Villager: Prisma Sapphica
Villager Info
ID: #26397
Name: Prisma Sapphica
Gender: Female
Location: Quetzal Palace
Born 9 years, 5 months ago
Career: Herbalist
Owner: YesMan
Species: Canine
Color: Holiday
Buffs:House: Olde Foxbury House (250/250)
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About
Prisma grew up in the snowy mountains of Tigers Eye Peak. She enjoyed training in the untamed caverns of her homestead, but longed for higher skies to spar in. So she took to the skies, and flew, and flew - up until she hit Quetzal Palace.
Literally. She hit the wall to a temple. Not the most graceful.
She spent her days improving her fighting skills and protecting the village when needed. She found a number of fair opponents there, and plenty of fond furry friends to regale her tales to, on every other occasion, a good bed to rest in, all was well. For a while. But not ever rat that flew, flew fairly.
She was thrown from the sky by a particularly vicious and territorial bird beast, and the flight was torn from her wings in vicious, untrained clip. Thus, dooming her to fall, and fall, until she met her untimely death to the earthly creatures below.
So the beast hoped, perhaps. Turns out she didn't hit the ground like any decent prey. She hit the water, where a nearby gecko had floated up to the surface to sunbathe. After he salvaged her from the starving shoals, she was taken down to the Oceandome to mend. Upon awakening to find herself wrapped up and on the way to recovery, she pledged her service to the folks responsible, in her thankfulness.
And now they can't get rid of her, no matter how hard they try.
That's not to say that she is a good fighter....yet. She is very head-strong and stubborn, but knows not to go charging in unprepared for a fight. She is good with strategies and always eager to improve her fighting skills - but perhaps too eager, as she rarely turns down the opportunity to spar with either right or wrong crowds.
Literally. She hit the wall to a temple. Not the most graceful.
She spent her days improving her fighting skills and protecting the village when needed. She found a number of fair opponents there, and plenty of fond furry friends to regale her tales to, on every other occasion, a good bed to rest in, all was well. For a while. But not ever rat that flew, flew fairly.
She was thrown from the sky by a particularly vicious and territorial bird beast, and the flight was torn from her wings in vicious, untrained clip. Thus, dooming her to fall, and fall, until she met her untimely death to the earthly creatures below.
So the beast hoped, perhaps. Turns out she didn't hit the ground like any decent prey. She hit the water, where a nearby gecko had floated up to the surface to sunbathe. After he salvaged her from the starving shoals, she was taken down to the Oceandome to mend. Upon awakening to find herself wrapped up and on the way to recovery, she pledged her service to the folks responsible, in her thankfulness.
And now they can't get rid of her, no matter how hard they try.
That's not to say that she is a good fighter....yet. She is very head-strong and stubborn, but knows not to go charging in unprepared for a fight. She is good with strategies and always eager to improve her fighting skills - but perhaps too eager, as she rarely turns down the opportunity to spar with either right or wrong crowds.
