The Rockseer elf {Turambil-male} walks into the forest holding Willo in his arms. It was almost like a beacon of hope was announced. Some of the animals came out of hiding as well as some of the wood elves. He could see the elves lurking in the tress wondering if it was safe to be .seen. "I can see you." Turambil said slowly walking. Some of the wood elves ducked their heads while most of them jumped up into the leaves, except for one little elf. She watched in amazement as Turambil walked below the branches holding a baby. She couldn't help herself but instantly bowed as they moved below. Turambil noticed this. As he walked, the thought to himself 'And so it begins.' The deeper into the forest Turambil walks he can sense more animals following behind them. He lifts his eyes to the sky and notices dozens of birds he once thought were gone forever. "You truly are a miracle, aren't you little one?" Willo looked up to Turambil and smiled as if he knew what was being said. Turambil finally gets to his home deep in the forest made of marble and trees. It has a beautiful waterfall in the background and a large body of water. In the center of his courtyard stood an old tree. It was massive in size, you couldn't see over the top of it and its roots were twisted in an elegant design. Several feet away were marble benches that surrounded the tree in a circle. Willo looked up to the old tree and his eye's began glow. A vine from up in the tree's canopy dropped down to Willo and slowly touched his cheek. Turambil stood in awe as he held Willo and watched this magical moment happen. He couldn't believe the tree responded to Willo the way it did. Almost like they are connected as one. Turambil exhales. "This is just one more of the many signs that you are the one." He says looking down at Willo who is touching the vine with his small hands and mumbling.
As Turambil watches Willo and the vine Arwyn walks up. She watches them in amazement. Arwyn is a Star Elf and also the seer that Turambil relies on. She moves closer as to not disrupt what she is seeing. "Turambil. Is that the boy that you found in the human world?" Turambil turns around. "Yes. I need for you to go and gather the rest of the Elven Council of Elders." Arwyn nods. "Even the dark elves?" she asks as she watches Willo. "Yes, even them. This concerns us all." Arwyn runs off to gather the council and Turambil walks to the meeting room with Willo still in his arms. As Turambil waits for the Elders to arrive, with a wave of his hand a cradle of branches and flowers sprouts from the ground. He softly places Willo in the cradle.
Arwyn and the other Elders finally arrive.
⦁ Besihal- male leader of the Sun Elves
⦁ Earendil- male leader of the Moon Elves
⦁ Morthil- female leader of the Wood Elves
⦁ Leaph- male leader of the Wild Elves
⦁ Haldir- male leader of the Aquatic Elves
⦁ Idril- male leader of the Drow
⦁ Gardre- female leader of the Dark Elves
They take their seats around the table. Turambil sits at the head of the table with an empty chair to his left and an empty chair to his right. They are reserved for
⦁ Leigha- female leader of the Avariel (winged elves)
⦁ Zaoria- female leader of the Lythari (can shift to wolves)
These two are very rarely seen by anyone except for Arwyn and Turambil. Like him, they are very rare and not very many of them are left in the world.
As they begin their meeting, Willo starts to fuss a little and some vines and flowers start to sprout around the backs of the chairs. As all the elves gasp, they look to Turambil for answers. "What is the meaning of this?" asks Gardre. Arwyn stands to address the elders. "As you can sense there is a shift in magic and power in these lands. For years our lands have been fading. The waters have all but dried up except for a few lakes and rivers. The Mother Tree has been dying slowly. Her leaves fall and branches wither. Our kinsmen have not been able to reproduce and all the animals have fled. All the mythical creatures have vanished without a trace." Everyone looks to Arwyn as she speaks what they all know to be the harsh truth. Idril interrupts Arwyn. "Yes, yes, we all know this. Explain why the sudden sprouts of vines and flowers." Willo begins to cry. No sooner did the first tear drop fall it started to pour rain. Turambil picks Willo up from the cradle to comfort him. "This is madness!" Leaph stands from his seat. "There is no way a mere mortal can cause such a shift in energy." The room erupts into chaos. There's no way to sift out all the questions and theories that are being passed around. With a loud voice Turambil says "Enough." All the elders are instantly silent and take their seats once more. "I have Leigha and Zaoria looking into this matter as we speak." As questions are asked and answered Leigha comes into the room holding a scroll in her arms. She pauses by Turambil and leans to whisper in his ear. All the elders finally quiet down and Morthil asks. "What have you found Leigha?" Leigha looks to Turambil and with a nod of his head she begins. "I have found this ancient scroll. It tells of a prophecy where a witch will be born with endless power. This witch will not only have abilities of both Vampire and Werewolf but will be born of our blood. As the witch grows as will the power they posses and the blood will call out to their kin, Elven Royalty." Idril stops Leigha. "Impossible. The royalty have been extinct for centuries now." Leigha looks to Turambil again. She lets out a soft sigh. The prophecy also tells that not only will this witch be powerful but will have a familiar that has been gone as long as the royals."
Before Leigha can finish the prophcy, all the elves look to Turambil who is holding the now silent Willo. Idril and Gardre both stand up. "I wont stand for this." Idril says and walks out of the meeting room. Gardre looks around. "Nor will I. You are all fools to believe in such prophecy. That is human. It will never be anything more then that." She turns to Turambil. "You shouldn't have brought that here." Then she walks out of the room following Idril.
