Pixies

[close] Welcome to St Christina Elementary! You have been enrolled along with many other students from all around the world. You may be of different origins, but you all share one common trait. You are a being of myth, legend and folklore. Yes, people like this exist everywhere. However in adolescence, your kind have been known to kill the odd human, and perhaps exterminate countries. It is my job as Headmaster ensure that doesn't happen. The staff and teachers are educated in the arts of teaching you how to control your powers. Some of your kind have died here or have had to be exterminated, so I suggest you do your homework. Gruesome facts aside, we hope you enjoy your stay, and hopefully, you'll all make it out alive!

[close] The extraordinary people were always there. They simply merged in the crowd, trying to pretend to be human when we were meant to be something so much better. Which is why Elysium was created. Boarded off and invisible to the mortal eyes, Elysium is one of the shelters for supernatural creatures such as faeries, vampires, witches, shape shifters and so much more. We are something extraordinary; its time we accept it. "Where does it come from? This quest, this need to solve life's mysteries when the simplest of questions can never be answered. Why are we here? What is the soul? Why do we dream? Perhaps we'd be better off not looking at all. Not delving, not yearning. That's not human nature. Not the human heart. That is not why we are here.

[close] Now you only bring me black roses, But I'm not under your spell Upon the Night of Miracles, when the Oath of Faith is broken, the Wand of Grace shall be lost with the Queen of the Moon's seduction of the Duke of Light. The Day of justice looms and the Saviours court blooms but beware the Griffin as he marks the herald of lies. The darkest night breeds the lightest magic The world of the Fae is dangerous and dark, some survive, some thrive and other's vanish. Welcome to the 11 courts- Night, Day, Summer, Winter, Dawn, Dusk, Light, Dark, Spring, Autumn and Sun, each with their own ruler and with their own secrets. 3000 years ago a prophecy was made and never fulfilled. One that looms over the head of the fae involving their most prized possession- The Wand of Grace. But nothing ever came of it, the Moon Court was consumed by darkness and was eventually absorbed into the Night Court. No new Moon Queen ever emerged.

[close] A World where Fairies, Pixies, and any other kind of fairy-tale creature exists!