[color=6ecff6][center][h1]Battle of winds[/h1][/center][/color]
West from the Fractal sea there was a tiny settlement. Many generations of humans have lived there still. But many still talked at night about Paradise. A land where gods walked among men and the large, divine flower would shelter all. They’d talk about the bright stars in the late night sky. Sadly, Galbar had never been able to offer such beautiful lights every night. Though recently there had been a night so filled with light that it was more beautiful than the day itself. With dancing waves of color high up in the skies. But then the storms came. Storms so vicious that they uprooted entire trees.

A father and a son had both witnessed the reasons of the fighting. Two creatures, made from the wind itself were fighting out a vicious battle. The clouds darkened above them and rain came falling from the skies. The two could do nothing but watch in anguish as the two monstrosities fought. With lightning crashing down onto the ground. The two Djin tried to consume one another. But neither seemed to have more success than the other. One leeched the essence away from the other, only to have it stolen back. Everything pointed to the fact that they would utterly annihilate each other and the surrounding forest.

The humans cowered behind a rock. Hoping that the heavy boulder would be strong enough to protect them. Until it started to shake a little. The child felt it first. He knelt down on the ground and touched it with his hands, making sure he was feeling it right. Then a faint rumbling sound echoed from below. The father did hear it too now. He crouched down, touching the earth while the Djin fought on.

A flash of lightning struck the tree not too far from the boulder, and it would have seen that this was the drip that flooded the bucket. Whatever rested beneath the earth began to rise up. The two humans desperately grabbed the big boulder, which was part of his hunched back. Trees cracked and fell over, while dirt fell off the rock stone body of the Earth Elemental.

The elemental’s voice was so low, but so loud that it made the very ground beneath him tremble. [color=a36209]“Who…Disturbs…Tremor’s…Rest?”[/color] The two Djins seemed to not mind him at all. Until he led out a deafening roar. The two must have noticed that the far greater Djinn of Earth could easily have destroyed them. Like the winds they were they scattered. Taking their stormy clouds with them.

In their aftermath they left a forest destroyed, trees uprooted and the land scarred by wind and lightning. The Earth Elemental had not seen the humans on his back. Nor felt them. For a matter of fact, he felt very, very tired once more. Slowly he sat back down, closed his eyes and went over to Raka. The humans however, remained. Forever impressed. But sadly also deaf by the roar. Together they went to the village. Where they did their best to explain what had happened. Eventually the entire family came to the lone rock in the battle-scarred area. Even those who remained at the village had feared the destructive power of the ever-growing storm near. They could not be happier that the strange rock had cast it away. They celebrated a long time, dancing around the rock. Covering it back with earth like they found it. As a sign of gratitude the villagers often went towards the lone rock, which soon turned into a mound of dirt, to plant flowers. And thus the sleeping Earth elemental slept under a blanket of Illunabar’s colorful flowers.