The dryad frowned slightly, shaking her head as she sat down at the roots of her tree. For a long moment she said nothing, but then she spoke at last. "Yes, I do. Once, ages ago all six elements were part of Primal Chaos. An absolute power of creation and destruction. At that time, a demon came forth lusting for the power which could be had if it could claim the Primal Chaos for itself. A great war ensued...and eventually the demon was defeated. But it was too powerful to be killed. Instead it was imprisoned in its fortress deep within the mountains, in the monster's own fortress. Its power was ripped from it, sealed into the six elements as Primal Chaos was split into the six elemental powers. And every year the seal was renewed by the priests and priestesses who attended the elements. But now...I believe that the demon may be close to breaking free. The sealing has not been performed in over a century, so the barriers must have weakened. If it is not renewed soon...much may be lost. The war may begin once more."