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Welcome guest!

So, you came to find out more about Shim? Well, as you can see, Shim is a VERY tiny Faerie Draik. And not just any faerie, but an earth-elemental, and one with an affinity for misschief. As Queen_Tasmira would state; an Unseelie Fae.
Shim has the power over earth, but due to his condition, no way to control those powers. See, he has unicorn blood running through his veins... so can teleport at will. Fabulous, isn't it? Especially if you are as tiny as he is, and at high risk of getting stepped upon regularly. Not to mention the pranks he pulls or large, vicious Draiks, or the situations his curiosity lands him into...
The only thing is... each time Shim 'shimmers' in and out of Existance, a little bit of his memory gets snagged in the Inbetween. The further her travels, over space or time, the more he forgets. See the problem? ;)

As for his looks; 12 cm big, he fits into any pocket, and rides along on shoulders or on the back of his noble steed; Arty (D'Artagnan) the Turmac. He has a unicorn's horn, sandy-brown hide, gold circling his body, a jade bead on his tail, emerald scubbing on his belly and shoulders, furr here and there, and actual feathers on his butterfly wings.
He is quite extraordinary, annoying and a pest, and you just gotta love the little bugger ^^.

As for the present... Shim has just been found on Draik Clan lands (you'll find a link on my userlookup), and has apparently teleported from VERY far away to get there... since he has no clue who he is or what he's doing there. All he has, is his name, and the location he was found.

Want a little taste of his story? Here goes:

For once, its peaceful in the territory where the Clan Draiks roam. A typical pre-autumn morning, crisp and clear, flowers still opening towards the climbing sun, but trees already starting to change their color. The forest near the Koroth caverns is just awakening, but the creatures in it have been up and about for hours already, gathering food from the rich forest floor, or drinking from a nearby pool. Soft songs can be heard, branches are rustling in the morning breeze.

Suddenly, a feeling of panick courses through the forest itself. The wind carelessly blows on, but animals can be seen leaving their holes, running along the unprotected clearing and paths, not heading the danger of the predators running amongst them while heading out of the forest. Birds lift of from the trees, calling out loud warnings to those still asleep or unwary of their instincts, but eventually, all sounds die down again

... a soft roar seems to be coming up from underneath the treeroots themselves, ever growing in intensity, sending ripples speeding over the pool nearby. Suddenly the clearing starts to tremble, trees start to shake, and the very earth itself bursts open along the clearing, tearing it apart violenty. Ancient oaks topple over, crushing other trees in their path, while the chasm in the center of the clearing widens, and the roar intensifies. A bright flash suddenly illuminates the entire area, and a smell of ash fills the air. Then, after only last violent twitch, the earth calms down again as abruptly as it erupted. The clearing is left one large, gaping wound, uprooted trees scattered at its edges, and the tiny form of a living, unconscious being at the center where the flash of light had been. Paws spread limply, wings crumbled and gold covered with dirt, the Fae Draik is barely visible between the rubble.

To be continued...