The Rulers of Old

[Caer Ibormeith]

Prologue

Long ago when anarchy ruled and chaos was as common as ants, travelers came to this land. Of them was a man they treated as their leader. He told tales of how he had journeyed long before crossing the borders. He saw the condition of all around him and asked to help, wanting nothing in return.
His companions turned out to be knights who followed him with the utmost of loyalty and obedience. Together with his knights by his side they helped the land proser and gain order once more. The people offered him the title of King, and although he gratefully refused he knew that if he did not accept the title this land would fall into chaos once more.
He divided the land into equal portions for each of his knights. Each knight had a title over a certain aspect where their powers were the strongest. One ruled the water, one the sky, one the earth and the last two, twins, owned the night and day. He left for himself fire, a passionate and loyal element that would aid him in guiding the new kingdom and keeping it from harm.
Their days passed, and although the rulers of the fiefdoms didn't age as fast as their subjects, they did feel the ache of war in their bones...but one night as most laid abed and dreaming something was stirring. A deeper darkness that was to grasp the land harder than ever before.

[Apollo]

The ancient evil had come from the same place as the warriors and their king. He found where his enemy hid and wanted his own land. He brought his minions and began to have fear seep into the soil. The water tasted foul, the air darker during the night and day, and the winds had whispers of thoughts that made those who heard go mad. The people of the land tried to ask for help from their amazing leaders. But, to no avail. On the eve of the evil being its strongest the rulers no longer sat on thrones. Some say they wait till they are stronger to fight. Some say they were assinated. But to where they go if they live is a mystery. To how they become better than they were is a wonder. The only thing people want now is the dark to be fought, destroyed and peace returned.

[Caer Ibormeith]

Morgana looked up at the sky from a hall that surrounded the courtyard. The clouds up above were so dark they were almost black and filled with rain so cold it would burn. The clouds opened slowly and started to pelt the ground with its wetness. "A miserable day indeed. What omen could come from this?"

[Apollo]

Aether walked up to her and leaned against the wall. "O. . . Little water bothering you my lady?" He pouted his white lips. His whole body was a little to white. He had no hair on his head or anywhere on his body and even his blue eyes seemed whiter than they were supposed to be. But, he was a sweet man.( As long as you stayed on his good side.) He smiled at the woman and nudged her arm with the arm his clothing didn't cover. "Come on. You control water. I thought you liked it? Besides why don't you just stop it then?"

[Caer Ibormeith]

"Being naive aren't you?" Royal blue eyes met his, framed with dark wet-looking lashes. "The earth needs this rain, but there is something different about this. Isn't it odd that after such a drought that a heavy rain comes forth?" She pulled her arms closer to herself and ran her dainty hands over the velvet sleeves of her gown. She shook her head, her wavy dark hair moving like a waterfall behind her. "We should tell m'Lord about this. Can't you feel the heaviness in the air around you?"

[Apollo]

Aeth nodded his head and crossed his arms over his chest. "What did I tell you?" A voice said from behind the pair. The whiter man turned and bowed slightly. "Stand straight Aether. And Morgana. . . I have told you and every one else to to call me by my name, Diego, and not my title." He stood by them. "Yes there is something coming and it should worry us all."

[Caer Ibormeith]

Morgana started to curtsy at his presence but stopped herself halfway through and nodded to Diego, "Yes, m'L-Diego." It sounded weird on her tongue but she didn't make a face. "Should we contact the others and hold a meeting? The twins are back at their own home and it might take them a day to reach here, and I'm not sure of the others."

[Apollo]

"That's most likely the best idea. Go to their house and fetch the two will you Morgana?"
"And me? What about me Diego?" Aether took a step towards the bigger man. Bigger yes, but equal in fighting and brains.
"Go find Stone, He'll be by the mountains no doubt. You've always been god friends with the man.
Aether shurgged. "True. . ." He turned and went on his way.

[Caer Ibormeith]

Morgana nodded. "I'll leave as soon as I can." She curtsied this time, not caring what Diego might reply with and left toward the stables to get her horse. She asked a hand on her way to get a days supplies for her journey and left with a brief thanks as soon as he returned.

[Apollo]

Aether took a couple step outside and garbbed his walking stick that was leaning against the side of a wall. He twirled it a few times until wings came out making his glider. He too a running start and flew swiftly to the mountains.
Diego took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Be safe my friends. We have not much time to spare." He turned and walked quickly to prepare for the meeting of the rulers of old.