Peacefully, a family of the Aether elves dwelled in the shade of a huge, broad leafed tree, living in the gentle twilight of the the shimmering lands and beneath the stars. The elder among them had noted one to be unusually bright as of late. They spent their time quietly, the elders reminiscing, the adults gathering plants and berries to make into food, and the children playing with one another or helping their parents. But there were more besides elves in that land.
A child’s scream split the peaceful air. There was the rustling of plants, and a pounding through the sands. A small girl came running, sobbing as she was pursued by the ghostly image of some monstrous beast man. It snarled savagely as it lashed out at the girl in an animalistic rage. The elves there, though they were not warriors and facing this ghost of a beast, snatched up whatever implements they had at hand. Clubs, farming implements, even just branches and rocks. They rushed at the spirit of the feral and struck out at it. The feral’s incorporeal body was hard to strike, and each blow did little harm. But the sheer number of attacks coming at it intimidated the ghostly beast, and it turned to flee with a whimper.
From a distance, Luna watched the brief struggle, shaking her head. It seemed that not all of these feral spirits were peaceful. She needed to do something about them, and soon. Fortunately, two gods of death had arrived, meaning that the soul issue would soon be resolved, which left her open to handle this issue. She reached forth with her power, and sent dreams to all the feral spirits. In the dream, she guided them to gather on the mountains, and promised them peace and guidance should they answer. She knew that many would, and she could help them then. But many would not, and the elves would need a way to defend themselves from them.
Luna reached out, and took a piece of the crystal. She didn’t empower it directly, but showed the elves how to imbue it with energy from Maia. With the stored energy, the weapons crafted from the crystal would be more potent, against the spirits in particular. She hoped that this would allow the elves to defend themselves against the violent apparitions.
She also considered the solution that Aarrook provided to deal with the spirits. The thought of sending 90% of her people’s souls to be destroyed distraught her though. She hoped that the other god of death would provide a more merciful solution, so she wouldn’t be faced with making such a sacrifice.
Act 1: Send dreams to all the feral spirits to guide them to a point on the mountain.
Act 2: Teach the elves how to imbue crystals with starlight energy, making them more effective against hostile spirits and such.