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- Jun 6, 2011
When Humans where young, they were inslaved by the elves. Those who feared the mental powers of the few Human magi that where born. Those born with the mental power to subdue another, force them to do as they wished for them to do. Wearing charmed collars from the Drawves, they had little chance of saving until one rather powerful magi broke the charm and ran away with an Elven prince. With the help of the Avian’s she learned to control both her sills and fight. A war with the elves and the Avian’s freed the humans from their imprisonment.
In their freedom, humans prospered. The Avian’s helped both the Elves and the humans, breading with the Avians the elves gained wings and stronger military. Across the plains Titians raced on horses with foot long horns in their foreheads, and the ten foot giants that road them raged war with the water-walkers, the Naga who fought everything and hated everyone. One strain of the Water walkers, made peace enough with a set of elves and created the water elves, Highly potent water magic users, these elves where shorter and had a blue tent to their skin.
The Titian’s bread with the elves as well, producing the plain elves, those of the tallest size. Poweful earth users. These Elves where close to the earth and rarely did they travel to the high mountians of the Avian’s or the woods of the wood elves that spawned them, along with the Air elves that traveled through the skies like their Avian ancestors.
The humans continued to populate and grow. Though the Avian’s and Fy’re were highly fertile, neither race could quite match that of the humans. The Flame elves and the other elves, along with all the other races eventually where put to sleep by the Elemental gods. Evera – Air and the mother of the Avian’s wouldn’t have her children lost before they where needed again. Much the same as Selik – Mother of the hostile waterwalkers. And Pyr the Father of the Fy’re and Thanatos – Father of the Titans. The mixed races of Elves, Gnomes, Drawfs where all put to sleep as well.
Emerald was appointed to protect the Elves, and he lifted the rises, the wood elf and Air elf’s forest rising and leaving a large crater in its wake, and the Flame rise lifted from a mountain and woke up One of the deadliest volcano’s that existed. The Water elf Rise lifted to form the dead sea. And as the years passed, the wounds left upon the surface vanished as the Great Rises floated among the earth, connected by a series of Runes and protected by thick, raging storms. That followed various paths depending on how Emerald turned one or the other.
She locked up the shop, sighing. The night manager in one of the worst parts of town, Rebecca was exhausted. Brown curling hair falling down her shoulders as she pulled it free. Dressed in the basic uniform of her work place, tight jeans, and a polo –shirt she looked around. Shaking her head as she hoisted her purse on her shoulder a little tighter and walked down the sidewalk towards Her house. She looked up when she almost walked into someone confused. “Excuse me?”
He grinned at her as he looked at the woman. Grabbing her arm and she pulled away stumbling back. “Come on, pretty woman like yourself has some time for me yea?” He asked.
She stared at him for a moment back peddling again and scooted away from another man who was approaching to her left and she bolted across the street. “Help!” She shouted, as the men followed she ducked down one of the smaller side streets, hoping to get to a better lit, most probably awake area’s of the town, though she realized it’d mostly be Drunks who wouldn’t help her anyway. “Why today?” She whispered. It’d been bad enough having to deal with the new hire who thought because she was female she’d be an easy mark and hadn’t stopped flirting with her since he’d gotten there, and the bozos that had to get thrown out because they where to drunk and disorderly to do as they were told and wouldn’t leave her wait-staff alone. Stumbling she Shouted again, turning onto another major rode going to the left towards a lamp. She lost her purse when one had grabbed it and she released it simply to get away. She didn’t get much further, tripping on the asphalt she went down and Scrambled to get herself over the curb and onto the sidewalk and moving again, holding one wrist as she cried for aid.
In their freedom, humans prospered. The Avian’s helped both the Elves and the humans, breading with the Avians the elves gained wings and stronger military. Across the plains Titians raced on horses with foot long horns in their foreheads, and the ten foot giants that road them raged war with the water-walkers, the Naga who fought everything and hated everyone. One strain of the Water walkers, made peace enough with a set of elves and created the water elves, Highly potent water magic users, these elves where shorter and had a blue tent to their skin.
The Titian’s bread with the elves as well, producing the plain elves, those of the tallest size. Poweful earth users. These Elves where close to the earth and rarely did they travel to the high mountians of the Avian’s or the woods of the wood elves that spawned them, along with the Air elves that traveled through the skies like their Avian ancestors.
The humans continued to populate and grow. Though the Avian’s and Fy’re were highly fertile, neither race could quite match that of the humans. The Flame elves and the other elves, along with all the other races eventually where put to sleep by the Elemental gods. Evera – Air and the mother of the Avian’s wouldn’t have her children lost before they where needed again. Much the same as Selik – Mother of the hostile waterwalkers. And Pyr the Father of the Fy’re and Thanatos – Father of the Titans. The mixed races of Elves, Gnomes, Drawfs where all put to sleep as well.
Emerald was appointed to protect the Elves, and he lifted the rises, the wood elf and Air elf’s forest rising and leaving a large crater in its wake, and the Flame rise lifted from a mountain and woke up One of the deadliest volcano’s that existed. The Water elf Rise lifted to form the dead sea. And as the years passed, the wounds left upon the surface vanished as the Great Rises floated among the earth, connected by a series of Runes and protected by thick, raging storms. That followed various paths depending on how Emerald turned one or the other.
She locked up the shop, sighing. The night manager in one of the worst parts of town, Rebecca was exhausted. Brown curling hair falling down her shoulders as she pulled it free. Dressed in the basic uniform of her work place, tight jeans, and a polo –shirt she looked around. Shaking her head as she hoisted her purse on her shoulder a little tighter and walked down the sidewalk towards Her house. She looked up when she almost walked into someone confused. “Excuse me?”
He grinned at her as he looked at the woman. Grabbing her arm and she pulled away stumbling back. “Come on, pretty woman like yourself has some time for me yea?” He asked.
She stared at him for a moment back peddling again and scooted away from another man who was approaching to her left and she bolted across the street. “Help!” She shouted, as the men followed she ducked down one of the smaller side streets, hoping to get to a better lit, most probably awake area’s of the town, though she realized it’d mostly be Drunks who wouldn’t help her anyway. “Why today?” She whispered. It’d been bad enough having to deal with the new hire who thought because she was female she’d be an easy mark and hadn’t stopped flirting with her since he’d gotten there, and the bozos that had to get thrown out because they where to drunk and disorderly to do as they were told and wouldn’t leave her wait-staff alone. Stumbling she Shouted again, turning onto another major rode going to the left towards a lamp. She lost her purse when one had grabbed it and she released it simply to get away. She didn’t get much further, tripping on the asphalt she went down and Scrambled to get herself over the curb and onto the sidewalk and moving again, holding one wrist as she cried for aid.