Welcome to Gaia! ::

❝We begin in a time of uncertainty. The witch trails that sent panic and fear though the land had ended, but their effects still lingered. Neighbors doubted neighbors and a baby of a community lived in fear. They were considered dark day, where two groups sought the safety of the New world. The first were wizarding families eager for a fresh start and new possibilities, the other was a group eager to shape and control the uncharted wilds for their own dark purposes. As these two desired warred for control, threats from the non-magical community came in view. The Dark forces began a war on two fronts, which of course lead to their doom, but their last effects echo to this day.

Darkness grew from within then. With the Trials done, lingering worries about the dark forces return sparked debated so fierce that many lost their lives. Not just was it new hopes verses old laws, but old ways verse adaption. Many old families, those we call Blue Bloods vowed that the only way to fight those of the dark arts was to arm yourself with it. Their voice was strong and steady in a time where a country was just starting to take shape and a community was still an infant. The Blue Bloods chanted this belief "Arm our wizards with darkness to protect our pure daughters." As the youthful wizards had their hearts tainted by the dark arts, they believed in their foolishness that they're daughter would remain pure by studying only the art of household magic. Under this chant and armed with that belief, many minds began to believe that it was the only way to protect ourselves. Thus Darkmark Institute for Wizards was created.

Yet young minds can't be caged and so three brave witches stepped forward than and sought wisdom from a craft far older than even those of the old countries. They shared their experience with only those they trusted and thus formed what we call the Witches Coven. This small order of witches gathered in this town where so much fear and hatred had started, pledging themselves to the act of countering the growing darkness with Truth's light. Thus the Salem Witches Coven Haven was born.

And it grew... Yes, my students it grew. Despite the attacks, despite the laws, despite the vile words and crude actions done against those proud witches it grew. The voice of those three witches, whose names are lost to time, was steady and filled with truth. So much truth, that not even the fear clouded shouts of the Blue Bloods could silence it. Trust me, they did try. As time passed, each generation would try to break the coven in till they all folded. Even when the laws, issued by the American Administration of Magic, made the schooling of young witches illegal. The school continued to hold strong, merely adapting to the world as best it could.

So that the future, you, your daughter, theirs and now those sons that we will never know will be truly prepared for the dark forces that haunt our lands to this day. Whether this is in the Congress Hall of our Senate or with your pen to paper. You and those like you will continue to speak the truth that our founding ladies sewed into the ground. The Coyote, Crow and our dear Lady Spirit would be proud to look upon those who have gathered here to continue their pledge to seeking, speaking, and solidifying the truth.❞