#avaboya

Magic in the world of Avaboya and even on Earth. It is Arcanic, but also drawn out from the Aether energies. It can be from within as well.

General, overall term or umbrella term is Spellcaster. I made up this term so it seems like an actual term for anyone with magic, because even humans can be magic capable as well as other types of Mystics; elves, goblins, and vampires. There is even some over lap to certain abilities that are also on their own not magic based or magic needed. Alchemy is a type of science, something to study. 

Some types of magic are only for certain mystics such as sirens with the Sing/sound magic. Technically a natural skill. 

Stone magic, Medusa or other Gorgons. Others can do a type of stone magic or faux stone magic, but the real deal comes from them. 

Shifters, etc

Circles-Groups, social community. Nomadic, but can be stationary. Spellcasters are the only Mystics to have a none structured government. There are rules that are or can be applied overall among them such as the rules of magic, but each circle is its own thing. 

Covens are groups that mainly work together for magical use, but a lot acts like found families. Due to their long lifespans they can cross paths and be on their own a lot throughout their lives. Covens are either small like the Five point Coven like Bea’s; it is usually smaller ones that have the broader types of magic. Although theirs do overlap. Some covens can be bigger. Older covens are usually the bigger ones and more sophsicated. Like the Cresent Coven.

Apprentice/Wards. Trainees under experiences witches. Most people train under their eldest family members. Some go off to find different teachers, depending on their magical needs. Many do a bit of both. Family teaching them the familar magic, but advancing upwards, seeking new guidance for the sake of broadening their skill sets, or honing in on a particular skill. There is general magic and specific magic skill sets. Any type of magic user can learn any spell but some whether by happenstance of natural talent or just being drawn to a type of magic tends to specialize in it. 

Kanda has a broad range of magical skills, but possess the natural ability of foresight and hindsight. Visions are not entirely magic based, but hers are. In the case of another character, magic can influence visions and be helpful tools, but visions can happen on their own. Seer sight. They are overlapping magic. 

Using divination tools like cards are runes do not require magic, but magic users with this skills benefits from their knowledge. Both characters use a type of Rune magic. 

I try not to get too far ahead, but any ideas that fit into the second book I have written down. This was before I thought of names for Beth’s family. 

The guy’s name is Kallus, the fairy wing collector. 

Jacob Ziork and Hector’s mom with Hector

His cousin, about the same age and grade Beth and her parents. Father is also as Ziork.

The third brother, Uncle Ziork 

Other children their age and some youngers, but most are teen/tweens. Some are some of his class- Avery and Lance. There are others from out of town, but mainly from the neighboring city. Many people he never met but their parents seem to know are be acquainted with. Some had the shield crest that was etched into the sword Jacob had shown him (last book). Not all of them are witch hunters, but some are vampire hunters or siren hunters. Some just don’t seem to be hunters.

Speaking of the sword, the chest the sword and shield was kept in place upon one of many tables lining an empty room. What appears to be a huge library. There were all sorts of weapons, artifacts, maps, and even illustrations of sorts. Similar swords, arrows, crossbows, and types of weaponry with a certain version of the crest etched into them. 

All sort of things which appear to be from different eras and locations; Europe mostly. Even Russia/other Slavic states. 

A vampire kit,, but not one found in a shop/museum. It seems legit. He wasn’t sure but the man who brought some of that was Lance’s father right.

There was a collection of fangs and bottles of supposed vampire hearts.  

Another small exhibit of feathers, but labeled as Sirens-the different types of bird/women hybrids. 

Another wall had Anatomical diagrams and fairy wings pinned to boards. In similar fashion to how Hector has seen butterfly collections. He has a few antique ones, but he would never make one himself. His class mates has silently joined him; with Lance to his right should to shoulder, muttering beneath his breath how disturbing that was. Bethaney, kept her distance to her cousin on his left and Avery stood just behind them looking between their shoulders. 

Some of the wings had nerves still attached and Most were labeled about their condition, dates of retrieval, and type of fairy. Some coming with sketches one would see in a scientific journal of some sorts. Anatomies of fairies and their backs. (How their wings were attached) some other types of anatomy. 

Are those real? (Either Lance or Avery ask) disgust on their faces.

“If they are, that is gross.” Beth would whisper.

Hector’s mind keeps coming back to Avaboya and what he was told about it as being a refuge. Those are really, Horrifying. He thought

“Are you young ones admiring my collection?”

They all turn to a middle-aged man with salt and pepper hair, and a turtle neck sweater.

An elder of one of the out of town children no doubt.

Awkward teen silence.

“You like the illustrations?”-- awkwards, disinterested silence.

“All hand drawn, studying mystics’ anatomy especially fairies have been a speciality of my family for generations. Very useful way of learning about your enemies from the inside out.” His focus drops towards Hector, the three teens steps back. 

“Hector, I was told by your father that you have an interest in insects.”

Timidly nods.

“Perhaps, you would find yourself in this line of work. Practically the same thing really. Unless, you take after your father’s family.”

Addressing both of them “You are the Ziork’s cousins, right?”

“Unfortunately, yes.” Beth pouts. 

“Ha-Ha-Heh, funny young lady. You two have a famous ancestor, Jacobson Ziork who is practically a hero. At one point this town was infested with witches who practically invaded the earlier Greenville settlement. It became a second Salem as you will. But we got rid of quite a lot of them, but he had a major hand in running them out, especially outing this one witch which cowardly hid away in our first churches. The irony.”

“Sir,” Hector began, “I thought the fire of the church was the result of the witch hunt?”

“It was in a matter of speaking. That witch corner herself in all places that sanctuary and affecting it with magic. A house of God it may have been, but surely that might have been her intent. It was worth burning to get to her end. It was but a building.”

A shiver went down his spine. Knowing the missing parts of the story and the possible involvement his ancestor had  did not sit well. It is true there was a second wave of witch trials and witch hunts in this town, that was no town secret. Being known as the second Salem is what it was ‘proudly’ known for. What did people like Bea felt about that notion. That her family’s history and involvement of the settlement was downplayed, perhaps for the better. 

The other teens have chills too, but for slightly different reasons. Avery stood to the side mostly to herself. Withdrawing throughout the narrative the elder told them. Putting her hands beneath her arms as a means of making herself smaller. She is one of Beth’s posse and sometimes groups’ punching back. 

Avery’s family owned a pharmacy in town and in the city where most of her extended family lives. Secretly and still unbeknownst her her they also study vampires, especially telekinetic twins. 

Jino Belvore- currently age is about 138.

Species, Elf. Lives in Ambrias.

Eye colors are gray with silver/white specks. 

Hair is a dark brown/black color usually above shoulder lengths. 

He does wear thin framed glasses.

His main job is second hand to the Queen. Mainly head of staff and planning events. He does send messages to high profile people. Unless otherwise unable to do so. 

Jino may be a nervous person most of the time, but he is capable of standing up for himself when the need arises. Him and Melodious has been friends for a long time. They are about the same age. 

He Uncle used to have worked in the palace; worked his way up to the current position Jino now has. His sister is Jino’s mother. She was sickly and weak from birth. For most of her life especially younger, his Uncle had to keep himself company. They had at times played chess and read with eachother when she was a bit stronger. She grew more healthy over the years, but had bouts of it at times. Giving birth to him nearly killed him. The Uncle had to step up during her recovery and because care for her took a lot of his father’s time. 

The small town he grew up in is the same one his parents and uncle did years ago. All of the parents know about her situation and so do the kids through idle gossip. He barely had any friends growing up. They all believe him almost killing her is his fault. Her health wasn’t always the same after that.

He had to spend a lot of time going to his Uncles when he we younger. 

Melodious was one of his first friends, but they were also friends with another princess from the former Kingdom of “Kar’Larikes. 

He did have a crush on her at one time and still likes her. But he also has developed several relationships.

Jino is a kind hearted and soft spoken person that will defend his friends when the time comes. He is loyal and hardworking. He may worry himself to the point of having hiccups, but he also can manage to negotiate and provide support. Jino may be timid to new things, but he also has the capabilities to learn and absorb new things. No doubt being in the human world with Brunik taught him all sorts of new things. 

Jino, Melodious' friend and assistant, paces around a giant orb sitting on a pedestal in the middle of a small room. A soft blue-green glow emits from the center of the orb signally for the first time in years of a portal opening. Periodically, he hiccups triggered by stress. Nervously, he combs his fingers through his hair. It was minutes ago that he saw a soft glow as he passed by and prayed it wasn't what he thought it was, but it was.

'Why? Why now, after all these years?' He hiccups again just when he hears footsteps approaching. Jino turns to see Melodious, Kanda, and Karma.

"Jino," asks his friend, an expression of disbelief, "… is one really open?” 

“As the light shows, but we would need someone to see for sure where it has happened.”

“I could,” Karma volunteers. “I specialize in divination arts and sights.”

Stepping up to the orb extends her arm; hands on either side of her. Breathing deeply, Karma incites, "As I focus my mind's eye, let me expand beyond my physical sight. Allow me far sight to where this portal be. Let me see where this portal connects our old home, earth."

As she repeats the lines with clear intent, the magic once again swirls around her arms and within the orb. The lights of the orb mix with her magic and up her arms. Her vision changes from the white light of the orb's center to the forests of Ambrias, then over fields, hills, and other kingdoms. All those sights lead to the Willow's grove; a small glen of willow trees that is a common perch for a black bird slightly bigger than a raven, red eyes, and long black tail feathers. A large, circular portal with a soft blue light opens. Most fly away, but one flies into it.

"Oh, my… this is bad."

"What is it?"

"Um, well, a portal opened," Karma finds the best wording. "It is closed, though. " She looks at each person. All leaning forward, eager to hear her news. All is silent until Jino hiccups once more. She deeply breathes in and on the exhale says, "but not before a red-eyed bird flew into it."

Hic, "What? Oh no, that is worse." Cup.

"Your trusty assistant has worried himself into hiccups again."

"Jino," Melodious said, "I need you to inform the rest of the counsel of an emergency meeting today by seven bells, twilight.." -Hic- "Yes ma'am." After he leaves, she turns her attention to the two spell casters. "Would you two please have someone watch this? I would like updates whenever a new one opens if one does. If you could find someone to provide more information about them, that would be helpful."

They respond in unison. "Yes, your majesty."

"One more thing, until further notice. We might not need to tell anyone else right now unless you find one."

"Understood."

***

Jino does a fast walk-through winding corridor. He knows which Court Agent to head to first. After another hiccup he knocks on the door of his apartment. An elder elf answers the call; He stands tall and strong, but his fine lines reveal a long life and his grey eyes reflect years of learning. The elf wore a smock over plain clothes and goggles on his forehead. His thin lips widen to a grin as he greets the Queen's assistant.

"Mornin lad, what brought you so early?" He beckons him inside, softly closing the door. The man's eyes roam his visitor, frowning he asks, "Jino what is the matter? Come, Sit, have some tea. I just brewed a pot of furgular root tea." He motions to the group of chairs in the center. Jino grimaces at the smell of the bitter tea which sits before him. "Come now Jino, not the face today. I know it is not your favorite but Furgular root has relaxing properties." He sits across from him taking a generous sip of his tea.

Jino declines, "I am sorry Felix but I have no time for tea today. I have a message for you."

        "A message huh, must be important for you to be as shaky as you are; surprised your hiccups are in check." On cue a loud -HICCUP- With a chuckle he nudges the tea cup forward,       

         "Drink, the news can wait a bit." Jino resigns and begins to sip his bitter tea.  Over the rim of his cup sees Felix pouring a third cup. In the vacant chair a small portal appears; from there came out a man.  Whose coloring is mostly red and black perches on the sofa. His long duo-colored hair curtains his face. The newcomer's origins and abilities are a mystery. Suffering from severe amnesia on bits of his past is known. His name is Ben, given by Felix who is like a father to him and to Felix a son. He slightly tilts his head towards Jino and nods, Jino nods in turn. Gingerly Ben picks up the cup with his hands cradling the tea cup. His long nails softly clink the porcelain.

One tea cup later Felix and Ben stare at Jino, his head lolled back, eyes glaze over, and a calm over his face. Even his hiccups are quiet.

"Well Ben," Felix goes around to nudge their guest, "Seems like Jino finally calmed down some. Hmm, I suppose I may have made the tea too strong." He nudges Jino more. "Lad, snap out of it." He said pulling a vial out of an inner pocket. Briefly it passed under his nostrils. Jino perks up and wrinkles his nose.

Felix returns to his seat, "Now is time for the news." Ben leans towards Jino eager to hear more.

"Yes, well Melodious sent me to relay a message that there will be an emergency meeting starting at the twelfth bell of the twelfth hour today. The meeting concerns the event of a portal opening resulting in a red-eyed bird flying through and potentially exposing us. She plans to converge on possible solutions for this situation." Jino looks between the two, silence for a few beats.

Felix gives a smile, "Jino, it may look like it now, but this could lead to a good beginning. This could be a good opportunity to introduce a new invention."

"Good, we will be exposed."

1. Never push your limits. (Albeit always improve and extend your limits, but don’t push past what you currently can do and suddenly.) 

2. Respect Magic and its power.

3. Give something in return, power isn’t free.

4. Tapping into energy shouldn’t be exploited.

5. Natural magic is especially to be respected.

6. Use with confidence.

7. Be humble, your power is an extension of yourself and borrowed from the ley lines. 

8. Do no manipulate one’s will.

All of these are general and across the board. Some other rules can be specific to a type of magic or type of practice. Divination magic or seer sight can easily be misused. 

Going passed your limits isn’t wrong, just not encouraged. In high stakes situations its is going to happen where one is going to have to exert yourself. It takes discipline and practice to brieftly create a burst of energy. 

Magic must be maintained with practice, emotional intelligence, and overall mentality.  

Scenes that would perhaps be the beginning of the book or near the beginning. 

Drafting: different scenes.

[Three months later from the first book. A lot have happened setting up meeting with the Knights. Centuries old organization helping Mystics and kept a connection with Avaboya prior to portals closing up what appeared in definitely.  Different people are preparing to traverse back to earth. ]

(Avaboya side, Ambrias, Felix’s studies.) Felix shuffles the paper through his library. His spectacles slipping off his nose. Without missing a beat pushes them up and continues to shuffle through his books. “Ah, here they are,” He pulls out what looks like a portfolio. Multiple giant pages bounded with twine and between two leather covers. Placing them in the rare empty spots on his tables flips through them. “I knew I have kept it.” He said. Flipping through the old pages, crumbling at the edges. They were old maps of earth dated late 1700s-early 1800. The portals would have still been accessible but these would have been some of the last maps to be brought over. When Avaboya became to be and built up they brought maps over from earth to Avaboya and vice versa. It was to keep tabs of the anchored portals at each end. There were wards and runes carved into certain areas forming a perimeter around the portal areas. He looked for the United States maps. The coloring shows its age and Felix wonders about its usefulness. None the less rips it out, rolled it, and placed it into a tube. He also put several newer maps of Avaboya and Ambrias. Felix packed several notebooks with pens for notes. He was ecstatic over Jino's notes and animal drawings. Jino only had the occasional opportunity to look up somethings. From books in a library, called a public library, open to the people. Mostly learned new terms like cars and automobiles; synonymous terms for something of metal construction and engines not fueled by alchemical means or aether. Ben came down with his small sack mostly of clothes and books. Ben waited by the door. “You ready son?” Ben nods. Felix looks at the knap sack thinking about anything he might be missing. “Oh, silly me I forgot to pack clothes.”

(Perhaps in one of Melodious’ apartments or a fitting room by a ball room.) Melodious and Jino are with the seamstress for a dress fitting. The Unification Ball was less then a couple months away and still so much to prepare. Melodious stood as still like a sewing mannequin getting fitted for the dress. In the latest style dress of a less poufy tulle underskirt. Lighter and streamline. Sheer half sleeves and a shorter sleeve with flowers lining them and tapering around the bust down an angle. Matching hat being pinned to the up do hair. She dreaded up dos her thick hair constrained in so many hair pins. The dress maker insisted the hat is more suitable for the up do hairstyles. Jino is being fitted for a new jacket as well.  Black with silver lining and blue thread embroider into weaving patterns. Knots along the sleeve hems, collar, and bottom hem. Hair being slicked back except for a few baby hairs. Bangs framing his forehead. His feet being fitted for heeled boots, just a couple inch lift- a bit higher than he is used to but the buttons and laces tightens up his calves nicely.   “Wow Jino, You are finally taller than me now.” She jokes. “Ha, ha, funny.”

One of the assistants wraps a tape measure around his chest and then waist. “Looks like we need to cinch a little around the waist.” He says, rolling up the tape, “But other wise everything fits fine.”

Later Jino and Melodious were discussing the gala when the conversation went into the direction of Earth and visiting the Knights.

Months of planning are finally moving forward. Beatrice remains their messenger with the Knights especially the Head of one of their branches, Armani. So pretty soon a group of three will go over to re establish a connection to the other side. As long as the portals are opening, they might as well take the opportunity but will it be worthwhile. Closing them back up might be better to ensure staying hidden, Some councilors declared. It will take too much time and they can’t have a repeat of three months ago. three months and still scrambling to re establishing old runes. They weren’t even meant to have sealed up the way they do the first time. This time there will be a choice but first they should attempt a connection.

Conversation which follows Jino- My nerves are fraying Melodious. Surely the timing is impeccable why with the prep for the ball and this happening at the same time. Melodious- Don’t worry Karma and Felix helped with planning things and you can help me catch up to the rest-just in time to perhaps visit them later. Jino- what? (Hiccup) Melodious- Well, of course, I would like to meet the Leader, Armani in person. If it weren’t for the banquet and gala we would already be there. My cousin can temporarily do my duties. J- Are you sure? M- Definitely, we are already on track and hopefully, (hiccup), after a couple of days and a good report we will come, but just for a day maybe two. Don’t worry, he can take care of any business that is needed. J-(Hiccup), (They weren’t as bad this time, but annoying) Okay, I trust you. I just don’t look forward to going through the portal, that silence. (He shivers).   Was it really that bad? Yes.

Brunik packed his bag as well. The first experience felt like a camping trip. Used to being outdoors he didn’t mind as much as Jino. With him and Jino the only two already familiar with travelling through the portal, so naturally he volunteered. Figures Felix and Ben would be better companions as well.

Most mystics average between 500-1000 years old. Many can be longer, but usually 2,000 years is the most. Her species is definitely up to he 2,000s.

Don't mind the sketch I forgot to anticipate for the two tails. She is filling her nails. She can gain legs and goes up to the surface often. Sirens and merpeople are shifters. Their are aquatic sirens and aerial sirens.

Both kinds are predominantly female, but boys can be born, but when they are they are generations in-between or occur as human-siren hybrids.

Just an draft of a scene for the Avaboya hidden world. 

Day after and after his father showed him the family history.  He is still wrapping his around the whole concept. His father talked like this was a real thing. While he is just picking through his lunch, Lance, has sat down next to him. Crystal and him eventually started a friendship and managed to recruit her to the school newspaper. Against Abigail’s concerns. Hector also had trouble comprehending how they have gotten lost in those woods, abigail especially must have explored many times and carefully. 

Lance told him that his parents presented a similar shield, but with a different crest. Lycans and vampires. Also showed him hunting tools and books. 

“Ever since those two disappeared they  have been talking about this society that I never even heard of.” 

Lance and Hector exchanged notes concerning what their parents have told them. Hector even said he found some stuff online about the society in question. It did sounded vaguely familiar Lance admitted to hearing about both types of societies from a docuseries. Sometimes they are mentioned on those podcasts about the obscure part of life. Something that started in teh medievel periods during superstitious times. Both societies have some form of historical significance and with some although scarce evidence and text to prove they existed. They might as well be long ago disbanded societies now. 

Dull chatter interrupted by a clatter infront of the teens. Infront of them on the opposite side was Beth, Hector’s cousin; both fathers are brother and a third brother who initially started all this talk apparently. Besides her were who two cohorts, Miranda and Avery. Avery by the way have been taken on a more closed off stance. Everyone else just continued their eating, chatter, and goofing around. Seems like typical cousin stuff.

“Hey, you nerds-where are your friends the weird cousins?”

“Beth?!” Avery questioned.

“Shut it Avy, and stop being a mood, starting to act like a mix between Crystal and Abigail lately.” Waving her hands in a shooing motions, “Now kindly sit a chair or two down, you are killing the vibe.”

“Hey, quit it.” Lance came to her defense. “You are allowed to sit wherever you want.”  He widens his arms. “Hey, why not the cooler kids.” 

“Why are you talking, Nimble, This is a family affair.”

“In school.”

Hector interject “Get on with it Beth. Not in the mood of your ‘reality tv’ esque drama right now. Let alone being reminded we are related.”

“Fine,” She said looking at her nails and turning slightly towards the side. “I guess you don’t care that Uncle James has an idea of where they might be. Something to do about why an unearthly bird is flying around.”

“I don’t care about those pictures.” Hector reprimands. There is a sudden hush over the crowd, besides some quiet whispering. 

“It’s the bird lady.” Another student whispers near them. Over to the far corner is Beatrice with the science teacher. Truly, she visits this school on occasion during school hosted events and funds several scholarship, but this was so random. Why the science teacher? Ms. Lynne suddenly appears and who’s that guy? Referring to Frank. Hector have seen him a few times downtown. There has to be a connection.