Garga Frostbane was a noble man. He loved everything and everyone. He had a brother, by the name of Gorgo and they lived up on a mountain in the eternal blizzard. One day when Garga was out in the storm getting some snow, they would melt into water, he saw something burning in the far end of a frozen river...'Fire?', he thought to himself. 'Out here in the middle of the storm?' He got very curious and started to walk towards the fire, which was dancing right over the edge of the snowlake. He glanced over the edge and to his supprise there was a little goblin baby there, surrounded by an aura of fire. Sitting down on his knees, he reached out his hand to touch the little baby's face, but he was burned by the fire. "OUCH," he screamed and shook his finger. "This goblin is the most extraordinary thing I've ever seen. I shall call him Gelmir... Ku'Dji." Garga nodded as the baby chuckled. He thought for a minute. "How shall I carry this baby to our house?" And then he got it. He stood up and created a little wagon made of snow with his bare hands. "Ahh, there," he said. "Now all we need is something to draw this wagon." Garga thought hard and the snow started to form itself to an pegasus. "I command you, Pegasus, take us to my house." The pegasus neighed and flew away in the wind with Garga and Gelmir by his side....
They landed outside the house. Garga stood up and said, "Xaekalivac." The wagon and pegasus fell into the snow in a pile. He looked at Gelmir who started to try and walk towards some birds that were singing. He noticed that the snow melted from his steps and the hard ground revealed itself. "Nooo! Dont touch the birds!" He ran after Gelmir. Gelmir looked at him with an innocent look and a smile on his little face.
"This is our house." Garga pointed at the large cabin beside the tree. "Come Gelmir, let us say Hello to Gorgo, my brother."
They walked towards the door and opened it. The smell of fresh bread filled their noses. Gelmir started saying, "Gigogoaao giiiooo."
"What do you have there, brother?" Gorgo wondered as he look with an strange eye at the thing.
"I found him by the lake, just lying there."
"But what is it?"
"It is a goblin child, brother. He has some sort of "fire aura" around himself. I don't know why. The snow kept melting where ever he walked." Gorgo examined the goblin with an bothered look.
"Does he have a name?"
"Yes, now he does. I have called him Gelmir Ku'Dji."
"I've heard something about this "fire aura" before somewhere, but i can't remember." Gorgo nodded.
"Can he stay with us?" Garga wondered.
"Hmm, if he doesnt make too much trouble he can stay." Garga dazzeled Gorgo with a great smile. "But! If I find him in the way he will be gone." Garga nodded at Gorgo's decision.
"Where is the snow I sent you out to get, brother?" Garga twitched nervously.
"Umm, well I, ahhh...."
Gorgo snorted. "Go back and get some from the lake then. And don't take any snow from elsewhere. The lake snow is the finest."
"I know, I know." Garga turned with a bothered look on his face and closed the door after him. Luckily the floor was made of iron and not wood as Gelmir walked around in the kitchen. Gorgo looked at the little bugger as he could hardly walk. He giggled as Gelmir lost balance. "Well I must sharpen my sword some more now, little Gelmir, so don't go messing anything up."
"Iiiigooo," Gelmir said and fell on his butt.
Gorgo smiled at his sword not minding what the goblin was doing. Gelmir stood up and walked towards a chair next to Gorgo. This chair was kind of small considering the other chairs of the frostbane family. So he jumped up and sat on it. VooOoOOooOoom. The chair caugt fire and was burning at extreme speed. Gorgo jumped off his chair cursing. He looked around himself but there was no water nearby. Garga was still at the lake getting snow. 'Damn it,' he thought and took a dry blanket trying to put out the fire, but the blanket cought fire. He dropped it and turned to Gelmir whom just sat there in the middle of the fire. Gelmir didnt understand what happened he just sat there and giggled.
Then the door flew up and Garga was there, he had seen the smoke from outside and had a bucket of snow in his hand. He turned the bucket and held it over the fire, the snow started to melt instantly. And then quickly he tossed it over Gelmir, where he sat, in the middle of the flames. The fire dissapeared, but Gelmir's aura was still burning wildly. Garga looked at Gorgo, then at Gelmir and then back at Gorgo.
"He'll be sleeping outside tonight," Gorgo said with a determined look at Garga.