In the year 221 B.A. a beautiful canyon was desolate and barren. Gusty and
violent the air offered little good feeling on the skin. The barren earth
provided only places to scrape a knee or twist an ankle in a vicarious spot.
The little water that was of little comfort, an occasional puddle elsewise.

Looking at this wasteland one would think that nothing good could ever come
of it, but you would be wrong. For one day during that year, a magical
portal opened. Sparks flew wildly and a magic in more than one sense touched
the land. Through the portal stepped two, all on the land of Jhoria know
quite well, Clare and Scourge. As they entered the land, it must have been a
combination of the magical portal that brought them here and their own
magical powers that transformed that wasteland into what we see now.

There are eddies of air flowing about. Puddles of water walk on the magical
Elemental Bay as do anyone else who comes there. The good powers of the
goddess Clare have brought those wonderfully good things to this land.
Scourge though has contributed his evil as well. Elementals and magicians
and warriors scour the canyon and should you venture into the dark caves a
mud monster will even await your arrival. Sparks still fly in the canyon,
some believe due to the remnants of the magical portal.

As one walks there is a peddler selling anti-cyclops potions. According to
folklore there was an unseeable cyclops that was at the top of the mountain
and for a long time nobody would venture without such a potion. That lore
has come to be proven untrue but the potions still are a great sale to
someone wanting to bring a bit of nostalgia to their trip.

That is the story of the lands known as Elemental Canyon. Though short and
sweet, one can dream of the endless adventures that have happened in such a
land since it's creation.