<div align="center">(http://i46.tinypic.com/350nf6f.jpg)</div>Originally, the summon had come for her father.  She thought back to that day: the mists hung low over the village the morning the messenger rode up.  As daughter of the chief, Sulis was privy to the writings on the parchment: The Avatar had been named and his presence at the naming ceremony was required.  Within the day, Cael had packed and was leaving. The message told of a need for a bending master to teach the young Avatar, and with none better than his own daughter, Sulis had been thrust into a life she had not asked for.<br/><br/>Arriving in the walls of the Earth Kingdom city, Sulis was treated to sights beyond her dreams.  Richly colored banners adorned the corners of every building on the way to the temple. Sulis stared as she approached the temple-the building was small, but painted with rich crimsons and glorious golds.<br/><br/>Cael had already been in the temple for an easy 3 hours. Sulis sighed, circling the gardens for the thousandth time. Nervous at meeting the Avatar, she found herself more bored than excited.  Padding across the bright hued flowers, Sulis started as the doors to the inner courtyard swung open.<br/>"Miss...?" A robed man peered from the doors and bllinked at the light.  Sulis nodded, approaching the threshold.  Dark surrounded her as her eyes adjusted, but she looked at the shapes of those within. Slowly her eyes adjusted, and she could make out her father sitting at the far end of a low table, surrounded by a series of similarly aged man and women.<br/><br/>She stopped and stared as her eyes circled the room and stopped on the figure of the Avatar.