These are the ones that have fallen into the song from the beyond the stars. Beautiful and terrible, yet they may look like someone you know. But they are cold and amoral. Once you hear the song call to you, you are loathe to leave it. The masters are cruel, but they can't be lived without. They will do as called, and seek to bring others into the terrible bliss that they live in. (The armor is not always worn but is elaborate chain and plate, multicolored and brilliantly reflectively showing fields of stars) Instinct: To serve and protect

• Follow its master orders with cold beatiful and cruel efficiency
• Telepathically call its master through the physic maelstorm with words from beyond the stars
• Wear beautiful clothes and behave appropriately on the arms of a star elf master
• Lash out with chord from the song of the stars to momentarly daze someone
• Chain someone to its master with a physic whip that simultaneously burns and soothes