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All creatures wish for something. Some voice these wishes for others to hear. Others whisper these wishes so no one can know them. Sometimes.. it is only the whispered wishes which come true.

Thinking creatures have always had wishes. Sometimes they are for only simple things such as food or drink. Sometimes they can become more complex. The wish that someone would love them.
Sometimes wishes are said aloud. For all to hear. Some hope that this way, their wishes may come true. Other times wishes are merely whispered, usually into the darkness. They don't want the wishes heard, you see. At times these are the only wishes which come true.
People, beings, throughout all of time and throughout all of existence are being pulled together. They come together in one place, one planet, Ementil. Can they co-exist? Or are their differences to much for them? Can they help make wishes come true? After all.. this is the one place in existence at which most wishes come true.



Freinds were made then. Different races and cultures came together. Friendships and relationships were forged, alliances made. Some wishes even came true. A family was even started. Homes were found. The adventure came to a close.
15 years passed...



Wishes are heard again. Old friends and new are coming together once more. There has been peace for the past fifteen years.. Will that peace stand strong with the newcomers? Or will it crumble to dust and be blown away by the winds?




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Gaia name: Eviemar Lionheart
Name: LiNeeerafae Kilndar (formerly Trast Balire)
Age: Exact age unknown, looks to be in early 20s.
Race: Drow
Gender: Female
Height: 5'4"
Eye color: Silver
Appearance: [X]
Sexuality: Bisexual
Weapons: Dual scimitars, priestess whip, throwing spiders, daggers.
Powers: Natural drow abilities, some magics.
Bio/History: LiNeerafae was born the fifth daughter of a drow Matron. She had no name, learning as she grew that as fifth surviving daughter her mother expected that she earn a name, a title. She was trained as a priestess against her will once she was old enough. As she was trained as a priestess, she also learned the ways of the warrior from her older brother. Once she finished her schooling, her mother gave her her brother as a guard while she sent LiNeerafae to be trained as a mage in secret. She learned quickly and once her schooling was done once more, she earned her name. With only her brother at her side, she eliminated an entire lower house. Due to some incidents, which she keeps to herself, she was forced to leave her home. She also left to search for fulfillment and adventure. Somehow she ended up on Ementil where the natives had weapons like her own but some of the other new comers had ones she couldn't imagine..
Greatest Wish: To find someone who can love her for who and what she is instead of just loving her power.
Other: She is the mother of Dinolin.

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Name: Dinolin Kilndar
Age: 15
Race: Part drow.
Gender: Male
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Powers: Strong shadow magics, necromancy
Bio/History: Dinolin's name translates to Berserker love/lover. He is the son of LiNeeereafae and a man named Chrono
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The dark haired warrior-mage stares coldly up at the tower, her almost black eyes steely masked in rage and lonliness. She had been searching for her dear children for years now, yet she continued on as if they had been taken the day before. She gripped her well worn scythe in her left hand and started toward the tower, her hips swinging with powerful muscles. She blinks away the dryness, a result from days on end without sleep. Molli Uns came to the large door and slammed it with her right fist. It shook her as well as the door, causing a loud knocking sound as if a tree had been hurled into the wood. She stood back as a it started to rain a soft drizzle, soaking her leather armour that she had been wearing since the search. She needed shelter and food, for at least a night, and she could continue on her journey. Her hands trembled as she began to see spots. The world about her began to swim and she collapsed against the door.

Molli stared up at the gloomy sky, blinking slowly. Was this truly the end? Already she was going to die? She couldn't help but chuckle coldy to herself. Wasn't this suppose to be the land of wishes? Her stomach knotted up and she pulled her scythe closer. Cracked lips opened as she whispered to the silence, "Please... allow me to find... the children.... or someone..." She took a shuttering breath as more pain surged through her body. "Or atleast... kill me without so much pain..." she pleaded.