02-23-2012, 08:16 AM
The heirs returned from their battle with the Construct changed people. They had all been seen as charismatic, out-going leaders, equal parts power and benevolence. Their collective decision to Elmont surprised everyone. The only person who they discussed their decision with was Talin, who could only watch them leave. Though people tried to learn their reasons or even follow them out of the city, they all but vanished as soon as they left the city gates, moving with a speed and determination that could never be matched by the average man.
It would be five years until anyone heard from them again. The king had been far beyond his prime when the heirs had left and by the time they returned, the city was alight with rumors about who would be the next ruler of Elmont. Talin assured his people that there would be no need for concern, a confidence in his voice that the kingdom would be in good hands. Five years later he fell ill and, as it seemed like Elmont would be left without a leader, a single heir returned to the city gates.
Camden, known for his skills with lightning magic, walked through New Vesaria quickly and with purpose. The man looked to have aged many times more than he should have in only five years. He looked not like the prince that had strolled through the streets, talking to the people and using his gifts to help people where he could. There was a determination in his stride that those around him could only guess.
Walking straight into the palace, guards attempted to stop the prince, not recognizing him as he approached. Without breaking his gait, the heir turned his head to the guards, light flashing across his eyes the way a bolt of lightning flashed across a stormy sky. Camden would be the last person the previous king saw before passing away the night after his heir arrived. When Camden left his father's chambers, it was with the crown resting firmly on his head. After the procession for the late king, Camden addressed New Vesaria, his voice magically amplified to carry across the entire city.
The world, he told them all, was changing. He had seen it with his brothers and sister when they fought against the Construct. They had spent the past five years traveling across the land, seeing for themselves how nature itself was being warped by the magics that were growing. The Construct, they were warned, would just be the first of many if steps were not taken. He had returned to rule over Elmont while his siblings would settle the other regions of Anyria.
To the East Alanyia would take her fire magic, while Balron, with his command over air, would head South. Those two, known to be the most powerful combatants, would settle the regions near the White Wall. Tannis would use his earth magic to settle the North and Felnar's water magic would be used to inhabit the islands in the West. As Arthran had done, they had set out to unite the people of those lands and cultivate places where the could live in safety. Despite Camden's warnings, it would be years before people realized how right he had actually been.
It would be five years until anyone heard from them again. The king had been far beyond his prime when the heirs had left and by the time they returned, the city was alight with rumors about who would be the next ruler of Elmont. Talin assured his people that there would be no need for concern, a confidence in his voice that the kingdom would be in good hands. Five years later he fell ill and, as it seemed like Elmont would be left without a leader, a single heir returned to the city gates.
Camden, known for his skills with lightning magic, walked through New Vesaria quickly and with purpose. The man looked to have aged many times more than he should have in only five years. He looked not like the prince that had strolled through the streets, talking to the people and using his gifts to help people where he could. There was a determination in his stride that those around him could only guess.
Walking straight into the palace, guards attempted to stop the prince, not recognizing him as he approached. Without breaking his gait, the heir turned his head to the guards, light flashing across his eyes the way a bolt of lightning flashed across a stormy sky. Camden would be the last person the previous king saw before passing away the night after his heir arrived. When Camden left his father's chambers, it was with the crown resting firmly on his head. After the procession for the late king, Camden addressed New Vesaria, his voice magically amplified to carry across the entire city.
The world, he told them all, was changing. He had seen it with his brothers and sister when they fought against the Construct. They had spent the past five years traveling across the land, seeing for themselves how nature itself was being warped by the magics that were growing. The Construct, they were warned, would just be the first of many if steps were not taken. He had returned to rule over Elmont while his siblings would settle the other regions of Anyria.
To the East Alanyia would take her fire magic, while Balron, with his command over air, would head South. Those two, known to be the most powerful combatants, would settle the regions near the White Wall. Tannis would use his earth magic to settle the North and Felnar's water magic would be used to inhabit the islands in the West. As Arthran had done, they had set out to unite the people of those lands and cultivate places where the could live in safety. Despite Camden's warnings, it would be years before people realized how right he had actually been.