<div style="text-indent:1em;">Anil was wandering the roads again, as he had been for the past few weeks. He never seemed to be able to stay in one place for too long, and so he took to exploring the area around him. Once he had done that, Anil decided to go farther and farther away from his home, his parents believing he would be fine on his own because they had raised him to be a respectful young man. They knew a time would come when he would leave, and it all started after an incident a few years ago.</div><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;"><span style="font-style: italic">When Anil was 13, he had been playing in the woods near his family's home. He climbed up one of the biggest trees he could as his mother and father watched him, but near the top a branch snapped and sent him hurtling towards the ground. Before he would have hit the earth below him, a small twister formed between him and the ground, cradling him and keeping him safe from harm. His parents knew from that point that something was truly special about their child.</span></div><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">The roads were oddly barren today, no travelers or merchants to keep him company along the way. Anil thought little of it, seeing as it was noontime and they would likely have stopped to water their animals. He continued for another hour or so until Anil smelled something in the air. Smoke, and burning flesh. Of course, Anil only knew what scent that was because he had burned himself carrying a hot pot to the dinner table. Taking a deep breath, Anil began sprinting toward the source of the smell, being almost carried by the wind in his swiftness. It did not take long before he finally came to a hill which overlooked a town, still smoking in parts from whatever had occurred earlier today. He also saw a caravan approaching, and stepped to the side of the road. It stopped as it neared Anil, and a man came out in the garb of a monk.</div><br/><br/>"You must come with us to the Temple. It is not safe here for anyone now, and we know about your gift."<br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">Anil bowed respectfully to the monk, and said, "I can believe it is not safe, I smell the tainted smoke in the air." He proceeded to walk around and get into the caravan.</div>