Deimos

Deimos hatched alone, a phenomenon that would seem to follow through the rest of her life. She dried her wings huddled against the mana winds that whip across the Focal Point of the Starfall Isles, teaching herself how to hunt and fish and scavenge. There were dragons to watch, too, large clans and nomadic tribes. It's from observation here that she learned to fly, dodging around the shards of stone sent to the Arcanist from dragons in the Crystalspine Mountains. As she grew, so did her hunger, the infamous Mirror insatiability made worse by Deimos's unique tastes. Not only did she want food and water, she gorged herself on magic, consuming vast amounts of not only magical materials, but the raw mana itself leaking from the Arcanist's observatory.

Although Deimos spent most of her life in the Starfall Isles, she grew a taste for the magic of others, wanting to sample every element. It's Deimos's goal to consume mana of every element, from Arcane, to Earth and Nature, to Plague and Fire. Nothing is safe from her destructive hunger, and she's ripped apart swathes of the realm, trying to sate her desire to consume until she is.