On the planet of Sylvarant, there was a great desert called Triet. Hidden near the dusty mountains and surrounded on all sides by sand and rock was a great door that led into one of the most well kept secrets of the magical world. A base of rebels and dissenters who refused to conform to the prejudiced ways of the world and instead worked to bring about a new era. One equal for all races, man and elf alike.
The leader of this army of Renegades was a half-elf named Yuan. Powerful in combat, both magical and physical, he was regal in every movement and held the absolute devotion of most of his followers. His long teal hair rested neatly in a low ponytail and his cerulean eyes sparkled with cunning and knowledge
Yuan walked swiftly through the crisp halls of his base. He had just received a message from Loki, an old friend whom he thought dead many years ago. Granted, Loki's magic could have kept him alive and Yuan should have considered that but the mage had disappeared hundreds of years ago and was only human, right?
He wasn't quite so sure anymore. As far as he knew, only one human had magic powerful enough to preserve his life for so long and that was a specific matter related to Kratos. Ah well, Loki had always been secretive and Yuan knew better than to pry into matters that don't concern him.
"Botta!" He shouted, gaining the attention of his second-in-command who was conversing with a group of engineers.
"Sir." he said, saluting."
"I have an appointment, you're in charge." Without waiting for a reply, he snapped his fingers and disappeared.
Yuan materialized in the secluded cabin he had been preparing and was greeted by the sight of his old friend. His hair was in a longer cut and his eyes sparkled with a greater knowledge but other than that, the sorcerer had changed little. Yuan frowned internally at that. As far as he knew, Loki was just a moderately powerful mortal, but evidently that was not the case.
"Loki," He greeted.
"Yuan." The two powerful beings stared at each other, assessing and curious. Loki's eyes flashed and Yuan had to fight back a gasp. Of course. Loki was an Asgardian, not only that but a powerful one.
"It seems that you are more than you seem to be." Yuan said at last. Loki flashed a smirk.
"Of course."
Yuan observed him carefully for a moment before filing his deductions for perusal on a later date. Snapping his fingers, he summoned a key and tossed it to the green-eyed man.
"Well then, you should know that elves are tolerated, half-elves are hated, and humans are welcome. Keep a close watch on the movements of Desians but do not interfere. If you are discovered I will not risk my work for you." Yuan stated.
"I would not expect you to." Loki responded crisply.
"You should also know that the borders are magically monitored. Should any enter with the intent to harm, you will be alerted immediately." Yuan added. Loki raised an eyebrow.
"That was not part of the specifications." The asguardian noted, a hint of suspicion in his tone.
"I am not an imbecile. I know why you chose to call in a favor after so many years. Your erratic behavior and the recent disruptions throughout multiple dimensions made that clear enough. I only ask that you do not bring your fight to my world, we have enough trouble as it is."
Loki blinked, hiding his shock, and nodded. He had no idea that the half-elf was so in tune to the song of Yggdrasil.
"I will leave you to it. Try not to contact me again. My debt is repaid." Without waiting for a reply, the half-elf turned on his heel and vanished.
Loki smiled as he viewed his new home. It was the perfect place to raise a son.
****Sylvarant is taken from a lovely game called Tales Of Symphonia. The characters will only be minor and exist on the fringes of the story but if you want to look up the lore, the world will make more sense.