JayTheCerberus

Getting up was not a easy task, between the hangover and the cat running around like a child whose had too many sweets Austin's morning was hell. Showering and putting on his cloak was all he was willing to do before heading out. As he walked to the main building he could feel the universe itself doing flips, he barely even noticed Arford next to him. "Crazy night 'uzznit bud?" The dwarf spoke noticing his tired sick walk "I don't quite know, I can't remember it..." Austin sighed in pain from his brain bashing into his skull. "Sounds pretty bad for a light drinker like you d'ere bud." Arford responded chuckling pretty bad not one bit hung ove

While looking at the new cloak he got to represent his dorm he heard a high pitches squeaky voice above him "Hey there roomie!" Austin looked around before looking up to see a kaite with a instrument. "So I'm guessing you're Austin, my new room mate!?" The black white and orange calico seemed excited to see him. "I'm Cali, Cali Tabbs!" It jumped down from the shelf it was sitting on to in front if Austin without even putting down it's lute. "Uh, yes I am indeed Austin, Well.." It took Him awhile to measure the cat up, it looked to be about five feet tall, almost a entire foot and a half shorter than him. Not even to mention the fact it didn't

A few minutes after the elders left six other people showed up each with extraordinary cloaks and badges of a color different to one another. There were a few who stood out, a elven woman who had bags under her eyes wearing a deep calm green. She looked no older than the people she was assigned to look after, although i n I'll health from sights alone. The other to stand out was a short tailed man with robes of purple fur and pointed ears, a clearly elder folk of a race he'd never seen. He's heard of a race called Kaite who were almost killed off by creatures of the desert many years ago who looked as if they were cats. Although their populat

Upon a field of grass so green and well cut it would put the goddess of life to shame, there sat a crowd of people wearing cloaks of black with a symbol of red blue and yellow upon their chest with a small tag beneath it each saying a name. A giant carved pillar of gold above them, some more than others, the tallest of them with blue eyes, hair matching the tone of the statue, as well as identical curves to it avert their eyes in submission as a group of three men of varying shapes walk upon the stage. "'Isten up!" A short man with a beard of crimson, bald and eyes of green who happens to be wider than anything yells as he takes the center st

Hello, there to those reading this, I am Jay, the author of such fantasy works. Some of you may be looking for drawings, in which I do not do. As one could guess I am a writer. I do not have much experience with this platform so if anyone notices anything wrong with what I am putting out I may ask for information of how to fix it. That is all until I upload the prologue.