~An hour ago~
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[GreyDominion: Wait.]
[GreyDominion: WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT. I've seen that guy before. Where have I seen him before?]
[FinchTheDiddler: Oh, you've got to be fucking kidding me.]
[SpellSeeker: That is not a normal Fire Elemental.]
[EpicPelvis: LMAO. He is so unbelievably fucked.]
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The chat had reacted almost the instant Grey appeared on the competition grounds, long before Grey himself understood there was anything unusual about the solitary Elemental sitting on a rock.
Veyrath wasn't merely talented. He was a Prince.
Among Elementals, the title had nothing to do with royalty in the way humans understood it. Princes were nobles of their respective elements, inheritors personally blessed by their ancestors and chosen as possible futures of their Clans, existences expected to carry an entire elemental lineage forward if they survived long enough to mature.
