Introductions:

Hmm ... Where should I start? In the beginning , the end or somewhere in the middle. Well let's start on earth prime 3 in the desert fortress home of the sand bending forge masters of Atlantians. Yes. There was the ocean perfect next door neighbor and island dwelling brethren's, but we the desert Alantians were at home. Their was our massive castle structure, made of pale stone. Master of forges burn hot all day and are hidden by a wall of stone. Markets line the outside and few have ever seen inside our walls. Humans were never allowed in, but our kind came in droves. It was peaceful. Our kind was a spiritual place, which strive to learn above all. Our crafting skill and actually power attested to this. My story behind this, is one of 4,000 saved before the great fall and the only one who could get back in and save them all. However let's discuss my life as a Royal desert Alantian.