Miath

Miath was born as one of the original daughters of the Arcanist. The beginnings of her life are still fuzzy, however, she can recall some distinct things.

"The nights were colder than The Southern Icefield... The noons hotter than the Ashfall Waste... However, we possibly could've been studying those places during those times. Being in the Starfall Isle was a rare occasion, and when we would return home from our study, the clans would rejoice as we told stories of our exploits." - Miath

After 10 moons, Miath had studied every realm their world had to offer, and the last one to complete was her own. Starfall Isle had a deep, rich history of star-charting, history, theories about theories about the existence of other deities, dragon clans, and wars. After studying her home's history, Miath graduated from being an Ethereal Daughter of the Arcanist, to becoming one of the few blessed to walk his home. She began her own clan, one she had no clue what to name... that was until it hit her. "Archlight", her clan would forever be known as the Archlight clan.
Dragons from different regions soon heard of the rare chance to join her clan, and while some came, and left to serve a bigger purpose, others have stayed.

Months, Years, Decades passed. Miath's clan grew strong and their relationships within themselves were stronger than anything they could imagine. Yet, nobody seemed truly happy. In all of her years of training, she failed to realize how hard it was to keep a clan happy.

Finally the moment arrived, Miath would be saying good-bye the the Starfall Isles permanently. Her clan grew weak, her people unmotivated to live. It was time for a change of scenery.

"Father, I have come to you today in hopes of explaining mysel-"
The Arcanist shook his head and gently touched her forehead.

"Miath, in all the years we studied together, I knew you weren't meant to stay home forever. Your heart and soul yearn for more knowledge, new adventures, and those will not be found here. Go child, go and find your true calling with your clan. You deserve more than I can provide..."

The dragon nodded, knowing exactly what she was meant to do. Once she left the Starfall Isle. she would no longer be apart of the Arcane Flight.

Deciding to travel on foot instead of flying, the Archlight Clan traveled three months until they reached their destination. Passing through the Scared Wasteland and the Tangled Wood, allowing Miath to inform her clan of the lore, mysteries, and clans in each residence. They arrived in the Sunbeam Ruins. Here they were greeted by the Lightweaver herself, or as they would later refer to her as, Glittermom.

"Hello dear children, it seems you have traveled a long way from home. How may I be of assistance to you?"

"We...We wish to become a part of your home. We did not belong in Starfall Isle, and as the clan leader, I feel as if it would be beneficial for my clan to prosper under your name."

"If this is what you wish... I will allow it."

Glittermom would whisk them away in a flurry of light, one that gently set them in the ruins of a Forest Castle. The canopy of trees was thick and cooling, and the castle had ancient runes and carvings in the limestone.

"This is our new home......"

Miath rallied her dragons, and soon they got to work, fixing and restoring the ancient text. It took them a long time to finish their task, but as they did, they knew they were home.

Now, Miath and her clan rest peacefully in their thriving city in the forest of the Sunbeam Ruins. Their home is much more welcoming, and everyone is truly happy. And that's where we're at now.

-Possible Gene Plan-