#elidi

Rigel - The Curator

An imposing, austere, yet stoic majestic celestial. Rigel’s assigned purpose is to inspect archives and their collections for damages and authenticity of the specimens. During a constellation gathering, he meets Elidi, an Overseer. He found her alluring, which surprised him. He self-contemplation himself before approaching her. Something sparked between them and went on of being together.

He later become a father of six children, but not with the some being.

Elidi - The Overseer

An elegant, devious, yet vindictive celestial. Elidi’s assigned purpose was to supervises Nebulas and their duties. During a constellation gathering, she caught the attention of a stoic majestic celestial, Rigel. Something sparked between them and went on of being together, to very much to her liking. She’ll later become the wife / lover of Rigel and the mother of their children: The Archivists.

However, her marvellously life came crashing down when she noticed glowing cracks on her arms: a sign of supernoving. She didn’t believe that she was gonna to supernova. It was assured, she was 1,000 years old, she was too young to supernova. She and Rigel went to see a Solaris if they can prevent it, only to be informed that there’s nothing they can do to prevent it. They told her that she has about a week. She was furious, depended them to developed a way to prevent it. They told it would be impossible for a way to be created in a short time. Rigel had to hold her back from attacking the Solaris and took her home.

A week later, she was sent away, miles from her family to supernova.

Asterope - The Chronicler

A competitive reserved, yet quirky celestial. Asterope’s assigned purpose is to document accounts of important events  such as evolution changes on planets or a birth of a celestial. She keeps her own personal journal for write anything else that she found interesting to her.

While attending an opening of a new archive, a specimen escaped. The specimen landed on her, but she didn’t notice it at first. Unannounced to her, a celestial was rapidly approaching behind her. Next she knew, a net was thrown over her and she was dragged across the floor. She looked up to see a tall bewildered celestial staring down at her. The two stared at each other until the specimen began to tried to escape from the net. The celestial summoned a small crescent moon and shot it at the specimen, which the specimen transformed into a crystal statue. She was released from the net and then gotten on her feet. The celestial before her stared at her for a moment before he leaves with the specimen without saying a word. 

Ever since then, Asterope couldn’t get the image of that celestial out of her mind. Why she was so intrigued about him? She contemplated on what action to take on this manner. After some thought, she decided to pay him a visit.

Her meeting him again will led her becoming Rigel’s second wife / lover and the mother of Esther and Collector. 

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“Naia pats her daughter’s back as she nurses in the dark. It’s been ten long trine since she had an infant in her arms, and she feels a strange sadness at the thought of Zenna growing. She’s not sure that she’ll ever hold an infant like this again. It may be the last time that she’ll be able to touch tiny feet that kicked her from within, her last chance to hold a hand that she made.

The fact that she even gets this opportunity again is a blessing from Thra. She didn’t get to enjoy Zain’s infancy. She was too worried that something would go wrong, too afraid that he would slip away without warning in the night, to enjoy these moments with him. All those years between, spent trying and hoping to no avail, had made her weary.

Naia feels the baby’s hands pressing against her breast, traces a finger over her little curling toes, and feels thankful for a great many things. For the tiny miracle in her arms. For her husband, who never let her give up hope. For her body, which is stronger than Naia has ever realized. For her sister, who is as tenacious as their mother was, and for her oldest daughter, who helped to bring her baby sister into the world. For her middle daughter, who was instantly enamored with the new addition, and for her only son, who had already mesmerized the little one with his smiles.

When Zenna has drunk her fill, Naia fixes her nightdress and shifts the baby onto her shoulder. It takes some effort to get out of bed, but she manages it. She’s just as exhausted as she was after giving birth to Zain, but she can’t bring herself to wake Amri - not when Zenna is so comfortable in her grasp, and not when this might be the last first night she has with one of their childlings. For the first time, Naia feels old at the thought. She is only thirty-eight, and yet... she can see the years passing them by already. Elidi is only nine trine younger than Naia was when Elidi was born. Oria will get her wings any day, now. Zain is still a childling, but it won’t be long before he’ll grow into a young man.