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After five minutes of leaving the great white doors of Skyfall at the Falls of Lenticularis, Lucas Purevelion was upon the Angelbridge. Quite a few others were using it as a means between here and the Zeppelin Dock, and he blended in too with all the other syndicate members hanging around. Now and then a great zeppelin would fly past, some over head and some even just below the grand bridge.

At the meeting spot designated, he knew that the lucky chosen few would be standing there. However, he was disappointed to only see one so far. To get some more room, away from the others he thought it would be better to extend one side of the bridge. With his status he had the power invested to open a sky balcony on the side. Walking up to Selyne, of which he had learned her name now. He swiped a hand and a glow of light shimmered signalling as the walls of the birdge broke away brick by brick, they folded and formed a small semi-circular balcony that looked over the sky below.

'Welcome, Selyne' he softly said with a heartfelt smile. Walking onto the platform he invited her on. The world's breeze that passed the bridge was the most refreshing you could find anywhere in Occulas. 'I'm sure you won't be the only one to turn up. Either way, im sure they'll join at some point for their own reasons. However, this is perhaps a good moment for you to ask me any questions, without the others' he spoke more friendly now, less formal like before.

Since she was perhaps the newest to the group, i terms of joining Merlin, Hope or Asmodius College, he thought this would be a good chance to 'buff her out' so to say.

He raised his head to listen to her question, and then she said exactly the right thing. With a small forced exhale as he smiled, he looked to her and said 'Yes, there is' quite simply, he didn't elaborate until after carefully taking the small glowing light from the end of his blades hilt. And placing it before them the light shun larger, but not brighter, as he began to explain. 'Some other students may already know, but there is a cycle. '

'The Isle of Elexir is an important island off the east coast of Occulas. ' he began shaping a map from the light in what was now a small white sheet before them. 'After this cycle is nearing its end, the Injustira Syndicate is held responsible for protecting the island. ' the picture zoomed in to the island, outlining its shape as the magical white essence and light shifted. And then it showed a side view, where a great magical barrier along the island's beach seemed to disappear and dark figures raised from the water. 'when the cycle is finished, our protection on the island is no more, and evil forces - The Scarred - attempt to take the island for the Well of Life.' and then the well was depicted, it was grand, beautiful and pure. 'With it, they intend to become whole again, pure and rid of their unfortunate traits long given to them from Hell.' and then visions of the figures becoming giant and fearful, but grey, took hold. 'With this power they would intend on becoming the dominant force in Magic Earth, to conquer our world and disrupting our impeccable time of peace. So, at the end of this cycle, we travel to the isle before the barrier wears thin and we renew it, whilst offering exceptional experience.' he finished with a smile as the image before them showed the evil presences get sucked back into the water, and the barrier renewed. It then all collapsed back into the very small orb of white light and drifted back to the Purevelion Blade, the blade itself disappearing as he covered it back with his clothes.

He placed his hands behind his back and slowly walked to the edge, looking over as a giant zeppelin roared from beneath and traveled past. 'We prepare for our trip across the skies' he then said, turning back and presenting 'The Lightcleaver' and he spoke rather proudly as the giant airship raised up behind him. It was larger than the other zeppelins and at the front was gilded with what seemed steel and silver. From the front the metal reached down the ships base and as it reached the middle it stretched vertically downwards for at least half the length of the ship. It was like a giant pin on the underbelly of the Lightcleaver.

Laxion

Laxion

Laxion

Although it may have seemed that some members couldn't make it... it seemed like something was stopping them. Laxion said that himself upon arriving, something about one of the Zeppelins being faulty. Lucas Purevelion could only wonder what was stopping the others, from the other schools. Hope and Merlin had not even delivered one student yet. And a student of Merlin would most definitely be helpful here.

As the Lightcleaver set sail through the wind nothing beside resting and small talk was involved. Later, though, the sun fell beneath the horizon and the sky was a beautiful abyss with stars piercing holes in the sky. For now it seemed the storm clouds were further east, towards the island.

Lucas noted how everyone was on the main deck of the ship, and realised this was a good time to set things in motion for the days ahead of them. Under his regal layers of cloth and intricate designs, entwined with enchanted metalic string, Lucas brought himself to the center of the deck. He looked to each member of the team individually, they didn't seem to know each other outside of this quest. the wind was surprisingly calm up here.

'May i take a portion of your time, Team Elixer' he began softly, quietly enough as to not disturb the gazing stars. 'Although not all the chosen have been able to make it' he said looked down at his scroll which had more information on it than before, he almost nodded whilst lifting his eyebrows, as if he saw some unexpected news. He then carried on with 'through various different, unexpected reasons - I thank you for being able to make it. Now i'll explain to you, in detail what i expect of you in the coming days.'

When he stopped speaking he carefully, if not suspiciously removed his sword hilt from under his robes. The blade was seemingly missing, unlike earlier when the sunlight spread across it. The tip of the hilt released a very small, bright light which floated up before suddenly expanding the light beyond the ships interior. It was like white, dusty white magic. Made of pure light, whiter than even the light of the sun.

'Once we arrive at the island, we will be on the west side and we will have to venture east towards the middle of the island. There, i expect you to assure the area is safe and undamaged.Shortly after we will all have to take part in regenerating the barrier surrounding the island. ' the light around them suddenly shifted to reveal images around them, as if they were standing on the center of the island already. This was imagery from Lucas' memory of the last annual rejuvenation. 'To do so, each of you will have to stand at a pillar and release the crystals within them at the same time. This is simple, but remember that the power of the crystals must be concealed again, precisely at the right moment. Or otherwise the enchantment will fail, causing it to be in need of re-enchanting from scratch. Which has not been done in over 100 years' he spoke as though there was no pressure on them.

'Any questions' he said, looking around at the team, behind them on the sky outside the ship were the landscape of the island. Exactly where Lucas stood was the Fountain of Youth. It was grand, alive and intricately designed by that of Lucas' guild. The Injustria Syndicate.