Guardians of the Zalir Caves#2

Chapter#2-Notes and Orbs

Even though there was peace for two whole days, I could tell that Onakar was planning something. Something devious, tricky, and mischievous. But he didn’t succeed.
One day Onakar didn’t come out to give me my lessons. I went to his room, he was gone! I went to his pillow and found a note. It read:
Dear Telira,
I have gone to a mage conference and will be back next week, go out around places where many creatures are, you’ll know why when you look this up:
Mages Magic
Familiars
Pg. 55
Practice your magic, and improve,
Onakar

Well, I’ll have to open the book with something other then my hand, I thought, looking at the markings of the bite of a snapping turtle and laughed. Onakar knew a good time.
Something in the corner of the room caught my eye. It was a crystal orb, and its surface was rippling. Out of it came a small package, inscribed to me. I opened the package and inside was a small jewel. As soon as I touched the small jewel it exploded! After I recovered from being blown back a hundred yards, I looked at the package and found a note, it read:

Dear Telira,
I am a good friend of Onakar’s and heard he had an apprentice. I am a crystal mage, and know Onakar from last year’s Mage Gathering. (I was the one who had the nerve to put exploding crystals behind the fire mages.) That was funny! I too have an apprentice now, her name is Crystala.
Hope you liked the crystal,
Jula

I decided to send a package for the mage’s apprentice, Crystala. I then sent it through the jewel by tapping it three times the saying, “Crystala,” and then put the package through the orb.
I then decided to look up the page in the book; I opened it with a shell. To my surprise, Onakar hadn’t set any traps. I turned to the page and read;
A full mage always has two familiars of their element. Only Time and Space Mages can have more than two. Aura mages have only one, yet all.
Then it continued into the reason mages have an element, instead of being of all elements. Then I need another familiar.
“Avalon, we need to go out to Dragon’s Rock, to search for another familiar.”


I swam around Dragon’s Rock, a large rock in Zalir that a dragon used to live; there were now just a lot of creatures around it. Then I saw it, a Dragon Fish with the mark of Zalir on its shoulder. I went up to it, and it looked at me,
“Familiar? It is you! My name is Avara, what is yours?” It asked politely.
“Telira, and this is Avalon,” I gestured to Avalon.
“Hello Avara,” Avalon said.
After we got to the grotto, I went to read the passage about why all mages have an element, it read;

Iyra
A Mage stands on the edge of a cliff, her cape billowing in the wind, watching the town below come to life.
She is Iyra, the first mage, a mage of Aura, magic itself.
A Noqua, stands next to her, wings folded, white fur glistening.
He is Lyrak, familiar of Iyra.
He asks, what happened, and she replies.
The village, Lyrak, they did laugh at me.
They work in their fields and fish in the sea, they run and they play, and they laugh at me.
Do they not know what you can do? He asks.
You can control the Earth, breathe in the Sea, swim in the fire, fly with the Sky, sleep with the Crystals, live with the Dragons, play with the Moon, go back in Time, see through the Dark, and dim the Light.
Do they not know what you can do? He asks again.
Yes, they do, and that’s why they laugh.
I am alone, except for you.
I am a mage, the only one.
I alone have Aura.
The Earth possesses no Aura, and neither the Sea.
The Fire hath not, and the Sky has none.
The Crystals are dull, and the Dragons never had any.
The Moon’s was never there, and Time is gone.
The Dark’s is nonexistent and Light is not of Aura.
I alone have Aura, except for you.
I am Iyra, a mage of Aura, magic itself.


Townsfolk

Farmers are in fields, fishermen at sea, the children play, blacksmiths work in their forge, and the king is in his castle.
The farmers are busy in their fields, and they say that they think that the mage should be killed, because she’s a witch, but how.
One says she should be burnt at the stake.
One says she should be hung.
One says she should be thrown off a cliff.


And one says she should be thrown to dragons.
The farmers vote and they declare that they will burn her, without a care.
The next day Iyra is in town, and see’s the farmer’s suspicious glares.
They capture her and tie her up, and set her on a pile of logs.
They strike two rocks and she hears the rocks scream, as they set fire to her.
She now sits in the heat humming happily to herself, that they will never succeed.
The fire calms down and they set her free, wondering how it could be that she is alive instead of fried.

Iyra

Iyra angrily soars up to the cliff and has an idea.
I will give Aura to the Earth, the Water, the Sky, and the Flames.
To the Crystals, the Dragons, Time, and Space.
And so she does and over time the Farmers wonder why their hair has a green streak.
The fishermen wonder why they can breathe underwater.
The Blacksmiths wonder why the Fire tickles them.
And so did other mages appear.
The Farmers apologized and were taught Earth Magic.
The Fishermen came to learn Water Magic.
And the Blacksmiths learned Fire Magic.


And so my young friend, you have heard the end.
But yet a new beginning of Mages, Earth, Water, Air, Fire, Crystal, Draconic, Time, & Space.


How interesting, I thought to myself.
Throughout the next few days, I practiced my magic, and studied, also setting up the biggest trap. When Onakar came back, every leech that saw him would attack, and sand bombs would be thrown in his face when he came into the grotto.
I waited in the safety of my room, and then I heard the sand bombs go off, when they stopped, I looked out of my room. Onakar was there, looking like he was made of sand, leeches were in the water, and he was grinning.
“I decided that you would like a welcome back present,” I told him.
“Aye, thanks,” He said.
“Telira, who is he?” Avara asked.
“This is Onakar, my mentor,” I told him.
“Onakar, meet Avara, my other familiar,” I told him.
“Nice to meet you, Avara,” He said politely.
“Nice to meet you too,” Avara responded.

The next day, I was awakened by Onakar, who wanted me to get some snapping turtles. When I went to go get them, I heard a calm voice from Onakar’s room; I walked in and saw Onakar, sitting at his desk, talking to a face in the orb, it was a woman with black hair and a green streak.
“You think I’m going to come down there, just so you can turn me into a cactus? Unlikely!”
“But Onakar,” The calm voice said, “I have a new apprentice, you should meet her,”
“Oh no, another Earth-mage? What is that world coming to?” Onakar looked at another face in the sapphire; it was a young girl’s she had brown hair, with a green streak. “Hi, I think I’m going to send you a welcome to Apprenticeship welcome present! Or my apprentice will,” He told the girl.
“Don’t you dare!” The lady shouted. Onakar sighed,
“All right, all right, by the way, how’s Jula? I haven’t heard from her in a while,” Onakar asked.
“She’s traveling, why don’t you-“
“Visit her? Nice try. Telira! Where’s my snapping Turtles?!” He nodded to the mages, who I figured were Earth-Mages, and then said, “Bye!”
“Who were they?” I asked.
“Xirna and her new apprentice, she tries daily to get me to go to Anaril so she can turn me into a cactus.” Onakar laughed.
“Why does she want to turn you into a cactus?” I asked.
“Because I blew a sand bomb in her face,” Onakar laughed even harder.
“Really? She sounded angry,” I replied.
“Earth-Mages, so boring, no fun at all,” He sighed.
“What do they do for fun?” I asked.
“Grow plants and flowers, as I said, boring,” He said dryly.
“That is boring,” I agreed.
“Let’s work,” he said.
“Elnn Tadaela, Telira,” Onakar Said.
“Elnn Tadaela, Onakar, Tre Kul Sun?” I replied.
“Elnn,” he replied casually.
Throughout that week, we worked on greetings and more about communication orbs.
Then we heard a voice coming from Onakar’s room,
“Onakar, get to your communication orb already!” The voice called.
“Jula!” Onakar Shouted. He ran to his room and they saw a blond-haired woman with a crystal staff.
“So you’re the one who sent me the exploding jewel,” I said.
“Yes, hope you liked it, my apprentice made it,” She said.
“I loved it,” I replied.
“Good, Crystala liked the sand bomb you sent her. Crystala, do you want to talk to Onakar’s apprentice, Telira?” She yelled to someone, in a bouncy way.
“Yes!” A young voice replied in the background.
I stepped up to the orb as a face appeared, “Hi, you must be Crystala, I hope you liked the sand bomb,” I said.
“I loved it! I was blown ten feet into the air! Hope you liked the jewel!” She said happily.
“I loved it! I was blown back a hundred yards!” I replied joyfully.
“Good,” she replied.
“I need to get Onakar his snapping turtles, talk to you later!” I said.
I walked to a small tide pool, got two snapping turtles, and handed them to Onakar.
“Klash Sun,” he said bouncily.
Onakar left the grotto, so I decided to read. When he came back, he had a silvery bundle in his hands.
“What is that?” I asked.
“Your apprentice robe,” he handed me a silver fish scale robe, and a serpentleather belt. I put them on, it was a perfect fit.
“Now for your wand,” Onakar said. He handed me a Zaliricite wand with a coral handle. “But I need to charge it,” he said, tapping it on the water three times, holding the third the longest, “That’s how you charge your wand.” He said, handing it to me.
“Thanks,” I said.
“Now I want you to fill this tide pool,” he said.
“How?” I asked.
“Look for a pattern in the water, and in everything around you,” He said.
I looked at the ocean’s glistening water on the sand of the grotto, and then I saw a pattern, the fish swimming in and out of anemone, the coral breathing, and the ocean calling and whispering to everything. I saw the pattern and pushed it to my wand,
“Good job, Telira! Marvelous work!” Onakar exclaimed. I looked at the tide pool, glistening water filled it, and fish darted out of the anemone and coral.
I went up to the tide pool and spoke to the fish, who said that I did perfect, the water, saying I didn’t put too many fish in it, which it was happy for, and the coral and anemone, who were just happy.
“Klash Sun Lon Yui Hiallariati,” I whispered to them.
“I’m going to get some rest,” I told Onakar, and raced to my bed.

I looked around, an Air-Mage was above me, and I could hear a plant screaming in pain. I looked at a fern; it was now a twisted weed. “Dark-Mage, Dritan, do not trust him or his apprentice. Heal the plant, I can’t take the pain!” A voice cried out. I looked down at my robes; I was an Earth-Mage! I tried healing the plant, but it didn’t work. “Earth, give me wisdom!” Then a voice came to my mind, it was deep and rumbling. “Medu” It cried. “Medu,” I pushed out through a wooden wand. It looked a little better.
“You’re the Midsummer Flower?” A Dark-Mage sneered behind me. “I’m going to have to talk to sour Xirna, meanwhile, you can play with my apprentice, Darula,” He said as a black figure appeared.
I bolted up, I was back to myself. Whoever that was must have been Xirna’s apprentice. And she is the Midsummer Flower? Oh, No! I’m going to be stuck with an Earth-Mage! I thought despairingly.
I told Onakar about my dream,
“I feel sorry for you…and myself. This means that-” He was cut off by the familiar voice of Xirna.
“Onakar...” She called sweetly. And we rushed to Onakar’s room.
“Hello Xirna, what is it, your being more sweet than usual, either, you’re very desperate, or there is news.” He said dryly.
“When are you-Is that your apprentice?” Xirna asked. I waved bouncily. I saw the girl in the background; she saw me and dropped the scrolls she had been holding, her eyes wide. I groaned. I’m going to be stuck with her, I thought painfully.