[Setting: The time period is post-Avatar Wan (the very first Avatar), where the Lion Turtles have finally left the humans after years of providing them with bending and the spirits have been sealed away into their own world. The new Avatar is currently only ten years old, but will be an NPC played by me if needed. Remember, most advanced forms of bending such as metal-bending, blood-bending, and maybe even lightning-bending may not have been created yet. Don't do ridiculously powerful things, either.
Posting order: Me, Catherine, Beanie, Blaze, and Jo
If the next person in line does not post within exactly 2 days of the last post, they can be skipped.
Air: Eirika (Blaze)
Fire: Jia Le (Beanie)
Water: Wolfgang (Catherine)
Earth: Darwin (Kendall), James (Jo)]
It had been years since Wan the peacemaker had passed away; Darwin had only been about seven or eight then, but he remembered his parents telling him stories of the great man who wandered throughout the world to create peace and balance among the warring nations. The loss of the spirits, his mother had said, had been a chaotic time; while some spirits had been malevolent and dangerous, many others were peaceful and lived in harmony with the humans. The world's balance had been thrown off, but with Wan's intervention had begun to shift back towards its regular state, before he had allegedly attacked the great evil spirit Vaatu and set the world onto thousands of years of chaos.
Of course, having never witnessed any of these events or even seen the great man himself, he didn't know the whole story. But it was a fair assumption to say Wan had been a bit stupid.
Shivering in the cold mist of that morning, Darwin wrapped his cloak tighter around himself on his way to the village market, laden with an empty basket hanging in the crook of his arm to make the day's purchases. His feet were covered in leather wrappings, tied together with a thick string to keep it from falling off his foot; as an earthbender he hated losing full contact with the ground, but it couldn't be helped today. It was just too damned cold. His ears felt like they were about to fall off; his wide-brimmed, circular hat did nothing to keep his ears warm. The boy just hoped that the villagers hadn't been kept away by the frost, or else he'd have to return home emptyhanded to his poor father and mother, two farmers barely eking out a living with their farmland. It was lucky that he and his mother were both earthbenders -- the bandits around the countryside barely bothered them, having had an unfortunate encounter two years ago.
And so, as the wind blew harshly against him during his walk, he steeled his nerves and trudged on into the misty morning.
Posting order: Me, Catherine, Beanie, Blaze, and Jo
If the next person in line does not post within exactly 2 days of the last post, they can be skipped.
Air: Eirika (Blaze)
Fire: Jia Le (Beanie)
Water: Wolfgang (Catherine)
Earth: Darwin (Kendall), James (Jo)]
Beginnings
It had been years since Wan the peacemaker had passed away; Darwin had only been about seven or eight then, but he remembered his parents telling him stories of the great man who wandered throughout the world to create peace and balance among the warring nations. The loss of the spirits, his mother had said, had been a chaotic time; while some spirits had been malevolent and dangerous, many others were peaceful and lived in harmony with the humans. The world's balance had been thrown off, but with Wan's intervention had begun to shift back towards its regular state, before he had allegedly attacked the great evil spirit Vaatu and set the world onto thousands of years of chaos.
Of course, having never witnessed any of these events or even seen the great man himself, he didn't know the whole story. But it was a fair assumption to say Wan had been a bit stupid.
Shivering in the cold mist of that morning, Darwin wrapped his cloak tighter around himself on his way to the village market, laden with an empty basket hanging in the crook of his arm to make the day's purchases. His feet were covered in leather wrappings, tied together with a thick string to keep it from falling off his foot; as an earthbender he hated losing full contact with the ground, but it couldn't be helped today. It was just too damned cold. His ears felt like they were about to fall off; his wide-brimmed, circular hat did nothing to keep his ears warm. The boy just hoped that the villagers hadn't been kept away by the frost, or else he'd have to return home emptyhanded to his poor father and mother, two farmers barely eking out a living with their farmland. It was lucky that he and his mother were both earthbenders -- the bandits around the countryside barely bothered them, having had an unfortunate encounter two years ago.
And so, as the wind blew harshly against him during his walk, he steeled his nerves and trudged on into the misty morning.