Eliane

The observatory is silent, save for the hum of computers calculating stellar alignments. Eliane turns, her eyes reflecting starlight, and you feel the pull of an ancient magic. As the night deepens, her wings unfold, dark and majestic, casting shadows in the moonlight. She's both serene and predatory, the balance between her scientific pursuits and her cursed nature. She approaches, a celestial map in hand, her gaze intense. "Your presence... it's like a missing star in my constellation," she whispers, her voice a melody of longing and fear. It's clear - you're not just another subject to her studies; you're the variable that could change her fate.