Ghendran the Weaver of the Elements

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Chapter 7

In the days which followed the tragic event, many were left looking for
answers to how such could have happened. Ghendran had been questioned over
and over, and none wanted to believe his story of the stones whispering to
him. Clearly it had to be his fault for who would allow a mad soul to work on
something so dangerous! Ghendran could see no one wanted to listen to the
truth and only sought a scape goat to give them closure for their own
failures.

Ghendran could care less what they said of him and his sanity, but to
question his connection to the stone and earth and blame that for the
failure? Such angered him, because they refused to listen. Refused to work
WITH the stone so that all may benefit from such a union. Why would so many
refuse to open their ears and listen to that which surrounds them, that which
they live their whole life around?

As the city officials wanted him to be held accountable, Ghendran refused to
be their scape goat. There was so much more that he wanted to learn and
explore that the stones had whispered to him. How could he do such if they
stripped him of his freedom to roam the tunnels which he loved? Luckily they
thought him truly mad and had secured him in a cell comprised completely of
stone deep within the tunnels. Thinking to keep him away from any populated
areas in which he could cause harm and damage. Simple touching the stone and
whispering to it, a passage opened up before him allowing a way to his own
freedom. Never again would he allow others to define him, to cause him to
question his own path and knowledge. People wish to call him crazy? Fine. It
did not bother him yet he was done forcing the spirits of earth to shape the
whims of society which refuses to listen.

As he traveled through the tunnel, soon a dim light could be seen at the end
of such. Emerging into the world, he had to cover his eyes as the light was
so blinding. Never before had he been to the surface and it was such an
aweing experience. There were so many more whispers assaulting him from all
around, yet those of the Earth were louder and clearer. Yet they intrigued
him to where he wanted to see and experience them all! To learn of this land
and try to find others who were not deaf to such.

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Chapter 6

Refusing to listen to Ghendran, the workers pushed ahead with their expansion
of the tunnels directly beneath a section of Craigstone. A day had passed and
nothing had happened, which only embolden the crew as it proved little
Ghendran was crazy. What they did not see was the small fracture lines which
were slowly spreading across the surface of the stone which they had just
shifted. They did not have the ears to listen, so Ghendran was not surprised
that they did not hear the low rumble of the cracking earth.

With an astounding crack, the earth and stone began to shake as an earthquake
began to shake the ground. Ghendran could hear the stones scream out and ran
to where they were working, and attempted to do what he could to aid yet it
was too late. As the earth and stone shifted, it soon started to collapse as
the earth below their own feet gave way swallowing all who were within and
that which was above. As the rumbling came to a cease and the dust and rubble
began to clear, Ghendran stood on the edge of the gaping maw which now was
before him. The earth and stones were quiet now, yet the wails and screams of
all those pulled under could be heard. Such death and carnage had never been
seen to Ghendran before and it made his blood run cold. This was the true
power of earth and stone, when no one would listen to it and tried to fight
it.

As crews rushed forth, Ghendran was grabbed and pulled back away from the
hole. As people tried to speak with him of what happened, he could only stare
and babble in the old ways as he did as a child. Anger grew in those around
him, for they assumed it had been something which he had done, for he was the
mad one. Many had told the foreman of the whispers and rumors but none of
them listen, and now look what had happened!

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Chapter 5

Ghendran graduated from the school of invocation at an early age, granted it
helped that he did not have a family or social life to distract him from his
studies. He did not seemed bothered by the fact that his family encouraged
him to go out and be on his own, while he knew in truth they did not wish him
back with them. That they wanted to distance themselves as much as possible
as he had always made them feel uncomfortable.

Ghendran found a job sponsored by the guild for the city of Craigstone, where
he was given simple task of helping excavate tunnels below the city for
expansion. This was a task which had made Ghendran extremely happy as they
had relegated him to the deepest parts of the tunnels as they did not wish
him around. Working in peace and quiet, Ghendran was the most productive of
the crew as his tunnels were quickly formed and with precision. While others
struggled to meet the demands given to them, Ghendran worked his way up in
responsibility. Ghendran was happy that his work was recognized, yet the
burdens placed upon his shoulders was not what he wanted. He did not want
this responsibility and only wanted to do simple task where he could be left
alone.

However Ghendran could not turn down as the guild directed him to take up the
new assignment to work on the tunnels directly below the city. Where true
calculated precision must be used to prevent cave ins or collapses from
above. As Ghendran got to work by first examining the existing tunnels which
had been prepared before he got there, he was aghast at what he found. These
tunnels went against the flow of the Earth and many showed signs of stress
and cracks. Probing into the Spirits around the earth and stone, he could
feel their pain at being forced to flow in such unnatural ways. What was
worse was the spirits spoke of a fault line which was forming between the
tunnels and the structures above, one which threatened the safety of everyone
Ghendran took this knowledge to the foremen who were designing the tunnels,
though they refused to listen to him. When they originally asked how he knew
of such a thing when no one else detected anything, they laughed when he told
them the stones had spoke of it. Crazy from being alone for so long among the
stones they told him, and his please were ignored.

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Chapter 4

Ghendran knew others looked at him in a strange way and whispered behind his
back about him, but this did not bother him in the least. He was happy being
alone deep within the tunnels of Craigstone, where he had so many tales
whispered to him by the spirits within the Earth. They were his friends and
family, as he always had a connection to them from his earliest memory. He
could not imagine a world where they were not there, for they were apart of
him like his own arm.

More so, Ghendran felt a connection to the earth and stones around him as he
could manipulate and guide them in many ways others could not. It could not
be denied that he had such a talent and his parents thought that maybe giving
him something to focus upon would help him socialize more with others.
Ghendran honestly could care less, but the thought of teaching him to connect
even MORE with the earth and stones gave him excitement.

Enrolled in the school of arcane arts, Ghendran was clearly the youngest one
there as so many others appeared to be in their late teens. With the clear
age gap between him and the others and the rumors which surrounded him, it
was no surprise when Ghendran found himself isolated once again in this new
venture. While in general studies, those of the teachers sought to place each
student into their field of study and talent. At first the teachers sought to
place him into conjuration as it was clear he had a connection to the Earth
plane and how he always seemed to be speaking at stones. Yet as Ghendran
approached the conjuration hall, panic flooded across his face. He fell to
his knees and began to gibber in the language which none could understand,
with only now and then words in common. Fear, anger, rage is all that
Ghendran could mutter that others could understand, as he pleaded that the
elementals were in pain for being in this plane. Clearly madness indeed had
hold of Ghendran for no one would truly give such notions to the earth
elementals.

The teachers however knew that if he could not even accomplish the simplest
of task in summoning an elemental that he would never master the greater
arts. So it was determined that he would be enrolled in the study of
invocation. It was here that Ghendran became an excellent student as he
excelled past even the oldest of students as he had a strong affinity with
the Earth. Many thought he was cheating with some sort of talisman or aid yet
Ghendran would always tell them that the key was just listening to the Earth
spirits and working with them, not against them. There was no strict order or
command but a flow to mastering that of the Earth. Where one could guide the
power through the earth, but any attempts to wrestle control and it would
tear you or the Earth asunder. Of course, he was laughed at and mocked by the
students and even the teachers. But Ghendran could care less as usual.

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Chapter 3

It took Ghendran longer then most children to start speaking any language
which could be understood by others. Granted, for years he had babbled in a
strange way where one could swear he was talking to someone or something. Yet
none of Craigstone who heard him could ever make anything of it. Being
isolated and lack of interaction with others also played a huge role in late
blooming in his interaction.

Though as Ghendran started to learn to speak, he would still at times revert
into that gutteral babble which he had made as a child. But slowly he seemed
to start to interact more and more with those around him, as if now being
able to speak and understand opened up a new door to his life.

Ghendran would interact with his parents more and more and any others who
were around him, and this gave hope to them that perhaps he was finally
starting to be like every other child. However this was tempered with strange
and troubling tales which he would speak of. Ghendran could often be heard
speaking to the stones now in both the gibberish and common tongue. What
troubled his parents even more is that it appeared that Ghendran would pause
as if he was listening to some unknown thing and then responding in turn.
They would watch as Ghendran would have this odd conversation in which he was
the only one speaking. When his parents would ask him whom he was speaking
with, he would happily tell them that it was the spirits within the stones.
Hoping it was just an over active imagination, his parents prayed it was just
another phase in which he would grow out of with enough time.

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Chapter 2

Kaspiar was always aware of those hushed whispers as people would stare at
little Ghendran, and he could not blame them. It just was not natural for a
toddler to act as he did. He would sit hours upon the floor, directly pressed
up against the stone babbling and smiling as if it was his mother. And when
anyone would try to pick him up and pull him away, the screams that would
come from that child was something fierce.

Magadinla had falled into a bit of depression as she blamed herself for
Ghendrans odd behaviors. She believed if she had only tried harder to make
that bond with him as a newborn, that he would be more social to those around
him. That he wouldnt be so cold to someone elses touch, or just give them
a blank stare when they tried to interact with him. But with her depression,
Ghendran's care had fallen onto a nurse who gave him the bare attention. Only
to change and feed him, as no one seemed to feel comfortable around him and
often times he was left alone in his room.

This did not seem to bother little Ghendran as he would always be found in
the spot which he was left with a smile upon his face. It was only when
another living soul tried to interact with him, that his face would change.
Most times his little brow would furrow as he stared blankly at the person,
with little to no emotion given to the interaction. But as soon as he would
be set down, life would return to his face and once again he would play with
the stones around him.

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Chapter 1

'I don't know dear, there just seems to be something..off about him. Just
look at him staring off at the stone wall.' Looking down at his newborn son,
a nervous look spreads across the newly made father Kaspiar. 'oh hush, he is
perfect in every way!' scolds his wife Maggadinla, her hair matted and sweat
still beading down her forehead. The look lingers a bit longer on Kaspiars
face, as he bends down to get a better look upon his sons face. Yet the
newborn stares past him and smiles at something unseen behind Kaspiar
sending a shiver down his back.

Picking up his son, Kaspiar places him in the arms of Magadinla as a soft
whimper can be heard coming from this tiny bundle as if he did not like the
touch. Ten fingers and toes and everything APPEARED to be ok with him,
perhaps this was just some newborn thing that he would grow out of. Though
Kaspiar could not shake this feeling of dread building up within him.

Magadinla however had pushed all of this aside as she looked down at her
precious little baby with a smile. Touched, simple or down right broken, she
did not care for in her eyes this little bundle was perfect in every way.
Even the midwife cautioned that some babies would not latch and that it was a
normal thing. Magadinla was sure that the connection and bond would soon
follow, or so she hoped.

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