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The Starfall Isles, once low rolling plains and small islands lined with glimmering shores, were transformed into a skyline of crystalline peaks and listlessly rotating earth streaked in bolts of pure magic. The Arcanist spends his time within the candlelit halls of Observatory at Focal Point, cataloging the stars in wax-laden archives and scrying runes to enchant the very world around him.
Region Information[]
The twisted, broken islands of the Arcanist and his scholars.
Zone Element: Arcane
Reigning God: Arcanist
Native Beastclans: Centaurs, Longnecks, Serthis, Talonok
Subregions[]
Crystalspine Reaches[]
This mighty mountain range once stood straight and tall; the peaks now curve inward, pointing directly toward the Observatory and creating a concave and sheltered realm for younger flights to nurture their nascent powers and to grow accustomed to the warping energies of the land. Dragons mine the peaks, using their fledgling magic to send large plinths of crystal to their patron. An otherwordly surge in magical energies have caused them to lurch abruptly in recent times.
Oculus of the Eleven[]
An ancient temple constructed as a cooperative effort between the flights to locate and monitor the ley lines of the realm. Magisters have been working here since its inception to identify where the strongest auras of magic on Sornieth coalesce. Sanctums in each region relay critical magical data to this neutral sovereign institution, where it is analyzed for fluctuations or disturbances. An order of scholars here have sought answers to a recent disastrous event originating from the Shifting Expanse.
Starwood Strand[]
To stand inside of the Star Wood at night is be embraced by an infinite universe. Along this former shoreline, the trees stretch skyward and grow taller than anywhere else. At night, they blossom and reveal millions of flowers winking in the moonlight like so many stars. It is a place for inspiration and thought. Many dragons discover their genius here, but many more become lost to the dangers hidden in its beauty.
Hoverview Vale[]
Soaring delicately above the Crystalspine Reaches, this medley of lush floating isles is often said to have been the origin of the region's name. The landmasses here are held aloft by a steady force that seems determined to pull the surrounding area into the heavens above. The dragon clans that dot these hovering chunks of earth are said to have the most incredible views in the world, with some even looking down upon the skybound lairs of the Cloudsong.
Focal Point[]
Once a low island, Focal Point now threatens to tower over even the Crystalspine Mountains. The earth here longs to join the sky, pulling upwards in cascading towers of rock and crystal. The vast energies at play affect the outer lands and make the skies a dangerous litter of resources sent in to feed the Observatory. The true threats, however, to those living here are the strange, alien creatures riding the meteors that rain upon the land...
Tourmaline Archives[]
The glittering spires of the Tourmaline Archives refract the surreal landscape, manifesting as a myriad of opportunities to study the arcane. The libraries within house a collection of knowledge that spans the scholars of dragonkind and breadth of Sornieth; an impossible task for even a handful of librarians to comb over in a generation. To walk its hallways is to disappear into a vast well of scripts, spells, astrology, and enchantment.
The Observatory[]
Sitting atop the highest reaches of Focal Point, the Observatory stands lonely, its Eye of Many Lenses staring deep into the darkest quadrants of space. The Arcanist broods by candlelight within as his four frail arms feverishly scribble the knowledge of the cosmos into ancient tomes of countless pages. Forbidden words rolling off of enchanted tongues echo through the the archaic structure bound in runes formed through years of applied magical sciences.
Astrolodome[]
As its name implies, this half-sphere of crystalline arcglass shields a sprawling community of mages and astrologists eager to make their mark on the world outside. Though originally constructed to cultivate a pristine atmosphere of intellectual pursuit, the armored shell now acts as a literal shield from wayward debris and astral "rain" that pummels the region in the wake of stirring elemental chaos.