|Name › Eonir||Age › 25|
|Alias › The Guardian||Birthday › June 10th|
|Species› Bodyguard Eidolon||Gender › None|
|Status › Single||Origin › The Outer Plane|
|Description › Eonir is a stoic individual. To an outsider, he may seem completely consumed by his job as protector of Daero- and this is in part, true, but in reality, Eonir wants nothing more than to kick back, relax, read a book, and not have to worry about Daero every few seconds. Unfortunately for Eonir, Daero makes such a desire quite difficult to obtain. Thusly, Eonir is almost constantly looming over the elf. Constantly protecting him from dangers that seem to be attracted by Daero.|
While it is almost unnoticeable unless you have seen Eonir, and Daero alone, the two undergo a slight personality meld. Daero adopts a slight amount of caution, while Eonir becomes somewhat willing to do more than focus on the task at hand. This is due to the mental link between the two. The ability for emotions to pass freely between the two, and the capability to transmit thoughts from one to the other.
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|Height › 6 foot 7 inches||Build › Strawberry|
|Composition › Other worldly black sludge||Eye color › None|
|Armor color › Varying shades of magenta, and pink||Helmet style › Standard|
|Description › Eonir is an odd creature, that doesn't quite have a species name- hell, not much is known about them period, as they exist solely in the Outer Planes. Attempts to bring them to the Prime Material plane tends to end in the death of the creature- mostly from sensory shock.|
These creatures are nothing more than black blobs, with a consistency of a very heavy, and thick liquid- almost like molten rock as it cools. It flows over itself, and is constantly letting off sparks due to the massive amount of friction it generates. They feed off ambient magic, and thrive in the company of mages, as seen in Eonir's case. However the can't quite do anything without a container.
These black blobs are incapable of moving. They can manipulate the world around them with weak magic, however moving themselves, manipulating their own bodies? Out of the question. Thusly, Eonir was given a proper body. A suit of armor, that of which he can move expertly with the aid of his magic. This body is that of a royal palace suit of armor. Intended to be purely a decoration, however it turns out that the armor is quite sturdy. Of course Daero would insist how fashionable it is, would be the most important part.
Eonir has an emblem on his chest, that matches the one that appears on Daero's forehead. It is their sigil. A mark that appears on a Summoner, and their Eidolon when they are on the same plane. It glows a subtle blue, and hovers an eighth of an inch above the surface it is displayed on.
|Eonir had existed in a pocket dimension his entire life. He was created from Daero's magic power, and was created to simply follow the half elf. Seeing the world through the elf's eyes, with no inkling of control. It was all Eonir knew, and like that it remained for 18 years, until Daero managed to summon his Eidolon for the first time- it went without saying, that neither expected Eonir to be nothing more than a black blob, but they figured things out nonetheless. Thus a pact was made. A pact to bind Eonir's soul to Daero. Bound in together, until death do they part. Their minds conjoined, and Eonir always at arms reach, and there to help whenever needed.|
For a very long time, Eonir was a secret companion. Daero would summon the eidolon when he needed company, and dispel him whenever the eidolon grew tired- which tended to be nothing more than an hour at a time. Soon enough, Eonir developed a resistance to the world, and slowly, single hours grew into entire days at a time.
Eonir's power wasn't the only thing to grow however. Their bond grew to be unbreakable. Thoughts, emotions, and ideas flowed freely through the two.
However their friendship was hard to keep secret. Unfortunately, Eonir was mistaken as a spy from a neighboring kingdom, and Daero was simply thrown out, with nothing more than the clothes on his back. Eonir on the other hand, managed to get away with a lot more. Having been held captive on the suspicion of being a threat to the kingdom, he needed to make his escape- Daero was too far away to preform a dispelling ritual, and neither knew how the eidolon would react to death- or if he could be killed at all.
Eonir managed to hijack a suit of armor, filling it, and using his magic to manipulate it, and bend the limbs to his will. By some miracle, he managed to escape while figuring out they whole /moving/ thing, and even managed to get away with most of Daero's belongings in the process. Beginning a life on the run for the fugitive, and his summoner.