Among the bird therans, the most enigmatic of the Idols is Lirnem Ormir, the Silent Sage. Said to have been born beneath the fullness of the Moon, they were marked from their first breath as one touched by the arcane.

Lirnem Ormir is remembered not for what they spoke, but for what they unveiled. Their sightless eyes carry the weight of visions too immense for mortal comprehension, and their silence conceals secrets too great for speech. Yet their presence is unmistakable, for upon their brow and across the span of their wings runs a serpentine pattern of shimmering green-silver—scales of light that shift and coil beneath moonlight. This mark is their sign, like the eternal serpent coiled around hidden wisdom, a truth both guarded and revealed.

To embody the path of the Silent Sage is not a gift freely embraced—it is often endured. Those struck by Lirnem’s influence do not ask for it. It comes like a serpent’s bite: sudden, piercing, and overwhelming. In its wake follows fevered visions, images of far-off places, strangers never met, events yet to occur. The body trembles, the eyes roll back, the voice breaks into cries of pain as knowledge forces its way inside. Only later, when the frenzy ebbs, do fragments of the vision linger—riddles scribbled, sketches drawn, words half-remembered.

Thus, to be chosen by Lirnem Ormir is both a burden and a blessing. Followers call themselves the Lirnem's Chosen, not as a title of pride, but as acknowledgment of the weight they must carry. They believe the Moon governs these visions, waxing and waning like the clarity of truth, and they honor the Sage in silence and in shadow. Blindfolded vigils beneath the full Moon are common, where they wait for riddles carried on the wind.

Some whisper that the serpent patterns on Lirnem’s body are not fixed at all, but coil and shift of their own accord, like a living mark that strikes through those who draw too near. Others claim that the Sage themself is the bite—that their silence hides not mercy, but a truth so venomous it can only be endured in fragments.

Whatever the truth, Lirnem Ormir stands as The Sage/Vizier incarnate, moonlit and silent, their wisdom a serpent’s strike: painful, sudden, and unforgettable, unveiling only what one is strong enough to survive.