No sun, no wind, no rain. Where the loudest sound is the the blood rushing through your vein.— A Daevatan Rhym regarding the Tir-Falora Territory
Once home to a powerful royal family of Daevata, the lands of Tir-Falora were small and barren, but viciously protected. A bone-cold region of stone with a granite fortress that began deep within the Labyrinth and rose through a mountain to expose itself even to the surface in the far north. The Tir-Falora, led by the "Northern Nightmare" and "Great Devourer" Baldorus an Nuadeir, were said to be one of the greatest Daevatan military forces in existence despite their small number. Baldorus alone was feared by even other Royal Daevata for his brutal tactics and hunger for the flesh of his own species.
It was a surprise to everyone when it was not only invaded, but successfully conquered by the allied clans led by the Wroth, and underhanded tactics were assumed to of been abused to manage such. Now the lone surviving pure-blooded member of the house is known as Tesrannithe an Tallachliran and has been formally adopted into the Wroth clan. Though it's rumored the lesser members of the house may have survived, as they were not pure of blood and merely servants they lack the true power of the Tir-Falora.
Tir-Falora are born humanoid in shape, but as they begin to nurse (primarily on blood) they begin to rapidly manifest their Royal Daevatan traits. Growing two sets of horns and wings from their lower backs, some even growing barbs along their joints and spine. Despite this due to their interference with daily life they quickly learn to use their innate Transformation magic to manipulate their physical forms and alter their wings and horns away, or into smaller sets.
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