Pondiar Adis

female

Pon, Witch

The Tank

around 19-20

black

5'9

173

Tribal sort of tattoos all over her arms, legs, neck and some even on her face. Scars in various places on her stomach, legs and arms. Large, leathery wings.

Slim, fit, muscly

A caramel tone of brown

Fyph

Golden

none

long and wild. wavy when brushed

Eye twitches when annoyed, fingers always fiddling with something, tugs on hair when nervous, wings always stretching and moving in some way during a battle or something stressful

Liberating the Fyphs from their mountain mist prison, finishing off the Xicans and bringing the Fria back.

Snarky, compulsive, easily angered, unsentimental, unpredictable.

Xicans are the reason she's in the mess, and they're going to pay

She can actually fly, which is more than the imprisioned Fyphs can say.

sitting in quiet forest clearings at night and staring at the stars, swearing that if she ever finds her father, he's getting decked in the face.

Personality A. Alpha female, bossy, wants what's best and will do ANYTHING to achieve her goals.

two swords she carries in a belt around her hips

A necklace her dad gave her before he left the mist

Epup

wHO TOUCHA MY SPAGHET

Blue

Current muscles and transportation of Avery Smith

mAKE BELAFARUX FYPH AGAIN-

-_(:~)_/-

Fyphs don't celebrate birthdays. she stopped keeping track and caring at age 10

After growing up in the Mist Prison of the Auxivouvalon Mountains where all the Fyphs were kept, Poniar went in search of her father the night her wings sprouted. Her father left when she was eight to find other things out in the world, and promised he would come back... He never did. She was taken by Xican warriors, her wings broken, and was imprisioned in the capital of Sluifivell, Lylenaes.

She's not book smart but common sense is strong

By the end of the book, a baby griffon