Sacred Elements Book 1 Crim Tälias FIRE

Chapter 11 Your name shall be Animus

Chapter 11

Rain let the Magister Novem Sages get a good look at Renkõtsou. Raising an eye brow and smirking from the side of his mouth. He couldn't help the feeling he was getting from seeing the looks on the faces of the Sages. The room was muggy from the earlier contrentation as it seeme that the hot air simply circulated with no real escape in the circular and domed room. Rain gave each of them a look that begged any of them to try him. 

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A cave located at an undisclosed part of the world. 

Deep in a dark dank humid hollow a body stirred. *Creeeeek crack crack crack* The stones underneath the creature cried as the beast, creature, or thing moved for the first time in what might be a millinium. The creature was formless at the moment. The constent ebb and flow demonstrated through its midsection indicating breathing was the only sure sign but that whatever this thing was it was alive.

A heavy metal door with rusted hindges creeked opened. A dark heavily robbed figure walked into the room. The only sound that could be heard were the labored breaths from the husk in the corner. The figure walked smoothly over to a counter. Picking up an old granite bowl. Bending over and checked a few drawers. Drawing out the countents of some drawers and leaving others alone. The figure adding all of the choices taken from the drawers and placing them within the bowl. Taking a granite mallet which had the same circumference as the hole in the bowl and proceeding to crush the contents into a paste. Only to be startled by a deep and graugy groan followed by another movement as the stones protested in the corner. Causing the heavily robbed figured to drop the bowl and mallet spilling it contents on the floor in a loud crash. The dark figure rush over to the corner to check on the husk. 

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Crim Tälias

In the Chamber of the Magister Novem Sages Turk the Caelestis Chorus Sage spoke again albeit now with a completely different subdued tone. Rain figured it to be fear but said nothing. "You have definitely proven yourself to me and the rest of the Magister Novem Sages. There can be no doubt that you are who you say you are. Thus, with our authority under the rules from the oringinal Fire tribe. Which state clearly that when a Fire user learns all the basic Fire Techniques and reaches the level of Sage you will receive your new name. Due to the situation and circumstances I feel that giving you a regular name isn't appropriate. I believe that a name given in the ancient language would be more suitable." His voice was shaking. Turk then turned to the other Sages. "What say you?" 

"Aye." Was said by all in the room in unison. 

"By this tradition so you are from now on to be known as Animus Rain Sky. The meaning of your name is Courage, Bravery, Spirit, or Soul. All traits that you have demonstrated her before us. We the Magister Novem Sages of Crim Tälias will honor your mother and you by calling you Animus from this day forth." Turk's booming grand opera like baritone voice shook the walls of the circular room. 

"I suspect that his grandiose display and tone where facilitated because of fear ragarding Renkõtsou. But, that's how Rain received his Sage name Animus. But, this was just the beginning for Rain." Tsuga mouth twisted into a knowing smile his sharp blue eyes glittering in the fire light.  

The Magister Novem Sages made a decree to all Crim Tälians a few days later. Opul was the speaker to the assembly she was standing on a makeshift stage behind a quickly assembled dias. Her fiery red hair pale milky skin and black robes with red and gold trimming shown in the sun light. Where in direct contrast with one another. The effect of the dark robes gave her a gothic beauty as she stood with the village in front of her.