#wizard101 myth

[allibug101]

Destiny Mythdreamer, my Myth Wizard 👁️

Destiny was born in Wallaru. Her parents abandoned her to a group of Kangaroo rangers. The rangers spent most of their time in the Outback with the creatures. Destiny, and her adopted father, Steve, spent so much time with the monsters, but they kept their distance because they lived in Wallaru. When Destiny was eleven, Steve went out alone into the Outback and never returned. Not even the rangers knew what happened to him. A year later, an old prospector advised Destiny that she should study to become a wizard. After some thought, she agreed and traveled to Wizard City. Because of her love of creatures, Destiny was enrolled into the School of Myth in Ravenwood. Destiny’s favorite hobbies include drawing, reading folktales, and spending time with creatures. Of course, found a Malorian Dragon (which she named Nym) and he became Destiny’s closest companion. But he’s not the only friend Destiny made.

Artwork by @nadohunter

[strawberrypuppyy]

💙💛 Wizard101: School of Myth 💛💙

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[mythbatz]

if you see a level 17 albino myth prick named taylor swift roaming triton ave and fighting no monsters dont worry thats just me and all your teeth are already gone

[save-the-spiral]

Can I request Myth with secondary death headcanons?

This got a bit away from me, oops. Kinda hcs. (school masterpost)

Myth students with a death secondary are those quiet ones you never expect. 

Usually it starts off with them being curious. Maybe it was a project where they had to research some death magic, maybe it was a necromancer friend or a friend with a death secondary. 

They find their way into NightSide, and tend to find their way into the library.

And they’re amazed. 

There’s so much information hidden away from the surface of Wizard City, and hiding knowledge is criminal to most conjurers. They find histories that were left to rot, they find new and old things that make their whole world change. 

The myth wizard always, always finds the death magic. The rituals that turn back time, the ones that revive long dead legends. 

That’s when they find Dworgyn, and enroll in some classes. 

Their trolls are always rotting, almost seconds from falling apart. 

Their earthquakes whisper with a dark and dangerous magic, one that rumbles until it settles deep in their enemy’s bones, causing a certain dread as their blades crack and fade. 

They never quite get the hang of the sacrificial magic, but they always excel at summoning creatures, whether they be spells to fight, or allies. 

Sometimes they wander through the NightSide library, and their fingers trail along the spines of books as they walk, until they find that first book they picked up.

They wipe the dust off the cover, and begin to read again. 

[mythbatz]

why myth colors so Ugly