Phantasia
(#14163086)
Level 7 Guardian
Familiar
Cardinal Hippogriff
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Wind.
Female Guardian
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
17.61 m
Wingspan
12.15 m
Weight
9259.28 kg
Genetics
Caribbean
Iridescent
Iridescent
Sky
Facet
Facet
Sky
Gembond
Gembond
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 7 Guardian
EXP: 337 / 11881
STR
29
AGI
6
DEF
9
QCK
20
INT
5
VIT
8
MND
6
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
- Permafrost
- Xanthos
- Gorgyra
- Deia
- Bartz
- Kaide
- Padua
- Korlax
- Tempest
- Nick
- Belim
- Frigid
- Dia
- Evangeline
- Nola
- Verigost
- Carmeli
- Aqua
- Jeannie
- Zudal
- Coldfire
- Destria
- Raisa
- Renolo
- Riana
- Cas
- Elysia
- Tetsui
- Miyasi
- Asil
- Saria
- Lance
- Barlow
- Machai
- Alicia
- Talon
- Adreanas
- Dominic
- Delfina
- Quiora
- Nessie
- Agustus
- Makuahine
- Ladon
- Azure
- Alise
- Belenus
- Anasta
- Beltran
- Eliza
- Alnitak
- Zolin
Biography
To be honest, this one's quiet about her past but talkative about the future. She has all these plans for new layouts of the lairs, and some are actually pretty interesting. We just don't have a lot of time for them right now, since we're still trying to learn everyone's names. Still.
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Phantasia hails from a wind northmost of the Plateu, where the Clefts touch the land of the arcanists. Many consider her to be a phantom born from the mixing of knowledge and the wind itself. Her wings are bright and the runes etched upon them weave stories ancient and fantastical but no less informative. She bears the colors of the brightest sky and the light of the sun glints off of her gem infused hide. A product of a father who lived atop the grandest of oaks to soak in the brightest rays and a mother who swore knowledge was the essence of all life; Phantasia is a sight to behold.
The Guardian found her calling as a Seer at a very young age. She was seeing flashes of dreams while her eyes were wide and her mind well awake, these strange daydreams turning into what would be her passion as she came to maturity as prophecies and omens. The runes that dance across her scales permanently recall her visions, racing across her wings and pooling into the bright library of past seeings upon her chest. Taking on her role led her south of her home one day, far from the only winds she had ever known. She had seen the future of a great white dragon who's voice was husky and rumbling but could only be described as comforting. Her wings beat hard as she fought the gales to her destination and during the last leg of her journey was surprised to find the place of her Seeing produced barely any wind at all.
The white matriarch stood where she had seen her to be, grande form bearing over the heads of several other dragons and voice permeating deep into the cavernous lair as low as it was. It was all she had envisioned, the colors still so vivid in her mind it was as if she was living two separate moments at one time, two exact timelines converged into one. The Matriarch turned her bulky head, broken horn and marred face lessened in menace by the softest gaze from eyes as green as lush grass and a smile as delicate as a newly bloomed Tulip. Phantasia was entranced, bowing to the Guardian and forgetting her hood hid her head. Rather than confronting the intruding newcomer or mentioning her lack of manners, the Matriarch rumbled deep in her chest and offered a very fond, "Hello."
Phantasia sits within the caves as a personal assistant to Hanji, Hime's mate. The Great Ghost trusts the Seer enough to allow her to protect the reckless Mirror in her absence. She continues to read the future of the dragons in the lair, awaiting the moment her most impressionable Vision comes to fruition. She has come to love her home, diligently watching over newly hatched offspring and aiding dragons within the winding Tunnels when she is able to see they are lost. It is only a time before the Great Omen appears to rock the foundation of the underground Clan and she desires to offer all the help she is able to. If only she could tell Hime just what the broken Tundra would bring to her Clan. Perhaps, by a stroke of luck, the small Witch always at Hime's side would learn to learn the language of the runes that swirl and write across her scales. Phantasia prays quietly, waiting, watching.
Seeing.
Yellow bio by Houndour, black by RoseMagic
The Guardian found her calling as a Seer at a very young age. She was seeing flashes of dreams while her eyes were wide and her mind well awake, these strange daydreams turning into what would be her passion as she came to maturity as prophecies and omens. The runes that dance across her scales permanently recall her visions, racing across her wings and pooling into the bright library of past seeings upon her chest. Taking on her role led her south of her home one day, far from the only winds she had ever known. She had seen the future of a great white dragon who's voice was husky and rumbling but could only be described as comforting. Her wings beat hard as she fought the gales to her destination and during the last leg of her journey was surprised to find the place of her Seeing produced barely any wind at all.
The white matriarch stood where she had seen her to be, grande form bearing over the heads of several other dragons and voice permeating deep into the cavernous lair as low as it was. It was all she had envisioned, the colors still so vivid in her mind it was as if she was living two separate moments at one time, two exact timelines converged into one. The Matriarch turned her bulky head, broken horn and marred face lessened in menace by the softest gaze from eyes as green as lush grass and a smile as delicate as a newly bloomed Tulip. Phantasia was entranced, bowing to the Guardian and forgetting her hood hid her head. Rather than confronting the intruding newcomer or mentioning her lack of manners, the Matriarch rumbled deep in her chest and offered a very fond, "Hello."
Phantasia sits within the caves as a personal assistant to Hanji, Hime's mate. The Great Ghost trusts the Seer enough to allow her to protect the reckless Mirror in her absence. She continues to read the future of the dragons in the lair, awaiting the moment her most impressionable Vision comes to fruition. She has come to love her home, diligently watching over newly hatched offspring and aiding dragons within the winding Tunnels when she is able to see they are lost. It is only a time before the Great Omen appears to rock the foundation of the underground Clan and she desires to offer all the help she is able to. If only she could tell Hime just what the broken Tundra would bring to her Clan. Perhaps, by a stroke of luck, the small Witch always at Hime's side would learn to learn the language of the runes that swirl and write across her scales. Phantasia prays quietly, waiting, watching.
Seeing.
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Yellow bio by Houndour, black by RoseMagic
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