Species: GremlinMore Like This
General Characteristics: Light green skin with some form of freckle/spot pattern on there body. Usually found wearing a skull shaped helmet typically born with them that they later carve or modify into other shapes. Average height of about two and a half feet.
Lifespan: 300 - 500 years
Abilities: Immune to all magic capability with the exception of some types of alchemy (science > magic). Have advanced intellect. Bodies are super light and bone is made from a malleable material, allowing them to squeeze into narrow spaces.
History: Gremlins, for many generations, had been lumped together with most imps and fae do to there common appearance with many of them during the early records of mankind. It was there inability to properly harness magic that made them easy targets for predators and other races to enslave them with magic.
The gremlin elder sought the aid of the stronger, more benevolent races for assistance in setting t
I'm A Little FairyMore Like This
Thomas was true nature lover. Everyday he would go into the forest and spend mostly all day in there just enjoying the peace and serenity it brought him. Some people thought he was weird but he didn't care. He was him and loved to go into the woods to chill or relax after a long hard day. Sometimes he'd bring his trusty camera along to take a few pics of the wildlife and such.
"Oh boy I wonder what i'll get today," Thomas said as he entered the forest. It was a nice sunny and cloudy day. "Man I just love coming in here all the time." He spoke happily.
Thomas snapped a few pictures here, and a few pictures there and made it to his favorite spot in the forest. A small creek where the sun always shined. He sat on the biggest rock and marveled at the water. The sun bounced off of it's crystal clearness so perfectly it could have blinded him.
"Perfect, just perfect." Thomas was happy with himself smiling.
Little did Thoma
Wolf ConservationBy grapehyacinthMore Like This
“Hi, I'm Grace Charnow. Are you Ann?”
The woman's face looked weathered but kindly as it creased into a smile. “Yes. Welcome to the Wolf Conservatory. I understand you'd like to interview us for your college newspaper?”
Grace cleared her throat. She was nervous as this was her first assignment. The older students had pawned this unwanted story off on her because it was somewhat controversial. One of the biggest donors to the school, Mayor Landis, was fighting to have the center closed. He felt it did no good and it was a waste of tax dollars. Many of the students were fighting this looming decision, and it was up to Grace to report on the center itself.
The Wolf Conservatory was rumored to be run by a bunch of ex-hippies who were probably into drugs as well, but the woman before Grace was nothing like she had expected. She might have been a hippie in her former life, but she was neatly dressed and appeared quite happy that Grace w