Post by Red of the Wolf on Aug 26, 2014 18:28:21 GMT
Recorded by Maliff the Blind
It is said that the first wielders discovered their abilities by mistake. Only when in need of something more, or perhaps simply by curiosity, did they realize their potential. And none was more needy or curious than the first wielder of water. This is his story as told by a descendant of his; another water wielder.
Carra was her name, and I guess she was bored out of her mind for she just ambled over whilst I was teaching her colt how to apply himself to his learnings. It turned out that he wasn't gifted in Stone after hours of trying to get that lazy weanling to just to as he was told. As it was, he didn't have any element.
Any way, Carra began her story in a rather droll manner:
"Have you ever heard the story of Am? Well, let me tell you, that is a true and honest tale. It just so happens that I am related to him, yes in deed. He is a grandsire of mine, if you didn't know. (Not that I honestly cared) Apparently he was a naughty little fellow." At that point I wanted to grind her son's lanky hide into oblivion and mumbled, "Must run in the family..." Thank the maker she didn't hear me.
"Yes in deed. For he often left his mother's side to go 'exploring'. Poor mare, he probably was her last foal. I know I couldn't -wouldn't want another after all the trouble she must've endured. (Obviously she was lying for her colt was horrid) Any way, while the herd was grazing near the boughs of the pines, he decided to wander off. And to no ones' surprise did he get lost faster than you could wink an eye..."
I must have blacked out in my frustration with her colt for the next thing I knew was the mare's teeth meeting with my quarters. "Don't kick at him! My heavens, one would think you were a grumpy old stallion with an appetite for foals!" I hadn't 'kicked' the colt, just nudged him non-too-gently with my fore-hoof to get his full attention. Roughly the same way a frustrated sire 'nudges' an unruly foal. Apparently the mare didn't see it that way for she continued to berate me on the way one must treat a foal. Why does she think I spend all my sightless days wondering the Pillars. Alone.
As quickly as Carra left off her story telling she started back up again, "Well, as it were, Am was not so alone as he thought, for he was being followed." She paused and moved her head closer to my ears, whispering, "The Dark Ones." I could tell she didn't want her colt to her words, but why not? Surely he would learn of the Lords of the Pines soon enough. Why not speed his teachings along?
"It didn't take long for the poor colt to figure his dilemma and he bolted further into the dark woods. With the 'you-know-who' on his tail, Am ran straight off a cliff and into a deep pit. Luckily, at the bottom of the pit was a well spring.."
History of the Pillars
Child of the Amber Moon
The Ones Before
Of Blood and Bones
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yay i caught you guys online XD
As for the elements, earth is supposed to be the most common with wind and fire following after kinda at the same level.