The black abyss of night. Only the stars and the humble glow of the lava flow rivers escaping into the sea. My home. But I am jumping ahead of myself. I am Tai, a De-Matoran. A chronicler. The only chronicler, or De-Matoran for that matter, on the island. This is not your normal island. It is large, granted, but floating in an endless sea. The Desert to the north is the great village of Stone, Po-Exis. Below is the jungles of air, Le-Exis. East of that, the swamps begin to freeze as a sign of ice, Ko-Exis. Below that the stone chord, a tunnel, connecting of Onu-Exis with surface. Ta-Exis slopes down the volcano of the region of Fire. Ga-Exis is built on, and around a large lake in the midle of dense forest. Fe-Exis villages of Metal are scattered throughout the land. My home is in the Fe-Exis town of the Glowing Rod Docks. The port is centred on the southern most edges of the island, even further south than the Void Forest, and is used to transport our metal works to the other villages. I occasionally take the boats, to chronicle. Three other ports are found on the islands. One on Dragoon Tooth Island, One being the Traders Haven in the desert and the final called then Wetland Gates of the Air village. Each section is ruled by Turaga. The towns themselves have their own rulers but they simply ease the tasks of the Turaga. The Leader of Traders Haven overseas the transport of all the cargo and such around the island over the land. Dragon's tooth is owned by the Turaga of Iron as it is the perfect spot to forge. It sits between burning lava and frozen tundra. Now you may be thinking why is the climate so different in such a small space? Well that is because of our greatest asset here on Miru Exis-Nui. The ExiSphere. It is a combination of all the Elements we possess here on the Island. When divided, it creates an influence over the land to generate the climate and environment. The Heart of Water, Pillar of Air, Mountain of Ice, Spark of Iron, Dagger of Earth, Dune of Stone and the Rage of Fire. Each of found in a secret temple hidden and protected by their element. They contained the essence of their element. Our life, our power flows through them and it through us. I have seen the Spark of Iron... it is a beautiful thing to behold. Legend says that the power of the ExiSphere shall be given to those who call upon it. But I have never seen it. I’m not sure anyone has seen it. Today is a wondrous day to go exploring. Although I cannot see the ExiSphere, I am going to be the first Matoran in history to chronicle the ExiSphere Fragments. I already have the Spark of Iron (which was no easy task) and next is the Rage of Fire. It is said to be in the roaring flames of an angry volcano, and only those with the courage, strength and peace of mind can find it. A long journey ahead of me, and i can’t even get past the Red Steel Gates. They are the only entrance to our particular village, and they protect us from intruders. But they are notoriously hard to get past. Maybe if I wait for the departure of the cargo being sent to the dock, I can sneak out...
This is Tai the Chronicler, The story of a De-Matoran
Edited by Astrotorical, Oct 19 2011 - 09:20 PM.