Aaiden had been raised to believe that magic existed and was to be respected, but he would probably never see any of it.  He had been taught that the stories that crazy Pluritan told the village children, stories of Dragons, Dwarves and warrior women with angel wings, were just a product of a feeble old mind.

            Until the day came, much to his surprise, that he showed the entire village that he had powerful magic of his own.  This would send him away from the only home he had ever known; with a person he did not fully know or trust, to learn how to control it.

            And with the discovery of his magic there would come danger and death.  The young Wizard would have to follow the path his dreams would lay before him and search out the magical creatures that before had only existed in the imagination of a very old man.