Air

Overview
To be Air is to be communication; the passing of ideas from one to another through books, or conversation, or song, or perhaps even dance. Air is rapidly changing, it never stays in the same place for too long and it seeks to be free and to explore. Air is the expression of a storm, or the intricacies of a puzzle, or the beauty in a lullaby. One should not need to go far to find the Air in themselves; every sigh of relief, or snort of laughter, or pause in curiosity is Air making itself known.

Air/Life
The Renyadir, The Travelling Breezes. The Renyadir are knowledge on the wind, the transfer of knowledge from one to another. They are the governors of the whispering winds, the sailing gales, and endless pollinating breezes. They desire is to spread information, seed, thought, and vessels to the endless bounds of creation. They want to share and communicate, move and travel, and facilitate the same. They are closest to Life, and aid it where it grows, to explore and to call home. They tend to find mortals facinating. Percy of the Howling Woods is known to be marked by the Renyadir, Arben Glemrenil. Additionally, Arianna Verch Gwyn is known to have been marked by a Renyadir, Arben Cendissë. However, the survival of Arianna is unknown.

Air/Death
Sûlmaica, the Cleansing Winds. The scorching gales of volcanoes sweeping down a mountain side, stone-shaping gusts and bone-bleaching, sand-tossed winds of the endless deserts. The most extreme among them desire is to cleanse the world of form; everything will be wind-tossed and smooth, regardless of its previous form. The desire of the less extreme amongst them is to shape the world to their liking, making art of stones and bones. They would consider themselves most aligned with the Magistarium plane of Death.

Air/Chaos
Elegys, the Tumultuous Air. Those who espouse the winds of change and embody themselves in the forms of storms, lightning, and blizzards. Movement is glory, and they stumble over themselves to display their greatest of effects. Their desire is to express; they care little about the effect or impact of that terrible, intense expression on others. They are perhaps most tainted by Chaos.

Air/Order
Ilwëlo The Vast Air. The horizonless sky and clouds without end, air currents and thermals, soaring-places of the highest birds, the upper atmosphere where only they can dwell, nearly touching the stars themselves. Their focus is to contain everything and be. They seek to become forever open, to expand, to hold all-that-is. In their way, they would be closest to Order.

Notable Events
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