Azcadelia | 25th of Spring | 153
Birds chirped in the sky contrasting with the powerful shouting of the Geysers nearby. Azcadelia had ventured to the heart of the Bronze Woods to find a place where she can meditate her energy in peace. It had been a long while since she had had time to herself; it had been weeks to be exact.
After fighting her way through some minor beasts and thicket woods she had made her way to the clearing. The time was noon and the nocturnal creatures were slumbering away in their dens; it would be a rude awakening when Azcadelia started to train herself.
The grass blew innocently in the wind, swaying to the east and her hair flew with it. The fire-red whips curled and furled in the eastward wind, brushing against her lightly powdered face and red stained lips - she had to look good wherever she went.
The Geysers erupted once more and the wind blew the hot steam cool as it hit her face softly. The cool mist was calming; it all was calming: the birds, the wind, the geyser, the grass and the very air around her. It was all well. Azcadelia took in a deep breath through her nostrils, that flared letting in the air into her lungs. The Djed inside her broiled through her, coming to rise in her finger tips.
She took stance, shoes off, barefoot in the grass. The cool grass tingled in her toes as her too long robes flowed behind her. The robes where jade green, matching her piercing eyes and the grass. Azcadelia drew in another breath and came together with her legs slightly spread and her arms lax by her side.
In broad sweeping to her right with her arms, the right one over taking the left, she pointed east, towards the wind. The wind blew against her open palm as her right leg came down in the same direction of her hands. She turned, slowly, and thrust the left arm in front of the right in a fist. The fist glowered as Djed formed over it. Then, in a broad sweeping arc over herself the left fist unclenched and the Djed came pouring in a small sweeping arc before bursting into flame and dissipating in the wind.
Now, with legs spread she jumped into a twirl and with hands held above her, mid twirl, a small eruption of Djed and flame came through in a tornadic display. Landing on her left foot she brought the right up to lock with her left knee. Now balancing on the left foot she held her arms out widely, open palmed before bring them up over her head in a loud clap. Turning her hands outwards as they declined in an arc to her side she released a stream of Djed that stood suspended in the air. Once her hands were by her sides she took in a breath and Djed ignited in response.
The heat was warm on her face, lighting it orange slightly before dying out in the wind. Azcadelia felt the warming of Djed flowing through her, she was ready to push to the limits.
With this thought she flew into a full sprint and tumbled over in a cartwheel and landing on her feet with arms outstretched a flow of Djed came from her fingers tips - igniting as it was released. Two horizontal pillars of flame roared before calming. The Geyser howled again in tune with a roar of fire that was released from her hands, pointed skyward. The mist and flame screamed against one another. Azcadelia cracked a grin.
More and more flame was shot all in the midst of acrobatic displays of prowess. Her robes flowed freely, her hands were hot and her body was free. The melding of Djed and caster were absolutely astounding. They worked in tune with one another and with each casting the flame grew more and more powerful - even Azcadelia's already fire-red hair seemed to grow brighter.
