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Phyllo

(#69696964)

She/They

Melomakarona

Candy Cockatrice

Energy: 50/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

26.97 m

Wingspan

13.94 m

Weight

8604.63 kg

Genetics

Blush
Skink

Banana
Trail

Robin
Capsule

Hatchday

May 31, 2021
(2 years)

Breed

Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Plague
Pastel

Level 25 Imperial

Max Level

STR

105

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

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P H Y L L O
{ FEE-low }
Gardener

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The slippery tether that holds me to this world
is made stronger by the strength of this city.

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Phyllo has known greatness.

Not personally, not at first. When she was hatched, greatness came in the form of her youngest sibling: Polvoron. He was the shining jewel of their nest, chosen by the universe itself. Phyllo cannot tell you what it would be like to be blessed by such power, but she can certainly tell you what it’s like to be next to it.

The collective childhood of Phyllo and her three siblings was one of great chaos, a swirling mess of those who wanted to touch Polvoron’s greatness and those who hoped to take a sliver of it in the form of Phyllo and the other older siblings. This was how their childhood went, as countless clans descended upon their poor parents, desperate for the chance at taking one of them home.

Phyllo was the oldest, but it was her brother Millefeuille who went first. His parting was quiet and unassuming, but it left a pain in her chest to see it happen. Meanwhile, Aidou and she were left to be bartered for, with many throwing their lot in for a chance. It was a small relief that her parents had no intentions of letting either of them go to some strange clan without reasonable belief that it would all end up alright.

And then they were gone. Aidou was whisked away to a mysterious city—Byzmara, was it?—and she herself was requested at an Ice city called Rekhanci. It was a beautiful place, or so the ambassadors who vied for her claimed. They showed her enchanted ice mirrors that reflected back her face until magic brought forth images of that faraway place—a forest made of glass, a palace made of ice, a kingdom made of warmth and magic. It was a city built on good faith and the promise of bringing only prosperity to the world. As their stories went, anyway.

Phyllo wants that prosperity. In truth, she wants greatness. She can feel it like a splinter under her scales, that something tucked away in the folds of her memory. They said Polvoron could create something out of nothing. Even without such astounding magic...perhaps she could do the same.

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— Nest mates: Aidou (65) | Millefeuille (67) | Polvoron (69)
— Split kin: (66) | (68) | (70)
— Crystal Pools leveler

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by Ombrartist

by Comical

by Dustymemors

by GROZENTAL

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