Elodie Summerwind

Entelechy; The 7th sister of Meteion

There's a universe inside these eyes, they've seen the stars and the galaxy's demise

In the beginning there was nothing; and in the end, nothing, still. Are we all but visions of Death, reaping souls for the kill?


The distant stars weren't promised. Life, wasn't promised. And still she went on, traversing the galaxy like a hummingbird content to pause at every flower, every orb of light in the hopes that there would be something fruitful. But all she found was solitude. Emptiness. Her conscious knew only the collective accomplishments of her sisters, which were nothing so exciting. Death. Decay. Famine. There was nothing to report back to Hermes on her own behalf, and thus, when the call to arms came to enforce The Final Days, she chose to defect from the hivemind.What purpose was there in seeking the assimilation of life, if life was only destined for ruin?

Name: Elodie [Dove] Summerwind.
Race: Entelechy.
Gender: Female.
Age: Infinite.
Orientation: Undefined.
Spouse: Alaric Summerwind
Personality: Curious, easily influenced, empathetic, social chameleon, predictably unpredictable

And then there was Alaric.Content to use her power for his own destructive purposes, Alaric had previously found a way to return to his unsundered self with a goal of rising to Godhood. An Ancient by birthright, it didn't take long for him to see that Elodie was unlike her sisters. And when faced with no choice but to share her vulnerability, the two became closer, rejecting the need for usurping, and embracing the desire for combined forces.In light of their devotion to one another and Elodie's fascination with the Gods, the two became eternally bonded during the Eighth Sun of the Third Astral Moon [5.8.24] with the blessings of Azeyma and Thaliak.

Give her Purpose,
and watch the world Burn.


Elodie is an empath born of dynamis. Where she is led, she will go, and what she is taught, she will take to heart. She is both curious, and wise, but not so much that she can discern right from wrong. As she was lost to the universe, she was shaped and changed by her journey, taking on an appearance unlike those of her sisters.But there is something deeper to this wayward entelechy. Something dark and foreboding, unseen by all except those that hold the key to entering her domain.


Devastation

perhaps you have a score to settle. A little nudge in the wrong direction, and this curious dove would see no reason why she shouldn't indulge in a symphony of destruction.

Assimilation

have you ever wanted to rehabilitate the broken? bring them back into society and give them hope? all she needs is a reason to keep going - will you provide that to her?

A photo is but an image caught in time; memories for the lonely, and eyes for the blind.