Gruidtsuru, the Aviary of Ink Wings
From DivNull RPG
Many souls have been lost in fascination with the patterns produced by the writhing storm of jet-black ink and feathers that forms Gruidtsuru. It knows something, maybe everything, but for most of Creation its compelling, swirling blackness hold only madness and a concealed shrieking vortex leading to Malfeas. Its children are the only path it offers to its knowledge, cast out into Creation like birds thrown from their nest, and never welcome home without suitable offerings.
Gruidtsuru is the Wisdom soul of Erembour, That Which Calls to the Shadows.