To Do List

[-] Art for Introduction
[ ] Finish story and break up into chapters
[-] Do art for chapter 1
[ ] Do art for chapter 2
[ ] Do art fo chapter 3
[-] Finish art for personality
[ ] Draw model sheet with turn around
[-] Buy Carma
[ ] Land of Novela Map
[ ] Family tree of the gods
[ ] Creatures of Novela and gods
[ ] Meerca adopts
[ ] Ending image
[ ] Gold BC trophy
[ ] Link out
[ ] Look up

Welcome

The smell of slugs and snails and puppy dog tails is something any one might think of at a home for witches. Maybe the purring of a black cat, or the sound of frogs ribbiting in water tight jars. Are the noises you would hear late into the night. But what if I told you, you could also hear the soft calls of flutes and the smell of honeyed paints in golds and yellows and whites as my kind paints the stars into the night sky. No? Well you would be mistaken for the world of La-Ringa is home to the star catcher witches.

We do not turn people into frogs or mice and we certainly don't make brews with such revolting stuff as puppy dog tails. However, black cats are always close by, they are born and raised with each one of us. Yes, we are not normal witches because the term normal is not one that applies to anyone in the land of the Immortal Gods.

Story

The news of the fall of Shangri-La reached our breakfast table before my fifth birthday. I could hardly believe that the light side of the moon was now a mess of jumbled runins and the Five Flames of Purity were in the hands of the Dark Lord of Nightmares. My brother was preparing my lunch for the first day of school when some of the older Warlocks came in. I was hopping up and down pulling on his cloak begging him not to give me honey and buttered sandwiches again. I guess, you could say I was childish and wanted silver danri coins instead so I could buy the over priced foods the venders sold.

Not now Kosma I am talking. He motioned for me to go sit at the table and wait but when did a five year old ever listen? So he is coming here? I don't mind him staying but why in hiding?

The Council of the Gods are worried that the boy will be targeted by his brother again.

Do they know what caused the fall of Shangri-La?

As of now it seems the only one that knows is the God of Time and certainly he is not talking.

What?
I watched as my brother slammed his hand on the table knocking the glass jar of honey to the floor. Quickly I concentrated and with one blink the jar hovered.

My, Kosma sure is getting advanced for someone who has not even gone to school yet. I heard one of the officals say as he took the floating jar and placed it back on the counter.

Yes, you could say she is a real wiz at recall and eves dropping! Quickly I scurried back to the table and sat there. But my eyes never left the converstation and my ears caught every word.

Never the less. You are the strongest warlock we have Trent. Ever since the death of your parents you are the only one we can be trusted to take care of the boy.

You must be kidding. He is a god, let him fend for himself.

My brother was now putting honey on two buttered pieces of bread. I groaned and placed my head on the table.

Buttered honey sandwiches again. I rolled my eyes as the conversation was about to continue when a boy walked in. He was dressed in purple and gold and his blue eyes glistened. Being only five I had no understanding how important he was but I could tell he harnessed more power then all the warlocks in my kitchen combined.

I would fend for myself if not for the fact I am ordered by the higher ups to stay here. If you think I am pleased to intrude on your kindness you are greatly mistaken. He narrowed his eyes at my brother who did something I never thought he would, he bowed.

Forgive us my Lord we did not mean to insult. You are welcome here as long as you like. I was spell bound, how had this boy corralled my brother so quickly? Yet, I was not given a chance to find out for my brother tosed me my sandwhich and told me to head to the school house. Hurry up and leave Kosma you have class, you don't want to be late. There was a harshness in his voice as he spoke.

Just as I was at the door I felt someone behind me. May I take her. If that is ok? I wish to see the school house myself. I looked up and felt I had an opportunity of a life time. Surely I could use this boy and get him to teach me his ways of controlling my brother. Then I would not get these nasty sandwiches. I heard my brother muffle something as I headed out the door.

So, whats your name? I'm Kosma, Kosma Karavel. Are you a warlock too? You must be a powerful one to have control of my brother like that. The boy said nothing but smiled and looked at me with a look my little five year old brain could not understand.

You could say I am a warlock, of sorts. But, if I am not mistaken Little Kosma, you don't like butter and honey sandwiches. He smiled at me as he pulled out three golden danris. How about we get you something else instead. My mouth dropped open as I ran around him. He just giggled as I led him towards the vendors. He got me such a collection of treats and goodies, my brother never would have, that I about fainted. We filled my basket with fresh strawberry dream star tarts and meat pies from Mr. Dan's butchery and baker shop.

Do you like quail? I asked him as he took the pie from Mr. Dan.

I don't mind it.? But honestly I don't eat that much. Food does not taste for me as good as it does to others.

Why is that?

I said as I munched on a piece of butter brickle of Sam's candy shop. Carefully he leaned in and whispered in my ear.

Can you keep a secret Little Kosma. I eyed him and puffed out my chest.

I can if you wont call me Little Kosma again. He about fell over into a laughing fit. After that he took my hand and led me near a bench so he could catch his breath and regain himself.

Very well Kosma. I am actually a god. Now I was laughing, but he just smiled and ruffled my hair. Believe what you like but I am. The only reason your brother is taking me in is because Articoal the God of the Sun commanded him to. I sat there wide eyed and mouth agape as he spoke. My name is Arth, God of Time and the Night. I got up off the bench and stood and looked at him, turning my head side to side to get a better view of this so called god.

Prove it! I scoffed. After all, I was only five. He grinned at me and put his hand up and closed his eyes.

Come sit by me. I don't want you to be frozen.

What? I mumbled out through the piece of brittle in my mouth but he pulled me towards him and held my hand. Then before I could say a world, everyone froze. The clock stopped moving on the tower over the city and the birds were suspened in mid air. I looked up at Arth with shock and awe. He just said nothing as he help me off the bench and gave me a devilsh grin.

Hey, you want to have some fun? I looked at him questioningly but he took my hand and pulled me through the still time stopped city. I watched as he moved chairs out from under people and placed buckets over the officals heads. Before I could stop myself I too was taking paints out of my bag and painting all over the mean officals that had told me to stop running in the streets. Then Arth took my hand and brought be back to the bench. You ready to see the show? I knodded my head enthusiastically as Arth snapped his fingers and the market became a wirlwind of madness. People we yelling laughing and trying to understand how it had happened. Arth and I just sat on the bench laughing until our sides hurt.

That was fun. I said as I skipped towards the school house. He knodded his head and laughed. Suddenly I felt something pick me up and swing me around as he put me on his shoulders.

Just make sure you don't tell any body. He said as he carried me all the way to the school house.

When I returned that night I heard so much yelling that even the neighbors were out in the yard looking at our house. I rushed in to see my brother and Arth and realized maybe it would have been better to stay outside with the neighbors.

You stopped time!

So what if I did. I am the God of Time I think I have the ability to do something like that.

That is beside the point. Articoal wants you hidden how are you suppose to stay hidden when you do stuff like this.
I watched as my brother threw a newspaper on the table. Sure enough the antics that we had created in the market were all over the paper. People were talking about how they blinked and one minute they were covered in water. Not to mention you took Kosma along for the ride! My brother as fluming now I was standing between the two of them and the door. I wanted to run.

Well, at least I did something she enjoyed. Unlike her brother who rather listen to stuffy officals instead of his own family. Trent was about to explode. Suddenly a brust of flames hit the roof and Trent shot one fire ball after the next. I felt Arth wrap his arms around me as he shielded me from the blast. Now it all makes sense, the one who started the magical fire that killed your parents was you! My eyes widened as Arth held on to me as he spoke. I knew I smelled death on your hands the moment I walked into this house. I had to cover my mouth because your presence was so foul Trent Karval.

Let go of my sister! Trent screamed as his body erupted into fire. The heat was hard to bear but for some reason it did not feel as bad when Arth was around me.

Settle down. Arth booms, but it sounded like it was coming from a grown man, not a little 12 year old boy. Suddnely a gust of wind surround my brother and his flames went out. I was shaking as Arth rubbed my head. Then before I knew it the world I grown accustom to with my brother was gone. I watched as the officals took Trent away for the murder of my parents. I still could not comprehed it.

Well done My Lord. We knew he was the cause of the fire that killed his parents we just could not prove he could bend fire. I heard one of the officals say as I clung to Arth. What do you want us to do with his sister. She might be a killer too?

I scurried behind Arth as the offical reached out for me, but Arth put his hand up to stp him. Don't worry about her. I will take care of her. Arth smiled down at me as he rubbed my head. I watched as the officals left leaving me alone in our empty house. I could feel the tears coming down my face as Arth knelt down an picked me up. We walked out of the house and never looked back.

That was over 6 years ago a memory I would like to forget. I no longer live in Ringa-La but in Novela the birth place of Arth and his kind. Yes, my past life of being a little witch is gone but by living with gods my powers grew much faster than most. Now, I am a full fledge witch and paint the night sky like my mother and grandmother before me. I am a star caster.

Personality

So who am I? What do I like, hate and all together not care about? Ha ha, well for starters I am 10 years old. I am no bigger then 3"5 and I don't care for bees. Buzzing insects confuse and annoy me and since they make honey I cant stand them. Buttered Honey sandwiches have to be one of the grosses foods in the entire world. They are salty and oily and way to sweet, so I cant stomach them. Some others things I don't like are… well I cant really think of any right now but I am sure they will come to me.

I was born on a full moon, which means I should be a powerful witch and I love black cats. Ok, now you are thinking that I am just following a stereotype but I really do. I find black cats to be one of the prettiest animals and kittens always have the softest fur. Then there's the effects they have on magical people like me. For some reason they really make our abilities stronger.

I also love painting. My favorite color is purple, and I make sure to always carry a purple hair ribbon so I can tie back my silver hair.

As for riding on a broom, I can do that pretty well but honestly we don't like brooms, we fly around on paint brushes. I'm serious and the fuel we use is paint, so we can paint the stars into the night sky. It is by far my favorite hobby and job. I don't think I could live without flying around painting the stars.

I use to have a family. My mother was beautiful and one powerful witch and my father away knew how to tuck me in at night, but my brother Trent killed them in a fire. I don't know why he did it but because he did I now live in Novela with Arth. He is the God of Time and the Night.

Can you keep a secret? I really like him. I mean like like him. He has been taking care of me since I was five years old and even thought he is six to seven years older then me I don't think I could go on if anything happened to him. Oh I just recalled something I hate. My brother Trent! But I cant hate him completely since he did send me Arth. But, I still hate him.

Petpet

So this is Carma, my black Gathlow, but I just refer to him as my little kitty. Arth surprised me with him as a welcome home gift. He has been by my side ever since. He has a silver star brithmark on his forhead so I guess he is not a pure black cat but he can do something most cats cant. He can talk. He actually studies languages in his spare time, and is always there to help me learn a new spell or crack another riddle. I would be lost without this black bundle of fur and bright blue glowing eyes.

The Family

Cuel died when he was born and his soul transformed into who he is now and his brother, Vuk. Cuel and Vuk are terrifying demons and soul wranglers. On one night Vuk kills a mortal and Cuel tries to cover the act. In doing so his father orders him to be the one to kill his bother. Yet, Vuk does not give Cuel the chance and runs to the mortal world an takes Cuel's left arm with him as a memento. Wounded and broken Cuel is sent to the mortal world to find his brother and do what must be done. Yet, when he finds out Vuk has taken up residence in the shadow of Lestia, his friend and love he does not know if he can bring himself to cut down the only thing he has truly had feelings for.

Lestia was born in Nor in a wealthy aristocratic family. She should have had a wonderful life, full of ball gowns, and parties, but that was not what happened. The moment she was born the evil demon Vuk took over her shadow and when ever she fell in love with an animal or something Vuk would choke it to death. Now, she lives in constant fear that one day she will fall in love with a boy and he too will die a slow painful death like the pets she loved as a child.

Tosea is the empress of a land called Tugan. But, there is more to this little one, she is destined by the dragons of the mountains to collect the elements. Fire, Air, Wind, Earth, Water, Light, that dropped from the heavens one day and found residence in certain people. She must take these powers from the holders at whatever cost. Well, when she finds out that her husband to be is the fire holder, she is at a loss, for he is way to strong for her to handle. How can she ever collect all these elements on her own, when she does not even have powers like the holders.