theunderwolf
Kangaroo Paladin of Space
Draìochta paused, her finger hesitating on the spine of the darkened tome she was placing on one of the many millions of shelves she had created in her labirenth. She had coded, written and other wise hidden almost all her knowledge of magic within the halls of the complex, which extended underneath the entire surface of her world. all for her little creations. The cruthdraì were young, the first brood had just barely hatched from their eggs by the caretakers she created. She could feel their potential for magic and shape shifting even as she wove them together. Now she was leaving her knowledge for them to find. The caregivers, giant sentinels of stone and iron, would guard them. She was excited to see them grow. Not that she'd make it easy for them. She set another trap. The cruthdraì would earn their birthright or not get it all. She grinned and disappeared from the library, ejecting herself into the atmosphere. Grinning at how, well, magical her world looked. Something gave her pause though. Other gods were gathering. She had no desire to leave and meet them but she supposed she should ready herself for a visit. So she made a palace at the top of the highest peak of... Domham. That would be this world' s name she decided, thinking it needed one as she made a great stone castle for herself. She landed within her new home and, with some quick spell work made sure that any go attempting to come to her world would end up in her entry hall. And then she sat and waited. They would be arriving soon, she hoped, she could use some immortal company.
((Open invitation!))
((Open invitation!))