Liadan

Ever since she was hatched, bright with the colours of the Lightweaver, she was told she was superior to others. Taking this to heart she looked down on those she deemed lesser, only looking at the Lightweaver as her better. In her arrogance she came to the conclusion that her Goddess was the only one who deserved her presence. Thus she began her journey on the road to her Goddess with those on the pilgrimage, separate, for she went not to serve.

As she looked upon her Goddess shining bright she was blinded and bleached, stripped of all she valued but her pearl. The Lightweaver had disagreed.

Nameless she fled, paranoia hunting her, her pearl vulnerable to theft, herself defenceless and alone grieving for what she lost and drowning in hate of the light but also the dark she was to eternally see.