Peacock

Official Wind Subspecies


There is a legend whispered softly among those who love the Windsinger, of a time back when Sornieth was fresh and new, and the winds held a little more magic than they do today. Among the tall clusters of bamboo shoots on the Windswept Plateau, there was a beautiful peacock who, while his plumage was vibrant and his form was graceful, still did not have the one thing he desired most: the strength and ability to soar amongst the strong winds that swept the plateau he loved so dearly. Day after day he tried, but struggled to do more than glide for short distances. He grew frustrated and despondent that he couldn't fly very high or far, and his vibrant plumage began to dull and droop. The kind Windsinger, noticing the peacock had all but given up hope, decided to reward the hard work and perseverance the peacock had shown. He swept the bird up with a warm gust, and gently strengthened the wings as the breezes glistened and swirled around the bird. The peacock slowly, falteringly tried his new wings out, and was soon soaring high in the heavens, where he had so longed to go before. On his chest remains a scintillating, glimmering reminder of the kindness of the Windsinger.