Daylit

Daylit
Also known as The Sunsands, The Sun Forest, The Realm of Light

Power
Associated with Merrasat; Light, sun, growth. NG

Adjacent Realms
Nightlit, the Cloudlands, Elemental Plane of Fire, The Moon, and the Mortal Realms

Acessible:
The Lost Library of Merrasat, buried beneath the sands of Kion has a portal, and there is an ancient sun circle that can also bring mortals to Daylit, but its location is unknown. Other portals still may exist.

Description:
Daylit is the realm of light. Not only is it endlessly day, it is also suffused with light. All the colors are pastels and whites and golds, and everything glows, from softly to brightly. Nightlit is visible in the sky as the only dark speck, about the size of the moon, in a brilliantly blue-white-gold mostly cloudless sky. All the animals here, though they are very similar to mortal – world animals, are suffused with light. Though the plane itself is neutral, entities of good alignment, such as celestials, are drawn here, both for the hospitable light and to Merrasat's good-aligned influence. Daylit is a mostly wild island surrounded by shimmering gold and tawny sand beaches, and shimmeringly clear waters full of small, darting fish. It is primarily rocky, but has beautiful, sparklingly gold forests, clear springs and rivers. Weather consists of mostly bright and cloudless 'days', but also the occasional sandstorm and rain of light. At the highest point of the realm, called The Sunsands Bluff, is an enormous library containing tomes and scrolls of great knowledge. It is home to Merrasat, and occasionally Kaasha visits as well. Many intelligent celestial or good aligned creatures congregate here, but others can be found in the more wild areas of the realm. Suye can also be found here, visiting.

Istara’s Notes:
''I am fond of this plane, mostly because it’s so brilliant! I mean, it isn’t exactly as chaotic as I am, dearies, but It’s doing pretty well considering how Merrasat is such an orderly cat.''

''Honestly, I would love to modify some of the creatures of the mortal world with the illumination of this plane, but no… Vikin, dear as he is to my heart, refuses to break a few tiny rules just to let me play around in the prime. He’s a dear boy but he takes after his father far too much.''

''What is a bored goddess of creation to do when she isn’t allowed to meddle to her fancy? Sit in frustration in her laboratory, thats what, and invent the turkey. And I’ve been doing too much of that lately. Except for inventing the turkey – I already did that.''