"Come in, Vvurdeni."

"I have always heard of your kind. Masters of runes and forging. Long dead and wiped out by the hubris of advancement. Please do tell me about yourself."

A ashen-skinned 5'4 elf with ashen hair begins to speak, nervously twiddling its thumbs.

"Of course, sir.. My name is ironically Vvurdeni. My parents called me the uh, the pride of what is to be Vvurdeni."

"I'm quite young for my kind. And, an apprentice of Ghathzgar. Well, an apprentice of him, before he became king, and my homeland's destruction."

"Never really started my chapter on Rune forging. But! I am quite talented in general forging. And, ah. Of course. I used to follow the Star."

"Mh, well. It's quite nice seeing a person who's in a situation akin to my own. Now then, next please~"

The Vvurdeni walks away, as a menacing, hulking brute walks forward. His primordial green eyes flash lightning through the gaps of his helmet.

"It is so nice, meeting another emeraldite.. Please do ignore my tone, though. Do tell your uh, story."

The hulking man takes off his helmet. Showing his yellow hair and pale skin.

"I am a son of Planu, or known as the Drakin."

The man gently rubs the helmet in his hands.

"I am of the first few to die against the Apothics.. Defending the father's weakened body."

"I am not blind to loyalty to the father, the recent generations have talked about. It frankly sickens me, the infection of change."

"I am talented in generalized forging. Primarily, weapons were made for skewering. Fore they were the weapons that represented the father's penitence against our foes."

"Ah of course.. My name is Amphisbaena, the 9th. But I go by Amph."

"You do seem much more thoughtful. Compared to your thoughts..." 

"And to be frank, my very existence is quite weak when formed... Unlike you and your stories.."

The Vohl starts to wave its hands jollily and begins to speak.

"I have created and figured out what we should do, in regards of creating our new avatar."

"It shall be.. 30% to the Vvurdeni, 30% to the Planu descendant, and 40% to me."

"Everybody shall have some sort of say, in or out of body. Depending on the vote and control % owned."

The Vohl claps its hands.

"Now then, Vvurdeni and the Planu descendant. Time to create~"

"I do quite like your name though.. So we're keeping Vvurdeni."