Pretium's+Legend

= **Legend** =

Pretium was discovered by three strong brothers, and their three beautiful sisters sailing to distant lands in search of wealth. The six being of powerful birth went to conquer each of the six isles. One to each isle. The first brother went to the largest of the isles and stood among the plains. There he raised from the ground life. Beautiful forests and bountiful fruits. He made wild animals such as old tales told, and immaculate beasts forgotten from time. In the Northwest of the island stood a tiny shrub, the only life on the island from before the man had come. He took it's withered shape into his hands and whispered sweet magic to it. As he stood back the shrub grew, and grew, and shaped, and formed. It now stood a single tree in a great forest, being the essence of nature and life. He then walked to the front of the tree and gave it his name, Terin The Eldest sister having powers in the wielding of fire went to the Northwest most Isle, feeling heat rising from its center. She walked to the center of the isle and found a deep lake. When she stepped in the water it began to boil and steam around. When she reached the center of it the water had begun to dissipate. As she sank to the bottom her eyes grew red, and her clothes burned off of her. At the base of the lake she forced the molten rock of the earth to bubble up and form a large mount. In its center where the lake was was now a molten pit of hellfire. The girl then rose to the top of the lava unscathed and stood on top of the fire as if solid ground, and walked to the rim of the Volcano and gave it her name, Essia. The second sister went to the Southwestern most isle and saw it's vast unquenched dryness. She then waded through the plains of sand and sun and came upon a little spew of water. It was a tiny flow of clear clean water. Then the girl willing the water forth made it erupt into a geyser, then a thousand more sprouted from the dry desert. In moments she was floating at the top of a lake encircled by a ring of sand. She then gave the lake her name, Qurta. The second brother went to the Westernmost isle and saw it's beauty. He saw it's whole being. Seeing the awful movements of his siblings though he decided he must make something amazing as well. He then called to the sky, using the air he breathed he blew onto the island and took a piece of it into the sky. He took the most beautiful things f the island and placed them on this island to grow and prosper untouched from man's hands. He then gave the sky isle his name, Echan. The third sister, and the most beloved was clothed in pure white. She went to the Southeastern Island and raised two beautiful snowcapped mountains on its tip. Whenever the light was up however it shined on these mountains of pure light energy. It is said that no matter where one stands facing the two mountains the sun shall shine through it. The youngest sister then gave the mountains each half of her name, Reu and San. Now the last brother was not gifted with magic like his siblings. He had been born a bastard, and taken in by a poor merchant when his mother had died in childbed. It was years before his siblings found of his birth, and they took him in. Though not out of pity, but to gain a joke of it. For you see though they were all beautiful, and possessors of such great power as legend tells, they were cruel and malevolent to this youngest brother. He was given the smallest isle, in the middle of the other five. Had it not been there though he would have received nothing. It was there that the smallest brother lived and sat in the dark of his home. He had been left alone by his siblings who were building homes and towns on the other isles. As he sat in the dark he decided to leave his home and walk around his island. As he past along the coast he saw a cave, and as it had been raining he decided to gain some shelter. The cave however wasn't just a shallow little room it seemed to go deep, impossibly deep. Being of blood to adventurers he decided to journey inside the cave. As he past the shadows contorted themselves as if they were looking at him. There non-existent faces glaring at him in the darkness. It seemed though that he belonged here. He felt warmth and comfort in the wretched darkness where no one else would. As he reached the end of the cave he heard a dark and chilling voice. A voice that haunted his bones. "Hello" it said. "I have been waiting for you. As you have been waiting for me." "Where are you? I hear a voice, and feel a presence but I see nothing in these shadows. Who are you?" "Isn't it so simple? Little Brother I am you, and you are me. Do you not see through the shadows?" It implored. "I don't understand. Show yourself and I shall speak, but in this utter bleakness I cannot make out man or a lying beast." "Why does a shadow have to show itself to whomever cast it? I am you we are each other you know me as you know yourself. For I am you given a voice in this darkness." "You aren't making sense. What is the meaning of these riddles?" "Not riddles brother, but answers. I have told you I am you. I walk with you in the light, and I envelope you in the night. We are the same." "You are my shadow?" The boy wasn't scared now, only confused. "Or are you mine? Aren't we both only mirrors of each other only warped a little by the light?" The rhetorical questions were piling up. "Why are you speaking to me?" "I could ask the same, but I listen to you when you speak. You need me. You have no powers where your brothers and sister have limitless strength." The shadow knew him, but it wasn't evil, only wise. "What does it matter?" "You would like power would you not? I shall grant it to you." It was kind and warming on the boy. "What power?" "The sixth spell brother. The spell that binds darkness into the hands of whomever wishes." "But there is no sixth magic only the great five." "Then let us make a sixth. Light must have balance with all the others. We shall make shadow magic." "You mean darkness and evil?" "No all magic may be evil, but it may also be good, it is the choice you make." The words were pure and his shadow seemed to be talking in full truth. "Let me ponder upon it." "I have waited a million years in the darkness to speak, what are a few more days?" Thus the sixth brother sat in desolation in that dark cave for six days and six nights. He felt no hunger or thirst. Finally on the sixth night of darkness the boy stood. He spoke, "Let us be one, and make shadow come to power." The shadow didn't respond. The room however for the first time in the past six nights and possibly in all eternity lit up. Standing in front of the boy was another boy who was his exact height and body type, though solely a shadow. In that darkness was born shadow magic, and the boy grew to be the greatest man of his time. Unlike his siblings however he gave nothing his name, nor did he create anything of his magic. He had no name the young boy, for when he and his shadow merged he became known as The Shadow.