'Be thankful for the peaceful times in your life, for the Myriin will take note and find more interesting things to subject you to.'
Attributed to Irith Avaria a 5th Point Wave philosopher during the Incursion.

'Pray that you are never caught up in the Singer's games; for she is not often gentle with her pieces.'
Early Heartlander saying. Anon.

Nyathe
The Sirafein concept that things occur as they will and while you might not be able to do anything to change this it shouldn't stop you trying.

I left the last soil of my homeland this afternoon, just after the sun reached its zenith, and arrived in Asrafei soon afterwards.

The town is unusual in the Trigati lands for numerous reasons, the least of which being its name which is named in the Sirafein style rather than in Trigat. Sirs suppose that it is due to the proximity to the border and that perhaps that Asrafei was originally in Sirafein lands but kept its original name after the boundaries shifted.

I walk around and I find that so much of our early history is lost. Even what I know is from myths and stories my guardian taught me when I was a child. Most of that is forgotten now and so few of us are curious about our origins that it almost worries me. I will say what I know of it here, what I have guessed and what little I can piece together from the treasures in the Halls.

In the beginning there was nothing. Just the empty region that exists beyond the world we live in. This all Tempers believe, as do the Qvazi and Satreen from the Heartlands. From there though, the stories differ. As, inevitably, does everything else. I have done my best to recreate a history which, while not agreeing totally with all theories, does not contradict them either.

Recent thought is that it was into this that the Singer came from a place unknown and here created a world. This world was Alyea. She gifted this world to her children, the Myrrin, whose number has grown over time but there at the beginning of all things four accompanied her on the journey. Upon this, they were told, they could practice the art of their race and create life. And this they did.

Quazratel, she of blinding light, was the eldest of the Singer's children and of her we know the least. She took upon her task with great relish and made the first life upon Alyea, the Soil Temper and the Qvazi - who she made in her own image. She resided in the Heartlands for a time with her siblings and her creations but afterwards left this world only ever returning once - resulting in some of the most chaotic times in our history.

The second of these children was Teá Lora, whose true name could not be recalled even by the time of my birth, and she created the Sea Temper and also, as we recently discovered, the Teáns or Sea Folk. There are still rumours of her being seen within these groups today and, considering her chaotic nature, this can perhaps be believed.

Raza and Birianis were the youngest of the first Myrrin and they must be considered together for despite their opposite natures they are more two halves of a whole than separate entities. Together they made the two castes of the Sky Temper and formed the Myralai upon which their creations could live. In our history, Raza has had a far more active part than her brother-consort. It was she who, in the Incursion, formed the Greys and restored balance to Stortaire. These two have been seen walking among us frequently and seem to be the most interested in our development.

The first years of our existance are unknown, but during that time we must have moved from the Heartlands to the island-continent of Stortaire where the majority of us have resided ever since. It was also during this time that Quazratel returned, bringing with her her sister, Sahira, the youngest of the Myrrin. She came with new ideas and was jealous of her elder siblings who lived among their creations. She made the Sear Temper, stronger than all the others and more deadly, and the Satreen who would serve her newly-formed Temper in response to her envy. It was she who incited the Incursion which lead to the twelve hundred year Pyrocracy in Alyea.

The last Myrra who came did so very late in our history, twenty-seven years after my birth, and had much to do in the formation of our current society as he gave us the Craft Temper and helped the Lost when they returned to the Heartlands when fleeing the Incursion. His is known by two names, which for a while lead us to believe that he was two Myrrin rather than just one, Aer Stortaire and Filicis - Changer. According to the Heartlanders and Craft it is he who we hear in the Song and I must admit it does have a masculine feel to the tone some days.

There are rumoured to be more Myrrin still to come, but none have as of yet and for this I think I am thankful. The effect the current ones have had on us has been profound and I do not believe we could cope with another's arrival. Our society barely survived the last time.