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The girl cocked her head at Mia, struggling to understand anything these two were saying. It wasn't like she thought they were talking crazy, it was just that she had nothing to reference on. What was a guardian? What was the light? What was the Traveler? There was so much to ask she didn't know...

Everything was going by in a blur. The trees, the ground, the strange voice introducing itself. And then everything tuned topsy turvy and the girl found herself tumbling on the ground and smashing into a tree. Which hurt. A lot. "Ooo, broken rib. Give me a sec..." There was a warmth that spread...

"So?" The girl asked anxiously as the Ghost twirled about. "Well there's been no response, but the Guardian's signal is getting closer." The Ghost answered "However they're approaching very quickly so we need to get ready to move." Turning towards the stack of boxes they were hiding behind a...

"Guardian." Her lungs burned. Her legs ached. Shouting from behind her. She needed to run. "Guardian?" Shattering glass. Open air. Gunshots. Pain. So much pain. "Guardian!" The girl shot up straight from where she was laying, gasping for breath as sweat dripped down her brow. What was that...

As Arden stumbled over his words Ronald sighed at the problem Ellia had just caused. Sometimes her couldn't tell if was just oblivious or if she did these things on purpose. "It's alright, Saundra." He stepped in to reassure her. "The young lad's a traveler who's in need of a place to stay for a...

The chief stared at Arden for a little bit, not quiet convinced it was a good idea, but after Ronald's prodding and Arden's declaration he finally relented. "Alright," he grunted "Let's go talk to her. If she's uncomfortable with it though then-" He began walking down the road leading further...

Chapter 1 Fairies Can't Swim "You're over reacting, she said! They're nice people, she said! We should totally buy passage from them, she said! It will be fine, she said!" Fionn grumbled as he lashed a loose board to the pair's makeshift raft. Muirenn, who was sitting on the other end with her...

When Arden mentioned the girl the chief frowned. “Alone? Damn it, I keep telling the kids not to leave town by themselves. When I find out whose child she is I’ll have her parents give her a talking to.” One would think that after ten years he would be used to the troubles that came with running...

As Arden walked away from Cair a breeze blew past him once more, carrying leaves and loose petals as it went. Despite his claims of being old he deftly snatched one of the leaves from the air and examined it. Long and round, dark green with its tips jagged like flames; the leaf of an elder tree...

"Oh I'm sure there's something you could help with around here." The old druid said, taking another drag from his pipe. "Most of the prep work for the ritual has already been done, so you'll need to go ask around the town." As Arden removed his hood the old man caught sight the scar he had been...

“Legend’s, huh?” Cair muttered under his breath, just barely loud enough to hear. When he spoke at his normal volume again he had dropped the teasing tone, giving Arden’s tale the seriousness it deserved. “No, I don’t believe you to be a fool. If I had a sister who had taken ill, I too would...

"Well met, Arden of Brevis." The old man bowed his head as well, pleased by the respect the young man was showing. "I'm Ciar Ó'Baoighill. And yes, Druid would be the appropriate title." Then he leaned forward and spoke in a low voice, as if telling Arden some secret. "But in my experience, it's...

"...did not come here to watch peasants live their pointless lives!" The young man was saying as Arden came within earshot, while the middle aged man looked like he was fighting the urge to strangle the rich brat. "As I've already explained, sir, it isn't as common as you think. Usually a moon...

To call it the stone structure at the village's entrance a "gate" may have been giving it too much credit. In fact there really was no gate to speak of. Perhaps once upon a time there had been a simple wooden door to keep livestock from wandering out, but now all that greeted Arden was a large...

If it was possible for the girl's grin to grow any wider it would have when Arden called her a lady, but she quickly wiped it form her face as she set her basket down and did her best impression of a 'proper lady'. "Thank you for the offer, kind sir, but I'm afraid I still have much to do." She...

The girl beamed at the complement, giggling as Arden ruffled her hair. "I know! Right?" She hopped away and twirled on her toes for no other reason then because it was fun. Once she was done with her spin she bounced on over to the edge of the road and stared of into the valley with a hand over...

Whether she heard the man's first question, or simply chose to ignore it, the child continued to hum and pick through the flowers. It was only when Arden commented on the ones she had picked that she looked up and grinned at him. "Yep yep yep!" She chirped. She hopped up and skipped over to him...

An old poet, who's name has long been lost to the annals of time, once described standing on the top of a mountain to sitting upon the throne of the gods. While sitting on a god's throne was probably a grander and far more dangerous experience then climbing a giant rock, any who stood above the...