could also hear wishes from people in the future. That was why some said that they knew more about the web than the walkers did, but he wasn’t sure that was necessarily true. He would admit that they probably knew more about the people of the web than the walkers did.

Each wish that was granted had an effect on the web and sometimes it wasn’t possible to know what sort of an effect it would be until it happened. Jason had seen some innocuous wishes that seemed as though they couldn’t have any major effect turning one of the worlds upside down, while there were those that could have changed the worlds and didn’t do anything much at all. No matter how much research they did there was no way to be totally sure what would happen, so all they could do was guess and hope for the best.

There were rules about the wishes they could grant, but not everyone followed them, and there was no way to keep track of everyone with wish magic. Jason had first realised he had the ability when he was thirteen, which was the normal age for the races of Siaral to gain their power. He’d thought it was likely because his mother had wish magic and it had missed his older sister. It was something she was glad of, as she’d always wanted to be a unicorn breeder. If he’d wanted to keep his ability to himself it would have been easy enough to lie, because his power didn’t show outwardly, and he didn’t have to do anything to grant wishes.

Sighing, Jason told himself to stop thinking about the things he couldn’t change. When there were rules there were always going to be people who wanted to break them and people who were doing their best to stop those rules from being broken. He had always followed the rules they were given, knowing it was for the good of the web, even though there were times he could have broken them to help people who needed it.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)

Jason walked alone along the street, not paying attention to anything other than the voices he could hear. Some of the wishes were ones he would never even contemplate fulfilling, because they were selfish or they’d affect someone else adversely, but then there were others, more heartfelt, that tugged at his empathy. Not all wishes could be granted, so he spent much of his time learning about each person he wanted to help. That was what everyone with wish magic did. Every day they heard the voices of the many races of the web and made their choices about which wishes they could grant.

When Jason was a younger he had granted wishes that he probably shouldn’t have done, the way almost everyone with the ability had, because it was harder then to look at every wish dispassionately. All granted wishes were recorded, as were the effects, so he knew that none of the wishes had done any real damage to a person or timeline, as he could hear wishes from people who had lived hundreds of years before him. There were those who could also hear wishes from people in the future. That was why some said that they knew more about the web than the walkers did, but he wasn’t sure that was necessarily true. He would admit that they probably knew more about the people of the web than the walkers did.

Each wish that was granted had an effect on the web and sometimes it wasn’t possible to know what sort of an effect it would be until it happened. Jason had seen some innocuous wishes that seemed as though they couldn’t have any major effect turning one of the worlds upside down, while there were those that could have changed the worlds and didn’t do anything much at all. No matter how much research they did there was no way to be totally sure what would happen, so all they could do was guess and hope for the best.

There were rules about the wishes they could grant, but not everyone followed them, and there was no way to keep track of everyone with wish magic. Jason had first realised he had the ability when he was thirteen, which was the normal age for the races of Siaral to gain their power. He’d thought it was likely because his mother had wish magic and it had missed his older sister. It was something she was glad of, as she’d always wanted to be a unicorn breeder. If he’d wanted to keep his ability to himself it would have been easy enough to lie, because his power didn’t show outwardly, and he didn’t have to do anything to grant wishes.

Sighing, Jason told himself to stop thinking about the things he couldn’t change. When there were rules there were always going to be people who wanted to break them and people who were doing their best to stop those rules from being broken. He had always followed the rules they were given, knowing it was for the good of the web, even though there were times he could have broken them to help people who needed it.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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“Come with me,” Paul said, smiling. “You’ve told me before how much you’d love to explore time and now is the time to do it.”

Vanessa looked at Paul. Their eyes met and she bit her lip. Time travelling wasn’t something anyone did without careful planning or the agreement of at least one of the officials in charge of controlling who went where. He was holding one of the stones in his hand, that she knew couldn’t be bought, so he must have gone through the official channels, but she was still unsure.

“I don’t know,” she replied, glancing at the stone and then back at Paul’s face.

“We’ll be there for two weeks and then we’ll come home. I know you’re on holiday, so it’s not as though it’s going to be a problem getting time off, and I really want to show you my favourite time period.” Paul reached out and touched her hand. “Please, Nessa.”

Paul was saying the right words, but Vanessa had a feeling there was something he wasn’t telling her. They’d known each other since childhood, even though they hadn’t always been friends, and there were times she knew him better than she knew herself. She was certain this was one of those times. In his eyes, behind the convincing smile, was another emotion.

“Why now?” she asked.

“It feels like the right time.”

“Is there something that you’re not telling me?”

When Paul shook his head Vanessa knew he was lying to her, but there was no evidence. It was just her intuition telling her that she shouldn’t go with him, not right then, because he had another reason for travelling back in time. At the same time she couldn’t help thinking that she should go with him. He wouldn’t have asked her if he didn’t want her with him.

“I know it’s short notice and I probably should have at least mentioned the idea of us going time travelling together, but I wanted it to be a surprise. This is something you’ve always wanted to do.”

Nodding, Vanessa glanced at the stone again. “How did you manage to convince someone to let me go with you?”

“I’m not going back in time to do anything in particular, just to check a couple of things are going the way they’re meant to be, and when someone outside of one of the organisations goes time travelling they have to have a chaperon, so I thought I’d combine the two.”

Vanessa realised she was still chewing on her lip and told herself to stop, as she attempted to think things through. Paul had been with one of the secretive time travelling organisations for five years, since they had left school, and she couldn’t imagine him turning his back on them, but she knew he wasn’t always comfortable with what he was asked to do. They’d never been able to talk about exactly what he did, because everything was confidential, and she couldn’t help feeling relieved. It was too easy to imagine what he may have been asked to do.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)

“Come with me,” Paul said, smiling. “You’ve told me before how much you’d love to explore time and now is the time to do it.”

Vanessa looked at Paul. Their eyes met and she bit her lip. Time travelling wasn’t something anyone did without careful planning or the agreement of at least one of the officials in charge of controlling who went where. He was holding one of the stones in his hand, that she knew couldn’t be bought, so he must have gone through the official channels, but she was still unsure.

“I don’t know,” she replied, glancing at the stone and then back at Paul’s face.

“We’ll be there for two weeks and then we’ll come home. I know you’re on holiday, so it’s not as though it’s going to be a problem getting time off, and I really want to show you my favourite time period.” Paul reached out and touched her hand. “Please, Nessa.”

Paul was saying the right words, but Vanessa had a feeling there was something he wasn’t telling her. They’d known each other since childhood, even though they hadn’t always been friends, and there were times she knew him better than she knew herself. She was certain this was one of those times. In his eyes, behind the convincing smile, was another emotion.

“Why now?” she asked.

“It feels like the right time.”

“Is there something that you’re not telling me?”

When Paul shook his head Vanessa knew he was lying to her, but there was no evidence. It was just her intuition telling her that she shouldn’t go with him, not right then, because he had another reason for travelling back in time. At the same time she couldn’t help thinking that she should go with him. He wouldn’t have asked her if he didn’t want her with him.

“I know it’s short notice and I probably should have at least mentioned the idea of us going time travelling together, but I wanted it to be a surprise. This is something you’ve always wanted to do.”

Nodding, Vanessa glanced at the stone again. “How did you manage to convince someone to let me go with you?”

“I’m not going back in time to do anything in particular, just to check a couple of things are going the way they’re meant to be, and when someone outside of one of the organisations goes time travelling they have to have a chaperon, so I thought I’d combine the two.”

Vanessa realised she was still chewing on her lip and told herself to stop, as she attempted to think things through. Paul had been with one of the secretive time travelling organisations for five years, since they had left school, and she couldn’t imagine him turning his back on them, but she knew he wasn’t always comfortable with what he was asked to do. They’d never been able to talk about exactly what he did, because everything was confidential, and she couldn’t help feeling relieved. It was too easy to imagine what he may have been asked to do.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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The fifth of the five creatures created for Siaral was the elemental birds. After creating the phoenixes, and hoping they were phoenixes rather than just birds that looked like phoenixes, they wanted to work on something they believed in. They didn’t take the elemental birds from any old mythologies, instead creating what they believed to be an entirely new creature, and experimented just as much with these as they had with the dragons, unicorns and pegasi.

As with all the creatures, except the phoenixes, they began with miniature birds, around the size of finches, that could easily be kept in cages. The largest birds they created were around the size of eagles. Each bird was given the power of one element and not just the basic elements. Once there were earth, air, fire, and water birds, the Yellow family experimented with other elements. Ice birds, shadow birds, and many other were created, each with their own abilities.

The Breeders didn’t really see much of a use for the elemental birds, in the same way that the dragons, unicorns, and pegasi could be used, but they were beautiful. As with all the creatures they worked with the merchants to work out if there was any way of selling the elemental birds, and again a couple of merchants took eggs with them to see if they could be sold. As with the phoenixes they did sell, more because of their stunning looks than because of the magic they had, but it didn’t take long for people to realise that the birds were useful as well as beautiful. Water birds could be used during droughts, light birds could be used in dark places, and they became as important to the web as the other creatures.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)

The fifth of the five creatures created for Siaral was the elemental birds. After creating the phoenixes, and hoping they were phoenixes rather than just birds that looked like phoenixes, they wanted to work on something they believed in. They didn’t take the elemental birds from any old mythologies, instead creating what they believed to be an entirely new creature, and experimented just as much with these as they had with the dragons, unicorns and pegasi.

As with all the creatures, except the phoenixes, they began with miniature birds, around the size of finches, that could easily be kept in cages. The largest birds they created were around the size of eagles. Each bird was given the power of one element and not just the basic elements. Once there were earth, air, fire, and water birds, the Yellow family experimented with other elements. Ice birds, shadow birds, and many other were created, each with their own abilities.

The Breeders didn’t really see much of a use for the elemental birds, in the same way that the dragons, unicorns, and pegasi could be used, but they were beautiful. As with all the creatures they worked with the merchants to work out if there was any way of selling the elemental birds, and again a couple of merchants took eggs with them to see if they could be sold. As with the phoenixes they did sell, more because of their stunning looks than because of the magic they had, but it didn’t take long for people to realise that the birds were useful as well as beautiful. Water birds could be used during droughts, light birds could be used in dark places, and they became as important to the web as the other creatures.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

kajones_writing: (Default)

The third of the five creatures created for Siaral were the pegasi, the mythological flying horses. Creating the pegasi was an afterthought, a creature the fae remembered only after they began studying to create the unicorns, and chose to make them as well, because it gave the Yellow family a chance to experiment with wings.

Much less thought and work went into creating the pegasi. Most had already been done for the unicorns, so they took the information they already had and used it to create several different breeds of pegasi. Again they worked on creating a miniature form, because it was a good way testing their abilities.

Once they were on Siaral the Breeders cared as much for the pegasi as they did for the unicorns, realising that the two forms of horse were actually very different. The pegasi had much more freedom than the unicorns, because they could fly, and often explored the web alone, although they always returned home to Siaral. The merchants also appreciated the pegasi, as they were a useful form of transport around the web, and brought in good money.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)

The third of the five creatures created for Siaral were the pegasi, the mythological flying horses. Creating the pegasi was an afterthought, a creature the fae remembered only after they began studying to create the unicorns, and chose to make them as well, because it gave the Yellow family a chance to experiment with wings.

Much less thought and work went into creating the pegasi. Most had already been done for the unicorns, so they took the information they already had and used it to create several different breeds of pegasi. Again they worked on creating a miniature form, because it was a good way testing their abilities.

Once they were on Siaral the Breeders cared as much for the pegasi as they did for the unicorns, realising that the two forms of horse were actually very different. The pegasi had much more freedom than the unicorns, because they could fly, and often explored the web alone, although they always returned home to Siaral. The merchants also appreciated the pegasi, as they were a useful form of transport around the web, and brought in good money.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

kajones_writing: (Default)

The second of the five creatures created for Siaral were the unicorns. Again inspiration was taken from human mythologies, but there was much less for the unicorns, and this interested the Yellows. Unicorns were said to be beautiful creatures, often seen only by virgins, believed once to be a real creature, until it became a human myth. In simple terms they were horses, or occasionally goats, with horns. All had magic.

First the fae in charge studied the magic of the unicorn. It was a start, but they wanted more. From the unicorns they moved onto breeds of horses, studying each one in depth to work out exactly what they could take from the horse and add to the unicorn. This was harder, as it meant understanding a creature most of the fae had never seen before, but they eventually felt they could begin.

As with the dragons they made miniature unicorns before moving onto larger beasts. In this case it was a way of making sure they’d done things right. All the unicorns had what could be called unicorn magics, especially the ability to heal, and then a breed specific power.

Finally they were passed onto the Breeders, who again were given no help by the fae. Some Breeders favoured working with the dragons, but there were those who were uncomfortable with them, and happily took on the job of breeding the unicorns. When the merchants came there were those who sold dragons and those who sold unicorns, who were favoured often by ladies, and used instead of horses because of their abilities. Young girls could be given miniature unicorns to learn how to look after creatures, in a way that children on Earth would be given a hamster or other small creature.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)

The second of the five creatures created for Siaral were the unicorns. Again inspiration was taken from human mythologies, but there was much less for the unicorns, and this interested the Yellows. Unicorns were said to be beautiful creatures, often seen only by virgins, believed once to be a real creature, until it became a human myth. In simple terms they were horses, or occasionally goats, with horns. All had magic.

First the fae in charge studied the magic of the unicorn. It was a start, but they wanted more. From the unicorns they moved onto breeds of horses, studying each one in depth to work out exactly what they could take from the horse and add to the unicorn. This was harder, as it meant understanding a creature most of the fae had never seen before, but they eventually felt they could begin.

As with the dragons they made miniature unicorns before moving onto larger beasts. In this case it was a way of making sure they’d done things right. All the unicorns had what could be called unicorn magics, especially the ability to heal, and then a breed specific power.

Finally they were passed onto the Breeders, who again were given no help by the fae. Some Breeders favoured working with the dragons, but there were those who were uncomfortable with them, and happily took on the job of breeding the unicorns. When the merchants came there were those who sold dragons and those who sold unicorns, who were favoured often by ladies, and used instead of horses because of their abilities. Young girls could be given miniature unicorns to learn how to look after creatures, in a way that children on Earth would be given a hamster or other small creature.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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The first of the five creatures to be created for Siaral was the dragons. Inspiration for them was taken from human mythologies, which were often studied by the Yellow family as creatures were the only way they could experiment on their old world. They once also, thanks to the election of a Yellow Queen, got permission to create the Dragon race who lived with them on their old world until Willow left. Having more freedom meant that the creators were more experimental with the breeds of dragons they created.

All the dragons had magic, with each breed having different abilities. From the smallest dragons, a miniature breed that had the ability to teleport, to the largest, who could breathe fire like the dragons of legend were said to, they all had the magic of flight. Some were based on Eastern dragons, others were based on European dragons, a few were based on wyverns, and then there were those who came purely from one of the Yellow fae’s imagination.

Of course, once the fae left the dragons in the capable hands of the Breeders there were those that thrived and those that didn’t. Some breeds of dragon died out within a few years and probably should never have been created in the first place. The Breeders worked hard to keep the numbers of each of the surviving dragon breeds up, learning to understand the creatures that had been thrust upon them without any guidance. Merchants visited, wanting to take at least some of the dragon breeds to other worlds, and miniature dragons became a favourite with many people as messengers and companions.

Soon the Breeders were working with the merchants to make money from the creatures they had learned to love. Cross breeds were created and occassionally they had help from some of the remaining fae with the ability to make new breeds of dragons, especially the miniature dragons who couldn’t easily be breed with the larger ones.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)

The first of the five creatures to be created for Siaral was the dragons. Inspiration for them was taken from human mythologies, which were often studied by the Yellow family as creatures were the only way they could experiment on their old world. They once also, thanks to the election of a Yellow Queen, got permission to create the Dragon race who lived with them on their old world until Willow left. Having more freedom meant that the creators were more experimental with the breeds of dragons they created.

All the dragons had magic, with each breed having different abilities. From the smallest dragons, a miniature breed that had the ability to teleport, to the largest, who could breathe fire like the dragons of legend were said to, they all had the magic of flight. Some were based on Eastern dragons, others were based on European dragons, a few were based on wyverns, and then there were those who came purely from one of the Yellow fae’s imagination.

Of course, once the fae left the dragons in the capable hands of the Breeders there were those that thrived and those that didn’t. Some breeds of dragon died out within a few years and probably should never have been created in the first place. The Breeders worked hard to keep the numbers of each of the surviving dragon breeds up, learning to understand the creatures that had been thrust upon them without any guidance. Merchants visited, wanting to take at least some of the dragon breeds to other worlds, and miniature dragons became a favourite with many people as messengers and companions.

Soon the Breeders were working with the merchants to make money from the creatures they had learned to love. Cross breeds were created and occassionally they had help from some of the remaining fae with the ability to make new breeds of dragons, especially the miniature dragons who couldn’t easily be breed with the larger ones.

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