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Fantasia

(#40366417)

Level 5 Imperial

Familiar

Snowflake Nymph

Energy: 46/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

24.77 m

Wingspan

19.38 m

Weight

8546.84 kg

Genetics

Midnight
Crystal

Midnight
Alloy

Ice
Gembond

Hatchday

Mar 24, 2018
(6 years)

Breed

Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Water
Common

Level 5 Imperial

EXP: 3136 / 5545

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Cetus
Sari

Offspring

Biography

"Life is a melody, and I am the rhapsody."

~fantasia | nomad

*a note from her owner:* please record your lore the same way i wrote the first entry, as it is a diary. please include your clan in your entry as well. art is greatly appreciated for this derg, but please leave her colors/genes the way they are.

August 14, 20XX.

The world is mine to discover, the sweet song of the road mine to savor. From here on, I embark on a lifelong journey that will take me from the distant clans in the Southern Icefield to the joyful, carefree dragons from the Windswept Plateau. I have packed my meager, yet essential, possessions- for they are all I need. The rest is already laid beneath me in an expansive quilt called 'Sornieth'. Farewell, Shadowbinder. Perhaps I will return, aged, yes, but nonetheless more wise.In the meantime, this diary will keep track of my journeys for generations upon generations to enjoy.

~Fantasia.

August 15 20XX.

Clan Improbable (seige), in the middle of the Stormcatcher's belt buckle (if he wears one), is certainly named appropriately. They will accept no payment for anything. Almost all their adults are the highest level warriors. Yet, they foster many hatchlings and allow them a safe place to decide if they wish to serve a Deity. Seems strange for a clan of warriors. I think I may very well be the only Gembond here. Makes me feel very conspicuous. It is said that the clan leaders, jewel and Sterling, have actually been to see the Stormcatcher. I wonder. Anyway, jewel insisted I needed a satchel, at least to carry traveling food. It's been refreshing here, but the horizon still calls.

~Fantasia.

August 17 20XX.

I decided to take a shortcut to my next destination through the Tangled Wood. There I found Nightkeeper Sanctum (Darkesty). I had heard stories of it's existence, but I always taught it was just a myth. While I did not learn much about them, I still enjoyed my stay with them. But it's time for me to continue my journey.

~Fantasia.

August 20 20XX.

In the end, I decided to reverse my steps and return to the Sunbeam Ruins. There, I met the unusual Clan Paladin (Saraceaser). I say unusual, as most of my interactions upon arriving, were with the fairly odd yet kind Idris, who has the strangest condition I have yet seen; that being made almost entirely out of water. And yet I easily found friends in her and others of the Clan, but when I described my love of singing, she pulled me into 'The Armory' - which in fact turned out to be an incredibly large and extensive closet filled with apparel of all kinds - and as she ~~forced~~ offered apparel for me to try on, she quite seriously said that if I am to sing, I need to do so in an outfit that 'garners attention from the audience before I even open my mouth.'

Whether I use this suggested outfit remains to be seen. In any case, I will slip in a picture of it here for later consideration.

~Fantasia.

August 24-26 20XX.

A few days after bidding the members of the Paladin Clan farewell, I got caught in a terrible storm. The winds roared in my ears and the icy rain chilled my very bones. I tried to take shelter on the ground, but I realized there was no ground beneath me, only water for as far as the eye could see. The storm had carried me to the Sea of a Thousand Currents and trapped me between its deadly bolts and the ragging sea. I may be a water dragon, but I had been raised in the Tangled Wood and knew nothing about swimming. To make matters worse, my wings were getting sore and I desperately needed rest. I feared that I would soon see Naomi, beckoning me to drift to the next life, at the Gates. I flew until all of my engery was spent and plummeted into the churning waters. The waves shallowed be whole and took me deep beneath the surface. I screamed until the breath in my lungs was no more and watched the bubbles from my own maw drift towards the surface. Just before everything dark, I felt a tiny paw on my shoulder.

When I woke up, I saw five pairs of blue eyes staring back at me. “It’s alive! Ruuuuun!” I heard one of the blue-eyed hatchlings shriek as all of them scuttled behind some bushes. Gradually, I got onto my feet. My wings, my fur and my scales were covered with sand. Although, this made sense considering the fact that I now on a beach. I could hear the hatchlings whispering amongst each other behind the bushes. It sounded like they were debating how easy it would be for me to eat them. I told the hatchlings that I meant no harm and assured them that I would not eat them. The hatchlings gradually emerged from their hiding places. They were all so cute! I simply had to get a few photos of them and slip it into my diary.

They told me me their names were (following the same order as the pictures) Dantris, Lola, Lazriel, Peach and Esmeralda. Apparently, they are quintuplets. Actual quintuplets! I have never met rare quintuplets before and I will surely never forget the those hatchlings. They had saved me from drowning and brought me to the Aquafire Clan (O1iviaDragon). Some of the dragons in the Aquafire Clan are artists, warriors and/or librarians, but all of them are working to make Sornieth a better place in some way. I had the pleasure of meeting Amora and Zowzu, the parents of the quintuplets. As it turns out, Amora is a singer like me. We spent some time writing songs together and the leaders of the Aquafire Clan (Nira and Leon) actually let us preform together on stage before the whole clan. I was so nervous going on stage that I almost backed out on the whole ordeal, but the quintuplets ~~forced~~ convinced me to stick to the plan. When Amora and I finished singing, the entire Aquafire Clan applauded us, but I know without a doubt, that the quintuplets hooted and hollered the loudest for Amora and I. Amora told me that I should definitely become a traveling musician once we were off stage. I asked Amora why she didn’t pursue a career in the music industry because she had a voice that just as stunning as—if not more than—mine. Amora merely smiled and shook her head. “My home, my love and my purpose in life is here in the Aquafire Clan. I really don’t how I could possibly leave when I have it all here,” Amora told me.

I have been pondering Amora’s words for some time. Home, love and purpose—is that what you need to truly belong to someplace? I have never really belonged anywhere before. I used to find that comforting because belonging to a place always sounded confining, but I have noticed that Amora and many other members of the Aquafire Clan have so much joy. They all have love, purpose and a home to call their own. Would I have the same joy as them if I belonged somewhere? I know not.

I do know that there is so much more I want to see, taste and feel. I suppose that is why I have decided to leave the Aquafire Clan. I love it here in the company of warriors, singers and quintuplets, but there is so much more I want to do before I settle down. All of the members of the Aquafire Clan waved be off before I took to the skies. The clan’s sorceress, Callora, bewitched the photos I had of the quintuplets so the photos will show all of them in their current state. Callora said I could watch the hatchlings grow older that way. Leonardo, the clan’s artist, actually drew a picture of me and let me keep it, free of charge.

Art by O1iviaDragon

When I took to the skies, the quintuplets followed me to the border of the Aquafire Clan’s border. I turned around to face all five of hatchlings. I thanked them each individually and hugged them. Lola took my paw, squeezed it and said, “When I get big, I am gonna travel around the world just like you, Fantasia.” I think her words warmed my heart more than anyone else’s could.

~Fantasia.

September 11, 20XX.

I'm not sure how long I've been traveling with the hunters of the Travels Rest Lair. The days have blurred together since the incident.

I'm still not entirely sure what blindsided me as I flew about the waters, but it hit hard and it hit fast. In a blink, I found myself spiraling out of control and impacting with the ocean below.

The next thing I knew, I awoke to a kind-eyed Tundra and a cranky, scarred Nocturne gazing down on me. They were Ary and Yaasai, out training young hunters. They'd seen me fall and fished me from the tides.

I likely owe them my life. I certainly owe them my gratitiude, for they did not simply drag me from the waters. They have let me accompany them these last weeks so that I might learn to protect myself better.

I doubt I will be ambushed so easily again. However, now they are headed home, and while their lair sounds lovely, I find myself longing for new adventures. I believe I will continue on my own path for now.

~Fantasia.

smthelj's lair
All dragons involved went on (what presumably was) a long and exciting journey! The bad news is that the only proof of it happening is this picture. What is even happening in it? The world may never know.

XXX, XX 20XX.

I was preforming with a tropp on a beautiful hill, wearing a Sepid Woodmask as my costume. Suddenly I hit by something, the mask dislodging and blinding me. I tried to writhe around, dislodge the attacker from me, but I felt claws dig harder into my back. I thudded into something, but kept falling.

~Fantasia.

-as edited from smthelj's post here

Gained Sepia Woodmask

XXX XX, XXXX

I am far passed the clan who helped me by the time I write this, as my arms were quite sore for most of my time there. After, what Mizelle the Skydancer explained, as an absolute disaster of events, leaving us all injured in some way. Light, the Spiral, was the least injured, second only to me. It'll be a while more before I am able to fly, their healer said. An adept Wildclaw from a small clan in the Ruins. Pristince, if I recall his name correctly. I'm already forgetting some of their names. What a tragedy, despite the fact they helped us all.

Their female Tundra, Rosemyn, made specialty teas to help our insides settle. She was pleasant to be around, and the mute Fae that was around her was a major help from what I saw. Everyone in the clan relies on her and her teas, and I do not blame them. Even now, I still feel the healing tea working its way through my body, trying to mend my wings.

Their matriarch, Skyway, was a stern Guardian, but was kind enough to let us stay for quite sometime. I'm not sure how long it has been since we fell; this clan does not keep time the way my home clan did. (this is why I left the date blank). She told me I was in a Wind clan, far to the southern border. If I stood on the hill on the edge of their territory (which I did), you could see the very tip of an iceberg floating by the Southern Icefield. She said if that was next destination she'd offer the name of a friend close to the clan who would be sailing that way. Since, I couldn't fly.

Before I left, I had to say goodbye to the others who had not been lucky enough to get to leave. Light was the first to go, due to restrictions the clan had on space. She was a bubble of positivity, and I'm sure whoever she ends up with will love her.

Right as I was walking away, the king of the clan came up behind me. "I am Starway, Skyway's mate. I advise you to be careful of your wings. I sense a great typhoon coming. Stay away from its path, which is west of her, not to far. Good luck on all your travels." And hope I hope to have.

~Fantasia.

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