The story continues

I really don't know what to write about today, so I figured I could just continue with our little story. I doubt I'll hear many complaints.

As the seven mortals slept, the elements spoke one to another. These were, they decided, their best chance at a peaceful resolution with mortal magic users. After all, these were men after their own kind. They knew their chance was small, but to them it was unworthy of their station not to try. On the morrow, the seven men and women were met by the lieutenants in their earthly form. We have no account of their visage, but it is believe that they were man-shaped, but more beautiful, powerful, and elegant than any man made thing. And so the elements spoke in the appearance of man, each to his or her own mortal counterpart. Each pair splitting off from the rest, each lieutenant conversing, instructing, teaching, advising. And for many hours, possibly days, the men and women were educated, by the elemental beings. As the seven reunited, the lieutenants removed themselves from their human form and departed from that place. They had unanimously agreed to act as the intercessors between the Elements and men.
They sought council with all magic users, friend and foe alike. They sent messengers to post news of their proposed alliance in every town and village. It was a bold, and dangerous, move on their part. To have all seven of them in one place would make them an irresistible target. They had to hope that this alliance would not only improve the relations between themselves and the rogue casters, but to bring out people who are friendly to their cause. They reasoned that they could not be alone in this endeavour; they must have allies somewhere. With each other, and the very Elements behind them, they set a date and a place for a congregation of all magic users. It was there, at the Lake Caina, that the single largest gathering of magic power would occur in written history.