"Prologue" (the elementals)

In ages past, when the god’s roamed the earth and birthed their first creations, the elementals were plentiful and more powerful than anyone could now imagine. They roamed the earth freely, but always returned to their separate and most cherished homes, where their element was much more powerful.1

The elementals of fire returned to the deserts of their beloved Southland, where the heat soothed the fire in their soul. The elementals of air retreated to their beloved northland, where the mountains and hills constantly generated large quantities of wind, they could shape their beloved land any way they so desired. The air elementals were the most flighty of all of them and so their homeland was constantly changing to fit their different moods. The water elementals retreated to their beloved Westland, in the rivers and ocean that welcomed their serenity and turbulent sides in equal measure. The water elementals loved to build underground palaces where they could be one with the water they loved so much, and not be bothered with the land dwellers problems. Unfortunately, they had more empathy than was good for any one race to have, and so constantly returned to the surface to help with their healing powers in any way they could. The earthen elementals retreated to their beloved Eastland, where the forests called to their very soul. They rarely ever ventured out of their forests, because to do so would cause them deep pain, like uprooting a tree, tearing its very limbs from the roots that had held it immobile. The earthen children heard the cries of the earth and could do no other than heal the wounds inflicted upon it by the heathens of the other three elements.2

Of course, this was in ages past, when elementals were the majority. Now, it is rare to have a child born with the gift, and even more rare for that child to be born with large enough quantities of it to be called an elemental. Now, due to the stagnant nature of magic at the time, an elemental hadn’t been born for over a century, only people with enough power to perform the simplest of magic, and barely that. 3

Times, however, have a way of changing when change, is far more feared than the power that nearly wiped magic from the face of the earth.4

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