Glass elemental

I closed my eyes and took a slow breath, focusing on the invisible Elementals gathered around me. First, Ereb and Levant. I felt the two of them come to the forefront of my mind as if stepping forward, the images of them as vivid as if I were looking at them with my eyes. After a moment, the vision blurred and distorted, Levant fading as Ereb began to crumble to dust in my thoughts. In moments, there was nothing but a pile of sand remaining—and then it began to rise. Grains swirled upwards, gathering into a course looking skeleton followed by a shifting, particulate musculature that at last smoothed into tanned, androgynous features. The new Sand Elemental tilted its head and the resulting cascade of granular earth smoothed into shoulder-length hair mid-fall. As it formed, I felt my awareness expand, enveloping something new—but dismissed it, drawing Suryasta to mind next.

Sand met fire and disappeared into the flames. What appeared in its steed was another new figure, perhaps a bit closer to the masculine side of the spectrum, though it was rather hard to tell. It was composed entirely of thousands and thousands of colored shards of glass, which seemed to grow outwards from its heart. The center of its chest was a literal work of art, stain glass exploding outwards in beautiful designs, but it’s face and limbs were more patchwork, made of hundreds of carefully arranged pieces of glass to make something at once humanlike and very not. His skin looked smooth, as did its hair, but with the riot of colors it definitely stood out.

Also, he had wings made of literal broken glass, so. That was a thing.

Still, the moment he appeared, all the glass in my vast range appeared brightly in my thoughts. With the damage having been done late last night and it only being early morning now, most of the debris were still here, if gathered into piles, and that gave me plenty to work with, which I immediately started doing. Bringing up the memory of how Junior’s club had looked before, I set my Glass Elemental to work and my mental image of him spread its wings and rose swiftly into the air. I sent Crocea Mors following after moments later, to handle everything else, and considered the matter addressed.