The Magma Vents

The Magma Vents were revealed to the world in 76 AM, when Alekmanhala freed himself from Lianthe's prison in the heart of the volcano found in Yhumara Lake. It is home to cherufes, vyurdrag, the araeca, and the scorched.

History

Altayr, the Watcher - This araeca is of average height for his race, standing just over four feet in height. His slender form is draped only in his fiery feathers that glow with a bright orange hue. Well-built arms and legs are tipped in talons, their claws sharpened to a fine point. Pure-white eyes peer out from above a slim, orangish-red beak that glistens from his fiery features. A set of flamed plumage spans out from his back, creating a wingspan of nearly five feet in length.

Nelairi, the araeca - This araecan lady bears a smaller frame than most of her race, standing slightly under four feet tall. She is wreathed in a fiery plumage, as small, orange-hued flames wisp about her curvaceous form. Small black eyes the color of blackened coal glare out from behind the burning fire just atop her sharpened beak. Two elegant wings are neatly tucked alongside her slender arms. Small flames twist and dance wildly down her legs and around her pointed talons. She owns and operates The Firebird's Quill.

Vorkalth, the burning steward - This rather tall araeca is nearly six and a half feet tall, giving him a wingspan of roughly twelve feet. His bright-orange beak has been nicked and chipped from several small fights, while his massive talons are tipped with silver. His eyes burn a sparkling emerald, while his internal flame keeps an ever-burning fire dancing across his feathers.

Collindia, the Extinguisher - Proud and mischievous, this small aracea woman stands no taller than four feet in height. Wisps of beguiling orange flames envelop her small body. Her features are sharp and angular, with a long, straight beak, and the corners of her lips seem perpetually pulled up into an impish smile.

Rollindi, the Fiery Bomb - An inferno of brilliant orange flames engulfs this small aracea, running from the top of his avian head to spread out widely over his wings and lower body. Motes of fire and wisps of cinders fall from his magnificent wings while a miasma of heat lingers around the avian man's body. Possessed of sharp, angular features, his beak is straight and pointed, and his eyes are luminous white.

Araecian Historian Orac - This rather large araeca has bright orangish-red wings that span out from his back, the wingspan stretching to nearly six feet in length. His white eyes peer out from above a blackened beak, and his hands and feet have sharp talons at the end of them.

Jhaeros, the Guardian - Loose flames sporadically lick the air around this guardian of the araeca, wreathing his well-built frame in a magnificent crown of fiery feathers. A sharp beak pierces outward, curving into a shining point. Two large white eyes peers out from behind flaming lids, taking in the surrounding view. Massive wings, that spread to a wingspan of six feet, are tucked neatly besides each of his muscular arms. Flames twist and dance wildly down and around his long legs, ending abruptly at his vicious talons.

Arikkos the Stalwart - Burly and strong, this stalwart scorched seems the embodiment of his honorific. His hair cut short, his chiseled features are composed of red and brown fiery flesh, its surface pockmarked from his work. An awe-inspiring hammer rests easily within his broad hands, and his body is covered in well-worn armour of blackened metal.

The Firebird's Quill - A shop owned and operated by Nelairi, the acaeca. She sells:
- a headdress of fiery hues
- a doll resembling Altayr
- an obsidian nest filled with burning embers
- an araeca's feather quill
- a charred rat

a fiery rat - This monstrosity of a rat would tower over its lessers, comparable to the size of a hunting hound. While difficult to see through the flames that pulsate over its body, with careful observation one might see the mangy coat of grayish-black that covers its form if looking hard enough. Tufts of fur are missing in patches, and a long bald tail slithers behind it on the ground. The pest's entire body is wrapped in a fiery armor of fire, blueish hues fading away to lighter oranges as the flames dance and lick around the vermin haphazardly. Regardless, it skulks about as if unhindered, and crackling sparks occasionally shoot from its long whiskers with random twitches of its snout. A fiery rat appears to be extraordinarily strong.