The first entry of hopefully many that will help paint the story of my world. The map will come later as well as further explanations of the history and current time of the setting.

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The five had completed the course.
At differing amounts of power and interest - but all had completed it.

Auro, the holder of the greatest intelligence. Believing that individual knowledge and ability was the show of power.
Lindlea, friend of all students. Believing that those you surrounded yourself with and could call upon granted you influence.
Solatic, believer in the system and their mentor. Believing that the belief in those above himself granted you conviction.
Kassandi, who wished to use the knowledge gained to help more than her. Believing that the world around was always greater than the one.
And the forgotten, who despite the memory of time and the others - always kept up. It us unknown what they believed - but they always made it in the end.

With success in their hands and power granted they descended onto the continent. Unsure if they would ever be reviewed but eager to show their mastery.

Auro had moved first after graduation. And moved to the water logged wetlands of the west. Confident in his new found power and skill to forge what seemed to be a poor choice into the best of the bunch. And the massive spread of his wings that roared fire across the small settlements he deemed a necessary step in his plan. More would come once he formed the land to his desire.

Lindlea who had been the most popular had deferred her choice of location on the new continent to the remaining three. Confident that the others - friends all - would give her a prime location. But her belief in the others resulted in her receiving only scraps.

Solatic had winged to the southern mountains and peaks. Hoping that his elevated location would keep him in close connection to The Mentor. If not to directly appraise and grade his work he was eager to not give up the advice of one higher than he. And from the peaks he began to build downward. Protection and hope lowering down the mountain. Beak and Talon forming stone to lead others to the summit.

Kassandi watched as Auro tore across the wetlands with beating wings and breath of fire and ran for the central forest. Leaving Lindlea without an explanation as she hurried to save what she could. Having trained with Auro she knew his ambition often outstretched his control. Holding the western edge of the forest to keep Auros flames back. But the ashes still fell. And wounded with cracked horns she returned to the forest's heart. And collapsed. Giving what she had left to the earth and the forest. To protect and keep it pure.

As Lindlea watched them all leave her behind she looked back, to see The Forgotten had already landed on the eastern Flatlands. Near the central mountain pass. And started to dig. They seemed to have some plan. But left the others out of it.

Leaving Lindlea with the northern Badlands. Where alone and dejected she planted herself. Her efforts to befriend the others had resulted in nothing but being alone. It left her empty. And so she started to walk around the scarred and sick land. Limbs growing gaunt and dry as she started to find new friends. Bringing them back to her from their resting place. To fill the hole left by the others.


As such the five shaped the land to their own skills and desires. Settlements and myths growing around them as time passed. Teaching those that flocked to progress, safety, and their morality. Their knowledge. Their skills. Some were welcomed and some pushed away. So as the sections evolved their began to have more and more of a regional identity and populace. Each with a set of skills to assist in their chosen location. But could they stay separate forever? Could one eventually stand the test of time and come out superior than the others? Or would they all need to offer aid to each other - should time call for it?