You are human, you have earth magic, and is probably one of the last people to. You've always been human. How exactly was unknown, you've always lived in the realms as long as you can remember. You don't remember any family, and friends felt more like suggestions than a given. Though, I suppose isolation was a good way to bore yourself into learning how to wield your magic.

One day, however, while sat at a bar you overheard a few Techikks discussing the drama revolving around two humans, Mateo and Tyson that can teleport in and out of the realm. Insane, right? And apparently they were working alongside the legendary elven hero: Gwendolynn Loradi. ..or, y'know, just Gwen but that sounds far less dramatic. Back to the point - Humans. The group you thought were banished to Earth made a comeback. You couldn't help but be slightly excited, but you couldn't help but feel the jealousy linger in the back of your mind - can you blame yourself? These humans are being worshipped and helped along, but the second you take your hood off your treated with nothing but fear and discrimination

Today, you found yourself in one of the three major cities in the Fire realm. By now, after like a few - many - years of practically the same thing you've adapted a relatively simple routine; travel across the realms and trade/sell/buy anything you can in order to survive - oh, and make sure your ears and lack of tail is always hidden. It was rather boring.. until you heard a clatter, following the sound you peeped your head around a wall, and there you saw the humans and their Elven 'mentor' asking a Techikk cleric for some sort of information.