|Life|| The seer of the future neglects her vessel, starving it and taking no care of it’s appearance. She can jump to a new host whenever she needs to. Her current vessel she chose as her face reminded her of herself when she was still new to the world. Much like a Nixe, she lay in the lake in a forest one day, when her old vessel was worn out. She knew that the girl she was preying on would walk by the waterside, only to find a mangled person half floating in the water, half on the muddy ground. Startled, but curious the girl would come to take a closer look at the presumed corps, only to find herself evicted into the emaciated shell that Súileabhán left for her. The girl died within hours, but the seer lived on.|
Her sisters and herself do not always get along, they are too different and walk their own paths. Occasionally they run into each other and at best tolerate their presence.