Prologue:
On a world, different from our planet, there is a divide. The land known as Vash Narada is divided in five. There are five tribes, five cultures, five different traditions, and five different histories. This legend is about five different people.
Before you meet the children in time you must understand Vash Narada's past. The world is divide into five tribes fire, water, earth, air, and darkness. To survive this world you split your soul into two parts and give your soul to a spirit creature. Your tribe represents the form of your creature. Choose carefully for your creature is your life you get one or you die. Only one can be yours.
First we will meet water. The people of the water are silent and calm they know not of rage or hate. They choose to learn the language of others and have become known for their powerful healing abilities. They choose to share their souls with seals, otters, whales, sharks, and fish.
The second people are the people of earth. They rarely choose to speak because they can only speak in truths. They are renowned for their great wisdom and battle tactics. They are strong and resilient, making great blades of metal. They join their souls with bears, deer, rabbits, and mice. The oldest of the woods, they're capable of living for hundreds of years.
The third tribe is strange to say the least, they people of the air. Wise and swift of feet, their spirits fly free. They are nomadic moving large distances, traveling the world without most knowing that they were even there. They share their souls with gulls, eagles and sparrows. They love the feeling of the wind above all else.
The forth is fire, the ruler of the land. There are few of fire but those of are living never die. Like the phoenix they meld with when they die they burst into flames but are reborn out of the ashes. They are strong of spirit as the dragon (the greatest of spirit creature). Gifted with a bow, their numbers have dwindled down to five.
The final is hidden by shadow, the tribe of Darkness. They are creatures of the night. Dark and hidden in fright of the light they are rarely seen or heard from.
There is one more you might meet on this journey the light! The legend, the great, has never been met for the last three thousand years. He is the true ruler of Vash Narada. His creature is said to be shape shifter a beautiful snow white bird when found wild. He ruled during the time of great peace and hope the golden age when the cultures flowed and blended. The world now his dark, isolated, and frightened. This world has almost broke had it not been for the dream to see the return if the true king.