The good and kindly wizard who is known by the name Onysius, is friend to all creatures far and wide. In fact some creatures, the pocket dragons, decided that he belonged to them. They believed this very strongly and at all times a small group can be seen hanging around and in fact they hang on him at all times. He did not mind in the slightest, because a wizard’s life is indeed a lonely one much of the time. While it’s not safe for most to be in the vicinity of a wizard when he is experimenting, there’s nothing tougher than a dragon’s hide and so they didn’t mind one bit when spells went really awry. Which naturally they tended to do a on regular basis.
Pink was Keria’s favorite color. She always wore pink and she even wished her wings to be that same rosy color as well. Oh yes! Fairies have the power to change the color of their wings at will. Most don’t stay the same color all the time. They have their favorites but usually they have many. But not Keria. Pink was her color and soon everyone was calling her Pinky. They called her Pinky for so long that almost all forgot what her true name was. Which was fine with her. Only her mother ever called her Keria anymore and only in private by Keria’s rather adamant request.