Finally, I have found time to put down this rp idea on paper, metaphorically of course. It is called “The elementalists guild”, and is rather highly developed, not by me, I have to confess. The prologue goes along this lines: Six thousand years ago, what we know as earth was nothing as we believe it was. In that time, the whole earth was covered by extremely developed civilization powered by eight mystical crystal spires called the elemental hearths. Each hearth stood for one element, and in each generation it chose one person to empower it by it’s essence, and make him/her it’s guardian, and thus granted him/her a seat at celestial council that ruled the civilization. The eight elements were three matters: Air (gas), Water (liquid), and stone (solid); three energies: Fire (heath), Lightning (electricity), and Arcanum (magic); and two halves of living force: Spirit and Nature. But, near five thousand years ago, a guardian of Arcanum, whose name and gender are lost in the floods of time, went nearly insane with the power, and started war with the conquer on his/hers mind. Since the element of Arcanum gave him absolute protection, even from the rest of guardians, and the guardian’s didn’t give ground easily, the war had devastating effects upon the face of the earth. Yet, the greatest disaster was yet to come, for near the end of that millennium, in desperate act against the ever more power-growing fallen guardian, the rest of guardians committed the act of terrible consequences. They struck at the source of the Fallen’s power – at the Hearth of Arcanum. The destruction wrought by that act had split the by that time one land, and separated it on the continents we know of in this time. The recuperating period lasted for a few centuries, and the memory of the great civilization was lost from near all of minds of the inhabitants of the earth. Degraded by those events, new somewhat primitive civilizations started rising all over the now split earth. But, there was also another consequence of the breaking of the Hearth of Arcanum, you see, the loss of balance between the elements caused the dissipation of the elemental energy and in the races children were borne with the powers of elements in their blood. Those who hadn’t forgotten the civilization of old seaked out those blessed with the elements, and trained them in the use of their powers to the best of their abilities, and imparted within them the sad story of the civilization of old, urging them to be careful not to repeat what happened. But alas, in the hearth of all is the capacity to do evil, and some had disregarded the warnings of the sages of old, and used their powers for purposes of evil. Another age of war had begun, yet this one was rather hidden from normal, nonsuspecting inhabitants of earth. Finally, at the year 526 b.c. four of the strongest elementalists, as those who fought for preservation of earth and freedom from tyrannical misuses of elements had started to call themselves, united their mutual powers, and those of their apprentices, and one by one destroyed the ‘evil-doers’. In the aftermath of those wars those four, named Julius Astrlius, Halvian Planar, Celestina Moragor, and Hecatha Meyen, decided to keep their alliance, recognizing the fact that there would always be those ready to misuse their talents. They named their union the Elementalist’s guild, and so they and their disciples could work in peace hidden themselves from the normal human folk who by now were the most numerous, and unfortunately most envious race on the earth. Yet, the other races urged the Grandmasters of the guild to hide them as well, and thus became the multi-racial nation of the guild, guildians for short. Yet, even between the Grandmasters, divisions existed, and Astrilius, Planar, and Moragor established the three divisions of the elementalist’s, that were later named after them: The Astrals, the Planars and The Celests. Prophetic Hecatha, on the other side, envisioning the future, renounced the division she started to form, and instead developed the cult-like oracles whose purposes were secret. As time passed, the divisions had joined into Elementalist’s academy, and distanced themselves from mysterious and often insane seeming oracles. Yet, the darkhearted, recognizing the fact that by themselves they stand no chance against the guild, entered their own, although distrustful and uneasy, alliance. Only they themselves know the name of their organization, to the elementalists, they are known as the outcasts. More in some other post, for now this is enough.