Deep within the forest of Fangwood lived a small group of Druids. No one knew they existed within the forest, no one has ever seen the great Druids of the forest. They are so secretive that most believe their existence is only a myth. Only 2 families have survived throughout the dark and dangerous times. These two families are ancient Elven families That have not been breathed by any other elf in hundreds of years. Though their time in Fangwood will soon be left in the past, there has been a blight infecting the forest. Turning good to evil, green to black, and life to death. There is a great and dark magic looming over the forest that not even the Druid families Maelienydd, and Cydwli could heal. The two families remaining were the no doubt …show more content…
Of course being in the Maelienydd blood line they were also destined to be great shapshifters. Caladril took to the shapshifting craft very quickly. He loved to be hidden within the wild of the forest. It was calming for him to be hidden and alone. His sister Gwenyth took more to herbology and life circle. One day while Caladril was out on one of his nature walks, he was sitting atop one of the biggest trees in the forest and noticed some smoke coming from where his family was living. Scared and young he rushed back to his camp, but on his way noticed his sister and said to her " Sister, what has happened? Where is mother and father? " frightened and scared she answered him " A strange and dark looking man showed up, and started casting evil spells that were just killing everything around him " Caladril grabbed his sister and the both of them quickly ran back to where their camp was, only to find their father transformed into a great dire bear fighting off what seemed to be undead creatures and …show more content…
Their parents couldn't help anyone and were slain in the battle. Caladril and Gwenyth couldn't stand by and watch their parents get attacked. Caladril not yet strong enough to shapshift into anything helpful, he ran over and grabbed his crossbow and tried to keep his distance and take some pressure of his father and mother. Gwenyth grabbed her staff and tried to attack the powerful warlock who was destroying all that she loved. Though she was a year younger than her brother and not even close to being able to put up much of a fight against this warlock. Noticing this young Druid rushing towards him, he let out a laugh, and started muttering some words under his breath. Only word that was heard was "Nastrisal". With that being said a great and powerful creäture raised up from depths of the earth. This creäture was at least 40 feet tall and seemed to be covered in red drake scales. He held a giant great sword. He quickly swept up the girl and stopped her dead in her tracks. The Warlock let out another laugh and said " FInally i've come for what I was looking for " Then cast a spell that exploded smoke all around the