Centuries ago, four factions settled among the earth. While a strained relationship was among the factions, the gods provided them an ability out of a broken medallion. With that, each faction had made it known to never interact with one another; knowing that their ability's limits were reached with the others. The fairies honed the power of air. Being able to bend one of the most important elements with ease--weather was one of the many perks that came with such power. The elves had the power to shake the earth. Dirt and grass were their muses. Being able to communicate with animals from the air above to the ground below was a skill set they mastered. The dwarfs had the delicacy to bend fire. A dangerous resource that not only destroyed everything in its wake, but healed as well. Nymphs controlled the oceans and tides; divination was part of their everyday life. While each faction was content to keep their distance, one particular nymph saw a glimpse of the world ahead of them. A world where darkness would consume the place they called home unless each of the four factions combined forces to restore balance. **** Completed Cover by -carmin