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Arriving back on her home mountain, the silver haired elf walked slowly into the gate, still dizzy from the moment she picked up this crystal. “Aella,” she heard her baba call out, and she looked up to see him running towards her. Giving a weak smile, the young woman was about to say something when she fainted once again on the ground. The dizziness came to a peak as she felt herself being carried away into the temple, unable to move or speak. A sort of vision came into view. Aella saw herself meditating in front of the prize of the temple; a mural of the Archons creating the world. Or, well, so legends had told that they did. She was deep in concentration and couldn’t see the concerned looks of her baba and the other elders of the temple. The voice of the crystal came through to her, and she could hear it more clearly. Although the voice was female, she could hear maybe a handful of other voices, whispering with it.

“To open the rift, you must think about the place which you are arriving with complete concentration. Don’t let your mind wander,” the voice said, as Aella took a small breath, as well as in her vision. The voice continued, “There you will find your destiny.”

Suddenly, Aella was awoken by Shara, the female temple elder, placing a warm moist cloth over her forehead. “Are you okay, Aella,” the woman, whom was not much older than 80, said. Although she was quite young in retrospect, being the youngest elder, she was still much older than the groaning elf. "Yeah, I just...I just got really dizzy out there," Aella said, having a feeling that the less who knew about her Archon abilities the better, "I'm fine." Shara seemed to accept the answer and the silver haired girl sighed gently.

'I'll have to practice where no one can find me,' Aella thought to herself watching Shara continue to evaluate her health.

The weeks flew by as Aella started to focus more and more on finding herself. She learned that the voices in her head belonged to Sagittarius the Watcher, whom seemed to grow quieter as the days advanced. She had even nearly forgotten that she was supposed to open a rift in the first place. However, it just really didn't seem as important as finding a way to tell her baba.

One morning, she was out practicing her powers, which was a slow process since she had no idea what she was doing, and Sagittarius was ever so silent again today. She took in deep breaths as she controlled the air around her and stood her body up on one hand, something that she was never able to do normally. Concentrating with her eyes closed, she imagined her body being weightless and lifted herself on one finger. She was so deep in concentration that she couldn't hear footsteps coming up behind her.

"Aella," she heard her baba say and she fell over, her concentration breaking. Baba rushed to her side checking to see if she was hurt before asking, "What was that?" The silver haired girl cursed herself for being careless of not making sure everyone was too preoccupied to check on her. "Baba, I...I am the Archon of Air. Remember the day I fainted when I landed back on our mountain? That was the day I found out," she explained, staring at him, searching his face for his reply. The man stood slowly and bit his lip, sighing out a small breath of air.

"No wonder Pantheon's followers have been trying to get up here for weeks," he said to her, "I'm not surprised at all, but you are in danger here." He helped her up and whisked her into the inner part of the temple. She was lead to the mural that was supposed to be the Archons creating the universe. However, that was not what had her attention. Sagittarius had began to speak with her again, "He's correct. The followers of the Archon of Death are relentless. They want to find you and destroy you. You must find the others."

"What will happen of this world," Aella said to herself out loud, making not only her baba look at her but the other elders as well. "I do not know, but you must leave it. It will be safer for them and for you," Sagittarius said once more, before her baba said, "Who are you talking to?"

"The watcher," was all Aella said, before sighing, "She says I must rift to fulfill my destiny. I must leave you, and the temple." The silver haired girl was crying now, Sagittarius showing her visions of things that could happen if she stayed. "If I stay, you all would be in danger. I must go to the other Archons, to keep you safe," she said, looking at her baba gently. He too was crying, but it was one or two tears, falling gently down his cheeks.

"What must you do," he asked, and the other elders started to whisper among themselves. "I need to concentrate and meditate," Aella said, looking up at the wall painting. She sat down on the floor in front of it, crossing her legs and closing her eyes. She began to concentrate on the world around her, but, one thing took her concentration just after she started. "Good luck, Aella, and be careful," her baba told her, and she knew he knew he couldn't hold her back.



"I always am," Aella answered back, holding her tears back. She began to concentrate again, the world around her phasing out and so it was just her and her thoughts. There was another temple, on a plane far away. She focused on it, finding her body become looser. All of a sudden, she felt like her body was being ripped apart, but she somehow knew it wasn't. She was suddenly in a new place, as she opened her eyes. She was in a room full of a few others, in a temple much like hers back home.

"Welcome to your new home," she heard Sagittarius say, as she looked at the others in the room. She nodded her head to them, unable to speak out of awe.
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"Be careful, Aella," her Baba called after her, making the silver haired elf smile. "I always am," Aella grinned, pulling her long hair out of her face with a ribbon. She looked at the mountains around her, feeling the wind caress her face. It was late spring, and all of the mountains were mostly green, with a few snow caps here and there from just the altitude. Taking in a deep breath, she ran for the mountain side, jumping off the sheer cliff face. Letting herself fall for a little, the silver haired girl smiled as she felt the wind almost accept her like a child into it's mother's arms.

Pressing a button on her chest, Aella's arms forced back up as she soared back onto the air, her armor changing into it's glider form. The small girl laughed as she glided around and set her eyes for a new mountain top. She hadn't ever explored it, since it always seemed to be covered in dangerous whirlwinds. However, something was calling her there, and today was just the day to do it. The winds seemed to have died down and she could probably land safely. Circling the mountain carefully, she spotted a nice ledge to land, and a small cave nearby. Diving down, she landed and rolled on the flat area, smiling as she came to look upon the uncharted mountain.

The elf rolled the wings back into her suit, the spring lock system clicking as it loaded again. She slowly walked forward, unsure of whether she should enter the cave or not. There seemed to be a small whisper on the wind as it picked up again. "Come closer..." Aella walked into the cave, gasping as she saw the inside. The entire cave seemed to be made out of different quartz, the colors swirling and reflecting rainbows of light. She continued to follow the voice, as it beckoned her, "Come closer..."

As she neared the back of the cave, Aella saw a small window of light shining down on a necklace that was seemingly being kept up with air. Biting her lip, she hesitantly grabbed it and placed it around her neck. Shivering, her head felt light as she hit the ground. "My child," the voice from earlier said, though it was much stronger now. It almost seemed to be that of a young woman, but it was so light, like a fleeting wind, "You have been chosen to be the Archon of Air. It is a great responsibility that you have been bestowed, and a great power you now control."

"What am I supposed to do," Aella whispered as a vision came to her. She was surrounded by others she didn't know, smiling and laughing. Then, it shifted to a dark figure seemingly attacking a large vessel of some sorts. She shivered, as the voice said, "All will be explained in time." The elf stood as soon as she was no longer busy, and took off for home, careful to ride the calm winds.


No need to rush!
Name: Aella (Ai-lah)

Age: 20

Archon of: Air

Archon weapon: Staff



Appearance: Aella stands at five foot three inches tall, and weighs about 110 pounds. Her body is covered in lean muscle, but she has a bit of a small fat on her stomach. Her silver locks reach down to her lower back, and she has bangs that just dust her high cheek bones. Her somewhat pale skin and pointed ears tell of her elvish blood. With piercing blue-grey eyes, some wonder if she could even see into souls, but she can't, even if she wanted to. Her hands are small and delicate looking, but with calluses on her palms and her nails chewed off short.



Personality: At first, Aella seems nothing more than a cocky, fearless, outspoken young woman. Her wit and cunning often leading her into making decisions that one might call reckless. However, she is quite unsure of herself on the inside. Her Baba told her that showing that side meant that someone was going to take advantage of you, so she rarely lets it be known. She has only one fear and that is of death itself. However, she constantly faces that fear by putting herself in controlled near death experiences. Romantic and sexual relations never really interested her, but she wasn't repulsed by them. She has had sexual relations before and used them to her advantage, but they've never really been a focal point for her.

Bio: High in the mountains in an area where elves reign, there is a temple used to worship the Lost Archons of the world. The elves who ran the temple had known the stories for they had been passed down from the elders of the temple. Being in such a remote area, the temple too has been forgotten, and few now know the stories even there.

One day, one of the elders, a man by the name of Neculai, walked to the outside gate. He was going on his morning walk around sunrise when he saw a small basket right outside the gate. When he opened the blankets, there an elven child sat, but it was no ordinary child, for it had bright silver hair. Rushing the child inside the temple, the only female elder, Shara, examined the child and found nothing wrong other than it needing a home. Neculai volunteered to watch over her, naming her Aella, meaning whirlwind for her bright hair.

Aella grew up calling Neculai the name Baba, training to be a warrior under his careful eye. She was trained in Martial arts, because of her knack to sneak through trees and almost glide through the air. At the age of 19, Neculai, even in his old age, made her a suit of leather armor, outfitted with articulated wings under the arms to help her glide around the cliffs and mountains surrounding the temple.

Special gear or equipment: Her leather armor, specially made to help her glide around the high mountains

Name: Aella (Ai-lah)

Age: 20

Archon of: Air

Archon weapon: Staff



Appearance: Aella stands at five foot three inches tall, and weighs about 110 pounds. Her body is covered in lean muscle, but she has a bit of a small fat on her stomach. Her silver locks reach down to her lower back, and she has bangs that just dust her high cheek bones. Her somewhat pale skin and pointed ears tell of her elvish blood. With piercing blue-grey eyes, some wonder if she could even see into souls, but she can't, even if she wanted to. Her hands are small and delicate looking, but with calluses on her palms and her nails chewed off short.



Personality: At first, Aella seems nothing more than a cocky, fearless, outspoken young woman. Her wit and cunning often leading her into making decisions that one might call reckless. However, she is quite unsure of herself on the inside. Her Baba told her that showing that side meant that someone was going to take advantage of you, so she rarely lets it be known. She has only one fear and that is of death itself. However, she constantly faces that fear by putting herself in controlled near death experiences. Romantic and sexual relations never really interested her, but she wasn't repulsed by them. She has had sexual relations before and used them to her advantage, but they've never really been a focal point for her.

Bio: High in the mountains in an area where elves reign, there is a temple used to worship the Lost Archons of the world. The elves who ran the temple had known the stories for they had been passed down from the elders of the temple. Being in such a remote area, the temple too has been forgotten, and few now know the stories even there.

One day, one of the elders, a man by the name of Neculai, walked to the outside gate. He was going on his morning walk around sunrise when he saw a small basket right outside the gate. When he opened the blankets, there an elven child sat, but it was no ordinary child, for it had bright silver hair. Rushing the child inside the temple, the only female elder, Shara, examined the child and found nothing wrong other than it needing a home. Neculai volunteered to watch over her, naming her Aella, meaning whirlwind for her bright hair.

Aella grew up calling Neculai the name Baba, training to be a warrior under his careful eye. She was trained in Martial arts, because of her knack to sneak through trees and almost glide through the air. At the age of 19, Neculai, even in his old age, made her a suit of leather armor, outfitted with articulated wings under the arms to help her glide around the cliffs and mountains surrounding the temple.

Special gear or equipment: Her leather armor, specially made to help her glide around the high mountains

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