Callum gently touched down in a small clearing, his gaze sweeping the area as he determined if there was any danger. Once he was certain that there was no danger, he placed his bag down as he began to set up a pile of sticks. Leaning forward, he held out a hand and drew a rune into the air. "Furnus Pugil." He said, watching as his hand lit up with fire, moving his hand down, he ignited the small pile of sticks.
The sky darkened as the stars slowly emerged. Sitting down, he rested his head against the tree, his horns resting upon the wooden structure of the trunk. The fire burned warmly as he wondered which Arcanum he should learn next.
His thoughts ran into the night, debate between the remaining four Arcanums should be mastered next. He briefly thought about the idea of Earth and its focus upon defence, but he also felt that mastering Ocean and the ability to heal was important. But Star was, according to Rayla, the hardest to find a teacher for, since those connected to it were close to impossible to find unless they felt otherwise.
But if he did indeed find a Startouch Elf, even one who was a mage, then he would learn all he could about the Star Arcanum. Closing his eyes, he listened to the area around him, focusing upon the natural sounds that brought life to the forest he found himself resting in.
But an unnatural sound drew his attention away from his thoughts, the sound of feet upon the ground, a twig snapped, alerting him to the presence of another. His eyes snapped open, his gaze sweeping the edges of the clearing, watching for a sign of another.
Coming to a stop upon two trees, he saw something, a man, his skin shined in the darkness. Midnight blue skin, two bright green eyes shined in the light, white star tattoos covered his face. Bright white hair reached down over his shoulders as large, elegant horns that reached high into the air.
The figure wore a black robe, the symbol for the Star Arcanum rested upon his shoulders. He stood tall as he entered the clearing. Callum blinked before he widened his eyes. "You're a Startouch Elf." He said.
The Elf nodded in response. He was graceful in his movements as he bowed before Callum. "Archmage Olymsaruis. I am Hastios, a Star Mage." He greeted in a soft voice, watching as Callums jaw dropped in shock.
"How do you know my Elven name?" Callum asked, watching as Hastios made himself comfortable before the fire.
"There are many answers to your question Olymsaruis." Hastios began, watching Callum closely, almost analysing him to determine whether he was a threat or not. "But the one you search for does not lie in me, but within the Stars themselves." He replied.
Callum blinked in confusion; he was confused as to what he meant. He was speaking riddles and puzzles, and for the life of him, he couldnt decipher what he meant. "Can you please speak clearly." He said, hoping he wasnt being rude or anything.
Hastios chuckled to himself. "Am I being too cryptic. I am sorry for that, most, if not all Startouch Elves speak in riddles and puzzles as humans are fond of putting it." He replied. "However, I did seek you out of my own accord, for you are a champion of Xadia." He went on.
Callum felt his mind go into overdrive. "Please, try not to fry my brain, I simply wish to know why you sought me out."
"The Stars told me as much. I may not be able to give you exact answers, but even then, I am only told what I need to know by the Stars themselves. I can only tell you what I know. And pass on the knowledge I have to you for the danger that comes to Xadia." Hastios answered, watching as Callum frowned. "Do not fear, all will come clear when the time is right. But you Olymsaruis, must master the Star Arcanum and the others before the Warlord of Sky unleashed her armies upon the Human Lands."
Callum blinked. "Why do you call me Olymsaruis?" He wondered.
Hastios remained still. "The Stars command that I call the champion by his Elven name." He responded. "However, you do also possess something that the Warlord of Sky seeks, a key to a chest that contains a sacred artefact long sought after by all Archmages." He went on, pausing only when he allowed Callum to process what he was saying.
"This key you possess, was forged by one of our own long ago, a key to great power, the Key of Aaravos the traitor." He finished.
Callum widened his eyes. "What does the Key unlock?"
Hastios sighed silently. "I cannot say, for it is the destiny of the Champion and the herald to discover." He replied.
Callum nodded in what he felt was understanding, even if he didn't fully understand what Hastios was saying himself. "So you were sent to teach me about the Star Arcanum."
Hastios nodded in response. "The Stars themselves bring order to universe, but Xadia itself requires a source of order to keep the magic in balance, a single entity to master all sources, a centre of power who's very job it is to keep the peace and balance. Thus, it falls to one Startouch Elf to train the next champion each generation." He replied.
Callum frowned as he attempted to process what Hastios was even saying. The riddles he spoke, the cryptic nature was a headache in itself. "My brain hurts from even trying to decipher what you've said." He responded, rubbing his forehead to ease the pain.
Hastios nodded in understanding. "All who meet a Startouch Elf feel that pain, even the younger generations of our own rare kind feel that pain."
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A Father's Legacy
Fanfiction(Late notice: ON HOLD UNTIL I GET BACK INTO TDP) Taken from my Fanfiction.net account. Callum never knew his birth father, and often never paid much attention to it. But when an old foe of his father's appears from the forgotten, secrets are reveale...
