Silver Fae
Thesaurus The Pro Hero
Mystics. Blessed individuals, born with an affinity that allows them to manipulate the Surge- currents of magic that weave through the fabric of time and space. However, there was a time in which such an ability was unheard of. Magic, The Surge, could only be accessed by those deemed as Heirs. These chosen individuals ruled their lands with the power bestowed onto them by the great Mother. They, alone, held the great gift. Peace reigned- until the great flood, sending a wave of power rushed across the land. Suddenly, ordinary people began wielding the Surge. As word spread, a cloud of despair and betrayal fell upon the great Kings. Fear bloomed, and it consumed and corrupted the Four Heirs.
Distrust bled between the crevices that formed in the alliance. The Heirs turned on one another and the peace was torn asunder as was the land they had once ruled as one. Four kingdoms rose from the ruins. However, that was not the only fruit the tree of war bore. As darkness fell, the surge gave birth to monsters and demons. Creatures that fed upon both fear and flesh. Mystics were declared agents of the Great mother- protectors of the people… and servants to the Heirs. Many mystics fell prey to the complete control of those who ruled their kingdoms. However, there are many others to be found… outside the borders of the kingdoms. Further inland, those who escaped established terfs, free of the chains that chased their existence.
Recently, the Heirs have entered a contest- a race to collect the most Mystics. They’ve sent Agents inland- their sole task being to seek out and capture the remaining blessed at all costs.
Distrust bled between the crevices that formed in the alliance. The Heirs turned on one another and the peace was torn asunder as was the land they had once ruled as one. Four kingdoms rose from the ruins. However, that was not the only fruit the tree of war bore. As darkness fell, the surge gave birth to monsters and demons. Creatures that fed upon both fear and flesh. Mystics were declared agents of the Great mother- protectors of the people… and servants to the Heirs. Many mystics fell prey to the complete control of those who ruled their kingdoms. However, there are many others to be found… outside the borders of the kingdoms. Further inland, those who escaped established terfs, free of the chains that chased their existence.
Recently, the Heirs have entered a contest- a race to collect the most Mystics. They’ve sent Agents inland- their sole task being to seek out and capture the remaining blessed at all costs.