The Necromancer: Part 1 (This is my first official story so don't be surprised if there are a few spelling mistakes . This story is set in a land of medieval,myth and magic,hope you like it.)


I sat in the tree above the courtyard, not moving,my cloak billowing in the chilly winds from the south. The tree rocked precariously in its position but I did not fall from my perch.

Before I continue this story further you are probably going to want to know a few things: Who I am,Where I am, and what I am doing.

Well, my name is Taylor,Taylor Rider,I was found on the side of a road not far from where I am now, I was named after the man who found me: Halagus Rider. The only thing that came with me were some blankets and a note that said: Taylor. I was brought here to the academy,but this was no ordinary academy, it was an academy for Wizards!

The Ravenstone Academy for young Wizards was where I was raised by the matron. When I was 5 I was given the chance to become a wizard, all I had to was choose what school of magic I wanted to study. I chose the school of Necromancy.

On my first day I met my to-be friends, Bradley Nightstrider(a sorcerer),Erica Battletooth(an ice wizard) and Jaxon Altiere(a fellow Necromancer).

We had been friends from the first day,protecting each other when we needed to and studying magic together.
Now here I was,2 years from graduating the academy and sitting in the tree?

Well yes, when you go into Necromancy you become best friends with the shadows and the ally of the cold.
But I was going to head to the dorms soon but for now I was just thinking in the shadows.

After about 20 minutes I headed back to the dorms to get a good night sleep not knowing that tomorrow my great adventure would begin.