The story of Azravik remained a fable among the elves for centuries. A<br>
prophecy once shared by a dying priest that quickly faded to myth. The<br>
elves had all but forgotten the legend until the day that he arrived. <br>
Rumors began to spread of a strange newborn child with the aura and touch of<br>
master healer. Reportedly found within the dry fountain by one of the<br>
temple acolytes, the story says that the fountain spouted fresh water for<br>
days after.
The childs wisdom seemed only to be surpassed by his kindness toward others.<br>
Seldom did the child speak and the legend grew that the prophesy had come to<br>
pass and the empathic child of mercy had finally arrived. Stunning the<br>
priests of the temple with his knowledge and wisdom as a mere boy, the child<br>
thought to leave the elven city and show the world what compassion truly<br>
meant. When the child stepped outside the city gates, darkness enveloped<br>
the world, verifying the elven prophesy.
Unbothered by the spreading darkness, the child sensed a fundamental shift. <br>
A subtle sway in the underlying power that flows within the world. He felt<br>
the gentle heartbeat of every living thing, it beat in cadence beckoning him<br>
toward destinies embrace. He followed its resounding cacophony to the steps<br>
of a large castle in the north. The seers of the Castle knew him at once as<br>
the child they had been expecting for eons.
Aabahran