Populus

Fighting Name: Populus Free Man of the Hills
Race: Earth Elemental
Unit: Wolfmarrow
Houses: None
Realm: Galladorn (Cincinatti)
Fighting since: 2014

Populous the earth elemental freeman of the hills

A younger samurai named Stich was wandering the highlands. His fresh energy and renewed sense of self kept him vigilant. He never expected the earth to move against him, and here he was flat on his ass because of it.

Stich looked up at the sentient dirt before him. It looked down and offered what might have been a smile. There were so many different forces of magic at play that it made Stich’s head spin. Elementals were normally summoned by a high level caster, this one seemed tethered to no such source. “Tell me your story.” Stich found himself saying suddenly the large collection of rocks and shrubbery sitting with a loud thud.

“I am Populous, freeman of the hills.” It said triumphantly extending an arm that held a deep magic within. “We can exchange peace” he said sternly holding a ceremonial pipe. The two exchanged many words that lasted throughout the night. Stich had learned of his far travels meeting many mythical beast along the way also exchanging peace with them. Through this mutual understanding the Elemental had gained its own source of magic to stay tethered to their plain.

The forces of nature stirred in its eyes. A deep rage for the mistreatment of its kin, quelled by a deep love and understanding of stronger forces at play. “We have free will” Populous began. “That means we can choose to fight for the right cause, or not fight at all. But it also means some fight for their cause right or not.” He looked deeply into Stich’s soul in that moment, stirring something deep within, though yet unknown. “As long as your will is your own you shouldn’t fear.”

As quickly as he appeared, he was gone. A friendly reminder from the earth itself that existence could be more if you willed it. A reminder that sentience is a gift not to be treaded lightly. A reminder of what it means to be free.