[@Tyki][@thewizardguy]

Eclipse stood straight and met his gaze with that of the raging winds. "Hmm." He looked strong, sincere, and confident. Through his divine vision, he saw what mortals could not. He could easily see deeper levels of meaning, transcending materiality and even time. "Take heart, my friend, for what is anger but an urgent plea for justice?" The angel-god began to shimmer, sets of large, magnifacent wings appearing behind it in a ghostlike form, moving him, yet somehow untouched by the violent winds. Eclipse looked upon the summoned destroyer with sympathy and understanding. "I am familiar with this beast and what fuels it. Its need shall be satisfied."

In a brief, but muted flash, he blinked off the deck and a small spec of light appeared much farther out travelling into the thick dark clouds. 

Appearing close to the face of the magical storm, Eclipse held open his hands. His mere proimity sapped the fury of the magical entity. Winds slowed as they came close to him, and a soft, sunlike light made the clouds appear smaller and less threatening. He felt the rage of the creature, its intense desire to get its vengeance, to right a wrong, and he listened to it. The thundering heart pulsed with the life of its will. It was suffering from the pain of its desire. It hated its targets. Eclipse reached out in an attempt to ease its pain, to extend its patience, and reassure it that justice would triumph. "No storm rages forever." He added fatalisticly. 

Eclipse hoped that the wind elemental would appeal to him, as a paragon, as kindred, and from there he could connect with it and turn it around with compassion and reasoning. Chances are it couldn't speak, but even nature gods heeded the most base wisdom. If it were controlled against its will, he would try to free it. Depending on how loyal it was, or how reasonable, he could possibly undo its course.