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@ItachiUmbreon Maggs smiles at the Guardian. She knows him well. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=38277321] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/382774/38277321_350.png[/img] [/url] [b]Hello Monty. Maggs has seen you coming for a long while. You are the Guardian seeking his charge. The one who shall face the Trials across Sornieth, each one more difficult then the last. You have recently finished the Trial of Secrets and reaped your reward. Now you have questions, about your past, and your home. No dear friend you did not come from a Light clan. You are a child of Plaguebringer, one born to the Scarred Wasteland. Your father took you as far away from that place as he could. He placed your egg in the nest of a Lightning clan as he did your brother and sister. Your siblings were sent off to serve the Stormcatcher after they left their adopted clans. You however have a different destiny. A Guardian is a dragon meant to protect, what he protects is something that calls to his heart. You are a true Guardian and what you must protect is out there for you to seek. May the Gods bless your journey young one for it is an epic one. This is what Maggs sees. [/b]

@Foxe The Skydancer turns toward the Wildclaw a soft smile on her face. The crystal ball before her glows with a soft pale green light that reflects across Onyx's face. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=38277321] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/382774/38277321_350.png[/img] [/url] [b]A crippled soul has come to Maggs. One who has been tainted by an event that can not be forgotten. You show the world your bitterness to keep them at a distance. Afraid of what they will think and say, truly you are afraid of yourself. The path you walked may be forever changed your scars but they do not define your path. Where you see only ruin in the refection of your skin others see the flourishing brightness within you. Even your mate, loved you before he knew you. You bring him light in a world of darkness. He, like you hates what he has become, but together you can become more than what you see in reflection. Trust in each other and begin to heal. Your scars may never fade but that does not mean you should focus on them. People will love you for your heart. This is what Maggs sees. [/b]

@WickedBunnie The Skydancer waves a hand over her crystal ball, the images of flowers and dancing firebugs fill the tent. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=38277321] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/382774/38277321_350.png[/img] [/url] [b]Greetings my dear friend. You have traveled far to find Maggs, a journey born of doubt and laced with fear. You are a rare soul that cares for the young of others knowing that you may never have any of your own. You go out of your way to find the best homes for your charges, try to guarantee that they will have the brightest future possible. You doubt that all of them will make it, and fear for the ones that do not. Know this friend, you have given them the first stepping stones they need and guided them across to the beginning of their path. The decisions they make from there are their own. You have given them the tools they need to make the best choice. Have faith in them and in your work. The only time hope is lost for your charges and your hatchery is when you do nothing. This is what Maggs sees.[/b]

@roxysantana [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=42794064] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/427941/42794064_350.png[/img] [/url] Alina walks in cautiously. The room unnerved her, sending shivers up her spine. A noise sounded in the corner. She whirled around, winds, rams ready. When she saw it was just the wind from the unclouded door, she sheepishly went to close the door. “Hello?” She murmured in a silky voice.

@RoxySantana [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43061141] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/430612/43061141_350.png[/img] [/url] Robin cautiously approached the tent, making sure to be as quiet as possible. His curiosity eventually led him to open the door without thinking, stepping quickly inside. "H-hello?" He managed to say, in a nervous, high-pitched voice.

@RoxySantana [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=345141&did=46160175&function=edit#bio][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/461602/46160175_350.png[/img][/url] [i]Emmet walked tentatively forward to the tent. Shy as always he poked his head in...[/i] "Hi... I was wondering if I could l-look into your crystal ball?" [i]He walked in slowly looking around the tent...[/i]

@RoxySantana [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43887791] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/438878/43887791_350.png[/img] [/url] Sienna walked into the tent, her curiosity grasped by the peculiar Skydancer. She marvelled at the mystic aura around her, taking in the lovely, candle-lit space. It was quite mystifying, really and Sienna couldn't help feeling compelled to look into the aforementioned crystal ball, so she turned to the Skydancer with a smile. "I'd love to take a look," she replied, eager to find out what lie in store for her.

This is such a wonderful idea for a forum game! I love it <3 @RoxySantana [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=46105828] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/461059/46105828_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] Itsumade stepped into the tent after scanning it with unnaturally bright, yet sadly distant, eyes. 'Fortune.... telling?' He thought, his cranial face unable to express much. He tilted his head and entered, folding all 4 of his wings and taking in the overall essence of the Skydancer's tent. He made sure not to touch anything, for he did not know what effect it would have on the item he touched; would it simply fall over? Would it crumble to dust? Would it corrode? "[i]Miss...? I am sorry to intrude- but I would greatly... greatly appreciate knowing what you are able to see... about me[/i]" He spoke with care, hesitant, as if afraid of his own words. His voice has a sort of empty echo to it. And, Despite not being able to express much, it was clear that he felt a sort of anxious anticipation.