The Wizards Home
The Wizard's Home wasn't your typical dwelling. Clad in living bark, it pulsed with a faint bioluminescence, casting an ethereal glow over the surrounding wildflowers. Inside, shelves groaned under the weight of grimoires and vials of shimmering potions. A crackling fire in the hearth cast dancing shadows on the walls, where fantastical creatures cavorted in silent murals. The air hummed with an intangible magic, a promise of wonder waiting to be discovered.
The Frog Wizard
Wartlet the Frog Wizard wasn't known for grand pronouncements. Instead, he cast his spells with a flick of his webbed hand and a muttered rhyme, often delivered in a surprisingly deep croak. His abode was a hollowed-out log overflowing with shiny trinkets and peculiar fly-catching contraptions. Despite his unconventional ways, whispers of his potent swamp magic and uncanny knack for talking to amphibians drew all sorts of curious creatures to his doorstep..
