The Grand Master
He sits in his throne of space, flipping two coins. He never looks at the results of the toss, he was not meant to know. No one was. They will flip forever, in that endless dance of fate.
Mytyn: The Fire and The Water
Two sides of the same coin, as the Grand Master flips; the balance changes. Fire burns up the waves for a time, only to see a tsunami of liquid put out the flames. The embers still burn. They will never be washed away.
Kyn: The Earth and The Air
Two sides of the same coin, as the Grand Master flips; the balance changes. The ground shakes and swallows the sky, the air pushes dirt away and there is peace. For now.