And so the last rays kissed the forehead...

OoC: Rp between myself and Kurai Chi
IC:

Lazy clouds drifted across the azure sky. To the imagination there were dragons, bunnies, and if you squinted a knight with a duck on his head. Birds danced on the gentle wind, their song filling the air.

Down below, plodding along the ground was a giant stone turtle. Every now and again she would tilt her head and stare up at the sky, a wistful gleam in her glossy lapis lazuli eyes.

“Quid?” Her voice was warm, and reminded one of summer days or the smell of a fresh turned garden. It was the sound of the earth.
Quid was lying on the smooth shell staring up at the sky, tracing hidden images into the clouds.

“Hmmm?” He flipped over on his stomach so he could look the turtle in one of her large blue eyes. She turned her head slightly in response. “What is it Terra?”

“Do you…” she hesitated and looked sheepish. A giant stone turtle looking sheepish is a strange sight and Quid did his best not to smile. “Do you think it is nice to fly?” Quid shrugged his scrawny shoulders.

“I dunno… I have never flown, but there birds seem to like it.” Terra nodded her large head and angled her head towards the sky.
“hmmm…that must be why they sing all the time.” She responded in her deep humming voice. Quid grinned and patted her head.

“Must be.”
They were both silent for a moment listening to the wing whistle through the grass and the song of the birds.

“Flying is wonderful… but I have always wondered what is it like to walk? What does the ground feel like?” This voice was quite different from Terra’s. It sounded like the wind when it rustled the leaves. Quid was not hearing the voice with his ear, however. It was a whisper in his mind.

“Um….” Quid was at a loss. How did you describe what the earth felt like to a hawk who manifested the wind?”

“What is it Quid?” Terra asked. He glanced at Terra.

“It’s Tempest she wants to know what walking, and the ground is like.”

“Oh… she has asked me that lots of times, but is never satisfied.”

“What did you say?”

“The strength and solidarity of the earth gives you reassurance, and its warmth gives you power…” Having delivered her view Terra began to hum a gentle tune to herself.

Quid blinked… it must make sense to her, and she would know being the spirit of earth itself.

“I am going to have to think on it Tempest.” He sensed the hawk give her thanks and withdraw form his mind.

Ooc: Well, we have nothing planned, but here I go!

Windsor woke to a gentle birdsong.

"Hmm? What?" said the Wind Innate groggily. "Oh, hello there," Windsor addressed the bird perched on a branch a few feet away from the one he himself was sitting on.

The bird flew to him, hovered in front of his face, Windsor smiling, then flew off into the sky. Windsor jumped off the branch of the tree he had slept in and began to walk through the bright forest.

It had been two weeks since the battle at Treth. In all this time Windsor traveled; there were no people here to call him a demon and try to kill him, no evil mage. Only the unquestioning animals had kept the boy company, and he liked it.

Still, he missed Aronin, the only friend he had ever had, but the telekinetic had his own things to take care of. So Windsor traveled, purposely avoiding towns, at least when he didn't need to steal food from the small market stalls in the streets.

Windsor was interrupted from his thoughts by a voice. He was curious but knew he had best be cautious. Windsor found a group of trees that he could easily traverse through and see at least fifty feet around him. He climbed up to see a boy sitting on a large stone turtle. A stone turtle, thought Windsor, "And why is he talking to it?"

Windsor decided to watch a bit longer before he revealed himself.

Terra stopped mid-stride, her large granite head swiveled to face the wood. Movement stopped as she stared at the shadowed forest. Quid sent a single glance at the wood before rolling off the shell, putting Terra’s huge expanse between him and the unknown.

“What is it?” He whispered hand hovering in the air read to cast a spell. There was a long moments silence before she answered.

“Did I say there was something?” Quid blinked in astonishment. Terra could feel the vibrations in the earth and knew when anything approached and from her reaction he knew there was something there.

“…is there?” Silence was the only answer he received. What was she playing at? If it wasn’t dangerous why didn’t she say so? If it was why didn’t she warn him? Whatever it was, Terra, was refusing to cooperate.

“Tempest?”

“I’m ready,” the voice fluttered. With a flick of his wrist he summoned the wind element. The rush of wind made his hair and clothes dance, before the huge hawk swept towards the forest. Only a slight tremor in the air showing where the giant bird was. Suddenly she pulled up, flying strait into the sky.

She came back a moment later and flew in gentle circles above Terra.

“Well?”

Tempest refused to answer for a moment, but at last gave a cryptic response.

“He is one of us… but not the same.” She fell silent and refused to speak again.

What was with his elemantals? Tempest always did exactly what he asked. Now she was speaking in riddles and refusing to explain. It was unlike her.

He sighed. If you wanted something done right you had to do it yourself. Like water flowing Quid’s appearance changed. His ears shrunk in size, his hair changed completely, and he grew slightly plumper. In a moment he appeared as nothing more then a rather thin, human twelve year old. He slid nervously out from behind Terra and called to the unseen watcher.

“I know your there. Please, would you be so kind as to show yourself?”

What happened? Windsor asked himself; one minute there had been that spiky-haired boy and now he seemed to be someone completely different.

"Hello? I know you're there, just come out," called the strange boy.

Windsor dropped out of the tree and looked at the boy, who seemed surprised to see Windsor. Of course, he's just another one who thinks I'm a freak. Oh well, I'll try to get along with him... "Hello, I'm Windsor, who're you?" he asked.

"Hmm? Oh, er, I'm Quid," said the boy. Right before he said this he seemed to be talking to a hawk that Windsor had seen only a moment ago, and was now perched in a nearby tree.

Windsor readied himself, his left hand clutched the amulet in his well-concealed pocket; he wasn't sure if he could trust Quid, of course, he wasn't sure if he could trust anyone. "And who is that?" asked Windsor, pointing to the stone tortoise.

The Wind Innate accidentaly used his left hand, and his amulet fell out of his pocket. Windsor quickly snatched the amulet up.

He glanced towards Quid who was looking slightly hungrily at Windsors pocket, then up towards the hawk.

There was no trace that the bird had ever been in the tree.

Ooc: Wasn't sure how to go with anything. Hope that's decent enough.

OoC: Well Tempest can't land. the closest she can come to stopping is flying in slow tight circles.
ic:

Quid tried to refocus his mind. The glittering amulet danced and glistened in his mind's eyes.

"This is Terra, and that." he said stepping closer and pointing up above the strange boy's head, "Is Tempest." Windsor glanced upward involuntarily and Quid slipped his hand into the young man's pocket and relieved him of the golden trinket. In the blink of an eye the amulet was nestled in Quid's pack. Once the amulet was in his possession Quid seemed to awake from a trance.

His human appearance melted like snow. When Windsor dropped his eyes from the wind elemental, the human boy was gone replaced by a strange creature with large pointed ears that extended past his thin shoulders, and slanted golden eyes. His hair too had changed. It was dark green in front and faded to chocolate brown in the back.

"Where are you headed, Windsor? My Elementals seem to like you, so perhaps we can travel together for a bit?"

OoC: At this point Quid doesn't even realize he stole it. Sorry this is kinda short...

Ooc: Well, I'm finally posting...

Bic: "I'm not headed anywhere really, just trying to survive. But... if you don't mind me asking, what do you mean your Elementals?" said Windsor, slightly startled.

"Well, they're not really mine. As far as I know they can do whatever they like, but so far they do mostly what I say."

"And one more question, or actually two more. What's your name? And exactly what are you?" Windsor winced, the last part had come out wrong.

The strange boy lauged, "My name's Quid, and I'm, well, I'm half Changeling and half Sprite. The Changeling part is what allowed me to appear like the boy you saw earlier."

"I'm Windsor," replied Windsor, "and I'm 1/4 Wind Elemental, the rest of me is human."

Quid looked slightly surprised, "you mean you're an Elemental and you're not confined to a spiritual plane?"

"Huh?" asked Windsor.

Ooc: Well, this will make for a fun conversation. ^_^