Urivii Razdeleni

.: General Info :.

Name: Urivii Eros Razdeleni
Pronunciation: /.Yur-ee-vee Er-ous Razz-dell-eny/
Nicknames: Meemaw
Age: 187~ GC / 37,575,000,000 (37.5 Billion) Years old.
Birthday: 5/25
Birthplace: Wilds/Kasfi Illou
Race: Primordial Solraine
Species: Solraine
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Height: 8' / 2.4 m

.:Distinguishing features:.
A lanky, tall woman with an air of dishevelment and insanity. Four arms of equal length, six eyes most of which stay closed, and markings that run parallel with her body. Other than her eyes though, her most prominent feature would be her massive sprawled horns that reach about a foot and a half away from her head in both directions. She also has a short amount of corona jutting from her head, freckles both sides of her cheeks, and a cut tail that resembles that of a clockhand.
When she is using her magic, she is enveloped by a soft teal hue with fluorescent teal runes forming around her head.

Current residence: Endorra, Andravaus
Current home: Endorra's Heart
Occupation: Clockmaker (Current), Scientist (Past).
Relationship status: Widowed twice
Social status: Kingdom Elder, Local Recluse

.: Dialogue :.

Voice claim/Accent: Bae Miller - Playground
Language: Praetarii, Andoran
Other languages known: Ancient Common, Entity Speak, The Older Languages.
Style of speaking: Fast, disjointed, forgets to break sentences and all comes out at once from time to time. Cryptic at times.

.: Personality :.

Unhinged. A patient old lady who has seen the whole of time, both past present and future. She cares for her youngers, as they are those who shape the futures she bares witness to. Alas, however, you cannot be privy to the secrets of the universe and time without a touch of madness. With no way to properly "switch off" her abilities, she has been driven to the brink of her own sanity from the constant barrage of nonsensical blends of past and future crashing into one another. She does her best to keep herself in check, but she does have her quirks. Forgetting what year she is in, blending conversations that happened before with those that have yet to happen, fearing folk who have yet to commit atrocities in their futures. 
She tends to find herself wandering in a passive state or trance, oblivious to her surroundings that she tunes out, aloof from the woes of others. Finding that she needs to ground herself in order to function properly else she's lost to the infinite time ways for days unend.

Likes: Clocks of all kinds excluding Digital, the organized clicking of clockwork, music, space, machinery, learning/teaching, schools, secrets and mystery.
Dislikes: Being unorganized, unorganized overlapping noise, raw unharmonious noise, deafening silence, digital clocks, deviations in plans, uncertainty, chaos, The Gate incident of xxx23.
Hobbies/past times: Astronomy, star mapping, writing/journaling, 
Guilty pleasures: Listening to the cacophony of ticking that her clock collection produces, peeking into people's timelines without warning, lots and lots of fidgeting, gossip and drama as long as she's not involved.
Pet peeves: Touching her things without asking, asking about Avalon.
Personal goals: To gain some semblance of control over her abilities (Overall), to unlock the secrets buried within Andravaus (Current).
Religious values: Allean
General intelligence: Incredibly intelligent, a beacon of wisdom and insight wrapped in a ball of anxiety and madness.
General sociability: Socially inept, able to hold conversation but aside from that generally avoids people the best she can unless the timeline dictates.

.: Relationships :.

Family
The Child - Her Creator, she never got to speak with but remembers vividly as the only stable memory in her head.
Csatta Razdeleni - While not blood related, he was the first person she met ever, he took care of her in her maddening youth, grounding her in reality and teaching her to differentiate what is reality and vision. She recognizes that he may not be perfect, who is. She loves her brother more than anyone in the whole of existence and wishes to see him happy more than herself.
Orana Cadmium - Another brother of sorts, though much less close. He may embody everything she is adverse against, being chaos; he has been there since the beginning, a caring figure in her life who helped teach her how to stay alive in the universe before. Giving her the skills she needed to not only survive on her own, but thrive in times of hardship and confusion.
Eshe Eros - Her first child, her son who has made his way in the universe as a figurehead of Zion. He was born before the jump to Oblivion, having witnessed at an early age what true terror lies ahead in life. Wise before his age, and inherited the gift of prophecy. If she saw him now, she couldn't be more proud.
Nonra Eros - Her second, and last, child. But a child when she was forced to leave her mother due to the actions of Avalon. A maskmaker alchemist who was tasked with overseeing, protecting, and studying the Night Generator. Much like her older brother, she inherited great magical prowess in terms of imbuing and enchantment. She also inherited her mother's madness as well as reclusive personality.

Enemies/Rivals
Avalon - An ancient created with the ability of time. A being that Urivii once found as a kindred spirit, a curious young mind that was spearheading a project that was said to bring a new understanding of time, and perhaps even generate great prosperity at the cost of the holder. The two of them worked together on this gate along with a litany of other scientist, to create a device that could reshape the timeline itself without causing massive paradoxical events. She found his intentions, while ambitious, very charming and quite humanitarian. Bearing the burden of pain so the rest may not suffer. It wouldn't be until ten years after the project finished that she'd come to realize what they were making. He didn't lie about the purpose, he did intend to fix the wrongs of the universe, but he didn't mention the side effects. Restarting the universe, effectively dooming the Solraine race to be erased from time. At the cusp of finishing the device, where it was just there with the final pieces being researched and made, Urivii took it upon herself to take some of the more irreplaceable pieces of the gate and sabotage it. Causing it to go in a cascading failure, exploding with the force to rupture time, casting the pieces across time and space. With what remained of her dignity and trust in others, she gave her daughter some of the pieces before fading into the night. Hiding away to avoid the judgement of being involved in a doomsday project.
Now she finds herself in the ire of Avalon once more, bitter resentment on both sides as her actions catch up to her. With her new life and peoples caught in the middle of an ages old feud with the fate of their species hanging in the air.
Amser - A fellow scientist, a peer in the quest to create the gate. Another unfortunate victim in Avalon's deceit and lies. however, even in light of revelation, he still followed his brother in arms down the path to true peace. Even if that means a massive population is awash and crushed under the waves of time.
Epoch - A voice that lingers in the back of Urivii's head. Ever since she entered the Oblivion universe, it's been there. Lurking, sulking. A tainted presence in the timelines that she studies. While she tries to ignore it, she finds his noxious presence to be distracting and disconcerting. Another mystery she wishes to look into and unravel, but fear and a sense of self preservation keeps her from interacting. Perhaps a soul looking to speak, or perhaps a malicious entity who seeks more ruin than he already caused.

Friends (currently)
Nenavistos Cadmium - Another librarian in the library with a close history to the planet. Someone she's seen quite a lot in present. A quite young man with a brilliant mind and a good heart, if not a little overbearing to his more adventurous little brother. She enjoys their company.
Tetraethyl Cadmium - A curious young mind that protects the Library along with his brother. She finds his curiosity and drive for adventure endearing and inspiriting. She saw his drive to understand the Celestial engine is almost as insatiable as hers, so she lent him her ship in hopes that he could unravel the mechanical works and uncover the truth of it all. She sees a lot of Orana in this one, mostly in attitude.
KNOWN - A poor young sun who bore witness to the intensity and insanity that is the Kaleidoscopic lens, bearing witness to the whole of existence crushing his mind in a nigh instant. While she doesn't see him as family, Urivii does enjoy the insane mutterings and droll that he spews constantly. Caretaking him to ensure he doesn't kill himself. He also makes for a good defense for the library, as his magic paired with the knowledge of the universe make him Very formidable. He'd die for this library.
She loves to pick his mind, as one insane person to another.
Egre - A gentle man, the current Timeweaver that she has met time and time again in her temporal studies. After an incident involving the deletion of another, she worked with him to right her wrong, bolstering a friendly work relationship and an understanding on how to properly influence time without causing a cascade of issues.

Love interest
She's had her flings in the past, including two of which bringing children into the world. But alas war and strife took them from her. While she isn't against the concept of relationships, she is very weary as everyone she has had feelings for had died horribly in her arms.

.: Combat :.

General Skills: Wisdom, magic prowess, Staff training.
Peaceful or violent? Peaceful
Weapon(s) of choice: Twin Staff, a really long stave that can split into two separate staves that she can use to defend herself and the library.

.: Abilities :.

-Staves-
Through the eons of her life, no other weapon has captured her interest much like the staff. Versatile, a good conduit, and nonlethal if used correctly. She's practiced and honed her abilities with the stave for longer than the universe has been a concept. Pushing her abilities to the point that she can use four, one for each hand, concurrently. Preferring two at once over four, she can do a lot with her fancy sticks. Including protecting what she holds dear against an army. As for the why? She always thought of them very alike a pendulum, the symbol for time. Thus she dedicated that to be her main weapon and defense of choice.

-Temporal Entity-
Time, something that every living thing bears heed to. The very reason that life was formed, the very reason that creation continues on and on. Without it, nothing would be possible. Urivii was created with a deep rooted connection to the flow of time. Being able to peer through time and all it's tributaries, full access to the overbearing web of everything all at once. In the beginning it was hard to manage, as she could barely tell the difference between past, present, and future. As she was taught how to control her magic, how to hone it, it became a lot easier to manage. Delegating specific sets of eyes to peer into certain facets of her magic, ensuring that he abilities only activated upon touch, among other ways to compartmentalize her abilities.
Now she is a paragon of time, while not entirely in control over her abilities she is able to look across time to precise moments assuming they're within the timeline and not broken much like her own. Able to look deep into alternate paths and twists. In the midst of the confusing haze, she turned that into her greatest strength at the cost of her sanity. Able to use her abilities for good, able to set the right people down the right paths to make the best possible outcome for certain events, or for bad if she so pleases, erasing segments of timelines to break her enemies down.
Despite her great prowess over time, there are some things that she can't or refuses to do. While she can slow the flow of time, she cannot stop or reverse it, as that takes more energy than she has produced in her long lifetime to preform. While she can erase entire timelines from existence, to do so would not only anger the time gods in place, it would reshape the entire timeline she is on. Changing events and confusing the hell out of her deeply. She has done it once, but no more as the ramifications and punishments she's faced for tampering with the timesmith's handiwork was immense. An overbearing fog and lots and LOTS of patchwork to ensure the damage didn't spread and generate paradoxes.
Her ability is akin to her standing in a desert, if that desert was made out of quantum sand and stretched for an eternity in all directions. She has access to change all she sees fit within her power. Able to take buckets full of the sand and move it, or remove it, as she sees fit. But alas she is just one person in a sea of forever. In her lifetime, she's explored quite a lot, but there still is a forever more left to observe. Enough so that she could miss entire centuries of her own life if she isn't careful.

-Enchantment-
With her astonishingly immense amount of magic energy flowing throughout her, even moreso as she left to live within the Oblivion universe, she finds it quite easy to enchant and imbue inert objects as well as the living. While her capabilities of enchantment are limited, and it exhausts her mana pools quite quickly, she is able to create strong magic weapons with what she has at her disposal. Creating such weapons as Xenon's Clockhand or enchanting entire bloodlines as seen with Tali's abilities.

.: Fears :.

-Eremophobia-
She fears being more isolated than she already is. Recluse yes, but there is always someone nearby that she is able to reach out to in case of emergencies or just to relieve the pain of stress. Stemming from her own magic, if she is left alone with it, she will find ways to escape the loneliness through the timeways. Potentially losing herself within her own mind, being bound to the far corner of her room for centuries such as her visions warn. Busy work and living with the people of Praeter help mitigate her fear, but if time is to be trusted, she fears the potential futures she sees where she sees herself sitting in the far side of the room she avoids like the plague. Sitting there for an indefinite amount of time. Not a soul reaching out to drag her back into reality, no one to check on her. Alone...

-Athazagoraphobia-
Being Forgotten. In the vastness of time that she has seen, the immensity of it all. She fears that her loved ones will forget her, leaving her to collect dust alone within her own body and temple. Leaving her to deal with...

-Atelophobia-
The fear of imperfection, specifically her past catching up with her. Having been tricked and designing a weapon that could wipe out her own species. She feels like she should be alienated from the Solraine for her actions as she contributed to yet another facet in which their demise would be inevitable if used. She fears Avalon finding her, she fears her brothers finding and hating her for what she's done, she fears the people finding out widespread and hating her for her crippled helping hand in their doom.
She yearns for love, but feels she doesn't deserve it for how imperfect she and her actions are. So she hides away in her home, making clocks to bide time as she studies the Stellar engine religiously in order to push away the thoughts of inadequacy and failure.

.: Health :.

-OCD-
Developed over a long long time that is now a fixed part of her person. A vicious compulsion for order in her own life. Obsessively keeping things in line. Walls of clocks tuned down to the millisecond, orderly evenly spaced througout her home and section of the library. Organized halls of books and works, writing not even a nanometer off center with painstaking effort put in to make things neat. Many many superstitions and actions taken to prevent her paranoia from acting out. While it seems a lot of exhaustive effort to ensure everything is just right, she has grown to love the things she does, it keeps her mind in check and orderly, a clean space without a speck of dust to make sure her studies are uninterrupted. Despite being interrupted by her hourly cleaning of the core and reorganization of all her work.

-ADHD-
Untreated vicious adhd. Through the ages she's learned to cope with it but alas it still impacts her work. Hyperfocusing down entire series of books, an unhealthy addiction to study and research into the timeline and the stellar engine. Enough to where she neglects her own hygiene and socials requirements. She has methods to keep her on track with things that don't invigorate her mind, but they only work so well. Her best is sitting down with a good tea to slow down.

-Paranoia and Regret-
Stemming from the actions of Avalon, after running and sabotaging an once friend's lifelong work, she couldn't help but bring herself into a self exile. Another time mage with powers that near her own, she fears his return. She fears his finding of her hiding spot in the far reaches of the galaxy. She knows it is inevitable, and that doesn't help. Every corner she fears, every dark room, every gust of wind. always one eye peering over her shoulder awaiting the time her actions catch up to her. alas, however, if given the chance to redo what she did. She'd do the exact same thing she did all that time ago, if it's to save her people and life from a doomsday clock she'll even sacrifice all she holds dear to ensure the longevity of her progeny and newfound friends in this cold heartless universe.

-Frail-
While she may be skilled with the stave, Urivii has found that her body is lacking in areas. Particularly strength. Her magic takes a massive toll on her body, taking up a lot of energy to ensure she is alive and has full range. She hasn't degraded into needing full support, but her dreams of exploring more than just the timeline has to be put on hold as her body cannot handle too much physical stress without risk of rupture. Her membrane is thin, the magic is dedicated to her abilities, and her cores, while fine, are delicate and tuned. Staying safe within her rooms is the only way to ensure that she remains intact, no matter how alluring the vastness of space is out there. It's too dangerous for her. If she were to lose even one sight core, she wouldn't know what to do with herself.

.: History :.

1 GC = 225,000,000 years

-Early Past-
(187 GC - 61 GC ago)
For most, the beginnings of their lives are a dull haze. Mostly a dark emptiness with blurs of happening. Memory serving to be their downfall as their brains and cores seem to block the earliness of existence. A slow burn and steady conscious stream taking form as they age and experience.
For Urivii on the other hand, her consciousness blipped into existence the second she was born. A sudden realization, a god standing before her in the wilds of her ancient ancestral home. Next to a mirrorlike lake that stretched to the horizon, the only peace she would know before she was let loose into the universe. All she could do was sit and watch as The Child muttered and went on all excitedly about another creation. Only catching glimpses of what the god was saying before they sauntered off. Peace, quiet. Letting her core catch up to being just created in an instant. Only moments of silence before the storm in which she was woefully underprepared for. Something The Child likely didn't take into consideration as the whole of time came crashing down upon her newly created mind. Shattering what little psyche she had developed within the few moments of her inception. Time, a jumbled mess, swirling around her. Confusing visages of future and past alike. Sprawling jungles, burning forests, massive towering cities, and the rubble that follows. Animals past and future staring at her, people walking by through and around one another. A confusing haze had befallen the newly created Urivii with little concept of what any of this means or even was. Barely any understanding of what she was bearing witness to. All she could do was run through the confusing haze, through the desert she was born in with visions of everything circling around her. Swirling around as buildings and people blended together in her mind through the maddening torment. Shaping her mind for eons to come as the nonsense of being started to creep.

This went on for days unend, horrifying visage after terrifying vision. Seeing the best and worst to come and has been. A mighty empire of people that looked like her, at the same time it all coming down as massive flying things in the sky come to burn it all away. It wouldn't be until she had run into another that looked like her, another being that resembled that of herself but longer and more animalistic, yet able to maintain himself. Said person being Csatta Razdeleni in his youth. A young Solraine who was born not even 100 years prior to that. Someone she recognized in her visions as an important person of interest. In her delirious haze of horrifying visions, Csatta had taken it upon himself to take the young Solraine under his wing, caring for her. Helping ground her in the base timeline that had been unfurling in normalcy. One of the most important things anyone has and will ever do for her. From there she met who she would dub her family alongside Csatta. Orana Cadmium and Jamie Stevens. The four of them forming a small little unit in which they cared for one another in the growing universe. Building things that she saw in her youth. Creating together the first Solraine foothold along with the other Primoridals of their time.

-End of an Empire-
(61 GC ago)
Thousands of millennia down the line, as she had furthered her grasp of her own magic down to a science, as if it were second nature to her, the worst had come. Visions she thought little of coming to fruition like a dread creeping in to the core. The early signs of genocide creeping in as their lifelong rivals, The Saachi, had begun a hate campaign against them. Players on both sides of the conflict further escalating to the point of mindless bloodshed. Due to the technical differences however, the Saachi came out on top. Able to overcome the hurdle that was wiping out a massive chunk of the Solraine people, leveling their cities and tormenting their people. Kasfi Illou, the capital of the then first Solraine empire, had come to a close as it's towering buildings and gorgeous architecture came crumbling under the hammer of hate.

Urivii found herself caught by the wave. She knew it was coming, yet she didn't act as she trusted her compatriots in the empire. However she failed to account for how ruthless the march of time was, how rigid it can be with certain events in taking place. It felt almost inevitable. People she long loved had changed and left, Orana himself taking a bunch of eggs and deserting the empire when it was clear they were out of their league in this conflict. Csatta still held hope, yet he was missing on top of having not seen his sister in ages. Yet upon interacting with the ancient tides of time, Urivii sought that her only hope of survival was to take herself and her egg, seek out The Guardian, the only god who would be able to be reached in these trying times, and find her brother so they can escape to the great beyond outside of her vision. 
She set off on an adventure that took it's toll on those around her. Losing many of those who followed the oracle, but there was no other option. It was that or die sitting and hiding as the Saachi's wave to eradicate the Solraine continued. A long adventure that nearly cost Urivii her life. But she pulled through with few Solraine in tow. Having the Guardian slap some sense into her brother, allowing them to escape into the great beyond, beyond the boundaries of their home universe. Looking back, seeing the ravaging destruction and the hate-fueled massacre

-New Ancient-
(60 GC - 50 GC Ago)
The new universe was a stark change but a welcome one. Plenty of old faces and new alike. Catching up with Caddy after the family unit split apart was a relief as now the four primordials were reunited. Sure the early times in Oblivion were rough, what with the Saachi attack that followed and swiftly dealt with by Cadmium, they still managed to solidify a steady home that would flourish and grow. Plenty of brilliant young suns that grew into massive names in the community the blossomed. A new kind of ancient that would call this universe their true home with little memory of the past horrors that occurred. Even her own child feeling more at home here than the old ever did. Watching all this new and exciting stuff happen invigorated Urivii into being more participant in the happenings of the budding Andoran empire. She would spread her treasure trove of knowledge and insight to the growing population and those she still saw as the young children that her brothers raised. A cultivated people that would rise higher than Kasfi ever did. Another chance.
As the empire started to grow further and further, going through it's own turbulence and shifting ideals, others began popping out of the woodwork. Another species that is closely resembling the Solraine, the Illiven, symbosized with the young Andoran becoming inseparable. Lovely blackhole people who made their homes along with their unrelated cousins. As well as another race, much more artificial than the other two, created by a Solraine with immense vision. Beings of stone and magic, much like the Solraine, but made for more utility purposes. It was unforeseen that they would grow into their own but it was a welcome change by many as the Ancients were a staple of middle Andoran society.

As tides turned, powers shifted, and ideals changed, so too did the Andoran empire of old. Their unifying leader, Than'mir, disappeared after an attack from a horrifying wretch, Orana exiled for a crime against his fellow Elder, and the atmosphere of the empire shifting to be more hostile as Rancin took over as acting leader with the further abduction of Zytkow. With exiles and disarray, seeds of sorrow and chaos reigning supreme, Urivii felt more and more hopeless. All of her brothers fading away into obscurity, disappearing into the night of horror, she was back at the same similar low that she felt creeping in during Kasfi Illou. This time though she wouldn't sit idle, this was her home too. She helped build it, and wouldn't let it wash away like the last one. Not letting it be ripped apart like her old. But alas what could she do, talk to the same brick walls that littered Kasfi but taken new form in the fundamentalist movement? Incite violence like Orana had taken? Aimless and many paths to totality, none of which seeming promising until an old face approached her...

-Avalon's Gambit-
(50 GC ago)
In the depths of depravity, it is said that the devil will take his chance to lure the well meaning and good natured to the dark. Taking many forms to ensure the snare is set.
Urivii found herself in a depressive pit again, much like her old pre-Oblivion self. Despite having a daughter and a wife, she couldn't help feeling hopeless in the face of such horror that was to come. The future held uncertain tides for Andoran. Seeing visions of inevitable collapse, biological and entity horrors unseen even in the before times, and a madman at the helm fighting against a monstrosity that would haunt her nightmares for eons to come. She is approached by a not so subtle ancient, a being that is as old as the race he is from, much like she is to hers. AVALON, a time mage who has done much wrong in his life. A well meaning but ambitious man, approaching her with a proposition. A plan to fix what is wrong with the universe. The strife, the pain, the suffering, all of it washing away and put unto one person. Him. He laid out his plans for the Gate, a time travel device in which he'd use and, using magic, he'd construct a throne that would siphon the negativity of the universe unto him.
Urivii was skeptical of course, a world without strife sounds like a child's dream, a utopia widespread is unheard of, even in smaller examples there will always be suffering. But after all that has been going on around them, the misery, the pain that had overtaken the empire that she and her peers had built. It was an easy yes, as she wanted Andoran to survive, to Thrive. Any means necessary. Thus beginning her ten year long partnership with Avalon where she and him would extensively research and gather the extreme anomalies found throughout the galaxy. From an entire Interdimensional tear, to condensed solidified time, to a hull that is exempt from passage, they built the thing from the ground up through pain and tears. But with their brilliant minds put together, they accomplished what many people thought was impossible. Time travel.

Celebration! The years of hard work as the society around them collapsed, with constant pressure from Orana as well pushing them into a corner, all finally paying off. A device that would not only unlock deeper secrets than that Urivii can see as well as providing a way to fix the wrongs without making Any paradoxes. Or so they thought, as Urivii sauntered through and stumbled upon a secret that not only was troubling, but it was something that her work partner had known about since the beginning. Through the study, the topic of erasure had come up once or twice, something that deeply troubled those who were working with the project. The Solraine being non-native to this universe proposes a predicament, if one were to turn back time to that period and interfere with a fresh universe, they would find that the magic beings would not come. There is no other universe to which they could come from, as they were eradicated from their old home after they migrated here. Effectively erasing them from existence. Avalon minimized it, iterating that it wouldn't happen as the gate was built to specifically prevent something like that from happening, paradox prevention and all. He lied, as no amount of paradox prevention would prevent this, since the clock here would be the only things turning back, not the other universes. Completely isolated, effectively erasing all the work and struggle to stay alive, changing the early universe forever and putting the final nail in the coffin for the Solraine as a species.
Urivii was mortified upon this revelation, even more so that Avalon would let this go on considering he was made by the very people he claimed to want to help. Without much of a choice, in her slowly growing haze of fear and lack of control, she broke into the Gate and stole some of the pieces that she and she alone designed. The major pieces being the Night Generator, of which she gave to her daughter to run and hide; and the Kaleidoscopic Lens, the one she kept to herself to watch over to ensure it never fell back into his hands ever again. Sabotaging the Gate, she ran. Forcing herself and her family into hiding and exile, splitting apart for an eternity before the Gate exploded and Andoran collapsed.

-Dread-
(50 GC - Now)
After the events that had taken place, she had nowhere else to run. Her family was scattered across the stars, lost adrift the abyssal star ocean. Her brothers either gone mad with rage or with grief, her daughter sent to live with her mother far off on a seed colony in the depths of the galaxy's rim. Now, all Urivii had was herself and her abilities, the same abilities that had gotten her in yet another mess. Another collapse that she couldn't prevent, another near eradication level event that she had a helping hand in, another era of silence. She found herself adrift for a while before she landed on a planet that was home to a much smaller colony of Solraine who took her in. While she was depressed beyond repair, she still helped this small community thrive the best she could. Advising them, acting as an elder to ensure they were on the right path. Through thick and thin, through the shattering of their planet to the arrival to Andravaus. While she was there, she wasn't there all that mentally. Constantly mulling over her failures as a person. After arriving to the strange mechanical system, she took it upon herself to go into reclusion, living within the vast library they were located near. For GC after GC, she sat in there, lost in her own mind, lost in the timeline. Huddled in the corner until an unwitting adventurer found the room and woke her back to reality.
From there, she was the Reclusive Elder to the people of Praeter. A cryptid who lived within the library, acting as head librarian to the planet and a guiding hand to those who lost their way. Hoping that someone would come by to motivate her, inspire her to not give up hope in these trying time. Especially with Avalon's wicked hand reaching closer and closer to the Stellar Engine.

.: Other Details :.

- Themes -
Playground - Bae Miller
Time Remastered - Epic Mountain
Dune - Creo