Phyllis' Lore

Phyllis

Clan Role: Citizen
Mate: None
Children: None
Friends: Gentleness
Enemies: None

Lore

When Gentleness joined DarkFire's lair, Phyllis was ecstatic. He had come from her home lair! They spent hours upon hours talking with one another, and Phyllis told him her story.
"I came to this lair after running away from our home lair...I know, I should never have run away, but I have a bit of a rebellious side...and...I just wanted out. I tried to leave several times, until finally I just came here."
"You didn't want to stay home?" He asked.
"Not really. I wanted...something different. So...I chose a lair that was an element our element can kill...was hat bad of me?"
Gentleness shrugged, "I don't know. I just wanted to meet more dragons and stuff...I get kind of homesick sometimes. Did you hate our home lair?"
"Nonono!" She rushed to assure him. "I just...wanted something more. Kind of like Shadow."
"Shadow?"
"Yes, she's a travel dragon. She's only been back home once since she left. She travels from lair to lair. Someday she'll come back home. Her mate, Reaver, lives here."
"Oh. You want to be a travel dragon?"
"No...I just wanted to leave home. I'm happy where I am now."
"Good! I like when dragons are happy with their situations."
"You'd make a good therapist dragon, you know that?"
"I would?"
"Yeah. You listen, and you ask the right questions and you genuinely care. You're like your name....Gentle."
Gentleness blushed, and left Phyllis, who was enjoying her familiar's company, and remembering her days at her former lair, without a trace of bitterness.
After she settled in, she discovered a talent she never knew she had...joke telling!

Diary

Currently unfilled.

Mate None

Friends Gentleness

Enemies None

Corny Joke Book

To Gentleness: Hey, Gentleness....
Gentleness: Yeah?
Phyllis: You must be an abacus.
Gentleness: ...why?
Phyllis: Because I count on you. *giggles*

Phyllis to Gentleness: Hey, do you know what the most friendly body of water is?
Gentleness: *sigh* Do I want to know?
Phyllis: Yes!
Gentleness: Is it a lake?
Phyllis: No, silly, it's an ocean.
....
....
Phyllis: Aren't you going to ask why?
Gentleness: Uhh...why?
Phyllis: Because it's always waving!!!