Night Phlox

"I don't follow fate, i make it twist. I'm the fire that can be mist..." A pristress of the goddess of the night,: a divinity that thinks latterally. Light and darkness are no ennemies, but complements. Without both day and night, we wouldn't be. Being thankful both sweet dreams and nightmares are important, both are for a reason. Some flowers are too delicate to open up un the daylight... Alike the night-blooming jasmine, it is also the case of this woman. She is blessed by the goddess of the night and have been given the power of shadow weilding, she can make them solid and change their forms at will; a power she will only use for fair causes or lose it forever. Like the tradition ask for, she got renamed after the thing that facinated her the most as apprentice in her first night outside of the temple. Her childhood name was Elara. Some rumors tell that she might be the direct daughter of the goddess she pry to every twilight. She truly believe that we are the one making our destiny, even while believing in fate. Night Phlox is a beautiful contradiction that suits herself perfectly. It seems like she can talk to some animals and have a barn owl named Starshine as familiar. You happen to be outside in a sacred part of the wood at midnight, while a lunar eclipse. Don't ask me why, find yourself a reason, you can be lost, just looking for wood, clearing your head... or knowing exactly what's happening, somehow.