Lightsylph

B I O G R A P H Y
A hatchling who was abandoned by his parents because of his weird looking eyes, Lightsyph was raised by a family of brush dodos who mistook him for one of their own. Spending his childhood in a hidden cove all the way on the eastern side of the peninsula, Lightsylph was taught by his parents how to forage for food and steer clear of predators. Indeed, life was peaceful for this Skydancer. Exploring the cliffsides, swimming in the ocean, and even befriending the other familiars inhabiting the shore, he did it all! (In fact, he was taught how to fly by one of the coastal birds! His parents would’ve done it but y’know... dodos.) Over the course of the years many a happy moment was had in this quaint little cove, but as the last of his flight feathers grew in and Lightsylph became a full fledged dragon, he knew it was time for him to go. He had to find his own place in the world now. With a heartfelt goodbye to his parents Lightsylph slowly made his way over to the shoreline, the water lapping gently at his paws. Spreading his dappled blue and red wings the Skydancer takes flight, sending up a spray of seawater in the process, and soars off towards the painted blue skies of the beyond.

Flying along the outskirts of the Sunbeam Ruins with no particular destination in mind, Lightsylph was stupefied by the sight of strange looking reptilian creatures milling about on the ground. Some were huge! And others even looked a little bit like him! (Due to the isolated nature of his childhood Lightsylph has never encountered a dragon before.) Letting out a squawk of fright as he sees a few of the strange creatures take to the skies, his anxiety only increases tenfold upon noticing that they were heading in his direction. Frantically swiveling his head about, the nervous dragon quickly opts to make for the nearby forest of trees, hoping to lose them underneath the canopy. Crashing to the forest floor in a mess of fur and feathers, the Skydancer is barely on his feet before he’s shoving himself underneath a rotting log. With bated breath the dragon lies, listening intently for any sounds of pursuit. After a long while passes, the only noises heard being the rustling of the wind in the leaves and the light pattering of a rodents paws, Lightsylph decides it’s safe to emerge from the crevice. Giving a disgusted shiver at the globs of sap clumping to his fur and the bits of twigs sticking to his feathers as he squeezes himself out of the hole, the unhappy dragon just hopes that he’ll never have to stuff himself inside a log again.

With that frightful encounter fresh in his mind, the ruffled dragon decides it’s best to keep a wide berth from those strange reptiles in the future. Continuing on his journey without a destination, Lightsylph’s travels would eventually lead him throughout all 4 corners of Sornieth. Traipsing through murky bug-infested bogs, racing across endless fields of grass, braving the sweltering heat of the badlands, and more, Lightsylph was always careful to avoid attracting the attention of any dragon clans in the area. (Which he had come to learn the name of thanks to some of his woodland friends.) Choosing to spend most of his time in the company of the various familiars he encounters during his travels, Lightsylph ends up learning so much from them, like all about the different elemental Flights! And it was during his time of enlightenment living in the Rainsong Jungle when he came across a type of creature that he had encountered once before. A young brush dodo named Ornifex. Quite the tiny thing, it looked fresh out of its nest. Perhaps it was because of the mutual kinship the two avians shared, but the unlikely duo became fast friends. Nearly inseparable! Journeying together into the plaguelands, dragon and bird fearlessly continued on. Well... almost. Humming in thought as he ponders where to visit next, Lightsylph lets out a chirp of surprise as Ornifex leaps off his head and darts into some nearby brambles.
“W-wait!!! Where are you going?”

E P I L O G U E
~ BONUS ~
• And so the trio went back to Vinea’s clan for some lunch.
• (Yup! The stranger with the chinchilla was none other than Vinea!)
• Knowing how apprehensive her new acquaintance gets around other dragons, she takes him to a secluded spot in the camp and asks him to wait there while she go gets the food.
• Making her way back to her companions, bundles of plants and seafood grasped securely in her jaws, Vinea nearly drops the food in shock upon taking in the sight before her.
• There was Lightsylph lying in the grass, laughing in joy as he played with a bunch of her clanmates familiars!
• Padding over to the Skydancer, who had just been bowled over by a red-breasted hainu, Vinea inquires about his fondness for familiars
• Engaging in a lighthearted discussion with him, Vinea asks if he would like to stay here to take care of the familiars
• With some threats encouragement from Ornifex, Lightsylph hesitantly agrees
• Let’s just say it wasn’t long before this Skydancer finally found his place in the world!