The secrets we hid in the night.
The oldest of gods are invoked here,
The great work of magic is sought.
In this night and in this hour,
I call upon the ancient powers.
I was orginally a white witch. But that never truely fit me it was like wearing shoes 2 sizes two small. I could operate but never be comfortable. I was always gifted elementally but Fire and Air where esspecially eager to answer my call. Fire is now my speciality but air is still dear to me. I found out why when I discovered who my mother family where. The Merovingians Black witches one and all. The rumors about them abound. A long line of Frankish royalty they where famous for red hair and violet eyes. They where said to be the descendants of Jesus or Judas. Fallen angels or the remains of the Atlantian civalization. The 13th Illumanti or the family that would spawn the anti-christ.Only a few of us know the full truth.
My familar is a unique creature a Arcenian cat. 800 pounds or muscule and temper. The only one on earth. You'd think being so big he'd be easy to see coming but he hunts with a sight shield. That and the power we share Fire blasts make him nearly invincible. He is my other half and often my conscience
Pray that if you ever upset me that hes around.