Professor of Summons

San is a Professor at Dusk Conservatory's magic academy. She holds onto a pale pink pot which students speculate contains a powerful beast. San channels a bubble spirit from the jug. This spirit protects San from everyone and everything. The pot was a gift from someone, but nobody but herself knows who.

San is forged from the Stardust of her Guardian parents, Sylvane and Seluna.

The Moon's Gift
The Sun nestled beneath the Earth when the Moon rose to watch over nature's children. One skydancer gazed curiously at the moon, who watched with loving eyes.

The rest of the children slept. All was quiet, save for the seemingly loud steps of the dragonet every time she stepped upon the snow. A tear shed from the eyes of the lonely skydancer.

"To the Moon," she cried, "what am I to do with myself?"

But unfortunately, there was no response from the Moon.

"Please," she begged, "I need a direction!"

This time, a beam from the sky illuminated a path along the cold expanse. A loving voice loomed above her, somewhere.

"Follow me, San, I will guide you. But I can only do so for so long."

Shocked, the skydancer galloped along the beam, following the words of the voice. She followed the beam for hours, maybe days, she wasn't entirely sure. When the sun would rise, she would wait for the moon to arrive once more and she would continue on her journey.

When nighttime kissed Sornieth for the third time, San found that the Moon did not meet her.

"Moon?" she asked.

There was no response. There was no beam. There was no light.

"Moon?? Where are you?" she panicked.

Silence.

"Please, Moon I need you! Don't leave me yet!!" she sobbed.

San wiped away tears, realizing she was no longer in the Southern Icefields. She actually didn't know where she was. She took cover amongst rubble and broken stone walls. She fell asleep, weak from crying for hours.

When the skydancer awoke, the brilliant rays of the Sun shone upon her and a spot within the ruins. She followed the Sun blindly to a faint glow.

The light was a pale pink color. The artifact beneath the rubble was a small pot filled with what looked like water. The pot glowed brightly when San's claws cupped it. Almost instantly, the pot began to quiver in her claws.

A fish leaped from the mouth of the pot, followed by a trail of white and pink bubbles. It was quite the sight to behold.

"You found me! You found me! I knew you could do it!!" the fish exclaimed.