


Settled in, set up my altar, and set wards on the entrances to help keep the environment calm. I unpacked, My simplified Pantheacon altar. My first thought about the 9th floor was, “oh, great…I won’t get any sleep due to the parties.” It turned out to be a fun experience, and not as loud as I’d expected. My room was on the 9th floor, diagonally across from the Coru Cathubodua hospitality suite. I was glad I had stuck to my mindfulness practice. So, a moment later, unruffled, I had a room after all. Whaaaat? I stayed very calm, and watched while an angry guest cut in front of me and promptly cancelled his room reservation because he couldn’t get on the elevator. When I arrived at the desk, I gave my name to the clerk, and was horrified to hear that she had no room available for me–in spite of a long-standing reservation. Crowds of Con attendees swarmed the desk, either trying to check in, or trying to find out why they couldn’t get on the elevators to get upstairs to the hospitality suites.
#Panthea con registration
Three or four suited-up firefighters stood about, axes in hand, adjacent to the registration desk, and fire trucks with flashing lights were visible through the side entrance.

#Panthea con windows
I had a reservation this year at the Doubletree, and arrived A view of the Ohlone Regional Wilderness from the back windows of the Doubletree Hotel.įresh from the airport on Friday evening to a scene of complete mayhem. She is commonly holding her staff, which is green and the end is a bust of a unicorn.It’s been a couple of weeks since I returned from Pantheacon, that enormous pagan conference in San Jose, CA. Her cloak has fringed edges and has spiral and eye patterns. She wears a long blue hooded cloak with a green and gold shoulder piece. Panthea's face is concealed by a white mask with two black spirals. The Unicorns are prey to Panthea, she hunts down the unicorns to steal their unicorns and retain youth. She is always hatching schemes to try and capture him for his golden horn, which would grant Panthea eternal youth. Yuko is an enemy of Panthea as well, who also revives Centopian land and recovers pieces of the Trumptus. Yuko is an enemy of Panthea, who revives the dying Centopia land and searches for pieces of the Trumptus in a mission to destroy Panthea. Mia and her friends gather pieces of the Trumptus, which Panthea scattered across Centopia to throw off the elves. While Panthea originally didn't know her, Mia quickly grew to be a thorn in Panthea's side. She would do anything to protect Ziggo and cares for him. Ziggo is Panthea's beloved feline companion cat. The Munculus is Panthea's army of dark elves, who follow her and Gargona's every lead. She follows direct orders from Panthea, and although Panthea is harsh with Gargona, she trusts Gargona enough to let her lead the expeditions to retrieve unicorn horns. Gargona is her trusted general to her Munc army. The Trumptus, an instrument created by Phuddle, was the elves salvation to saving Centopia Panthea scattered the pieces throughout Centopia, though, but the elves retrieved them and it destroyed her. She has a cat, Ziggo, whom she loves and takes care of Ziggo is the only character in Mia and Me Panthea cares about. After finding out about Onchao, the unicorn with the golden horn, she becomes determined to capture him for his horn, because a horn like his could grant her eternal youth. She also has her servants and army capture dragons. She has an army of Monculus, which is run by her general, Gargona. Panthea is afraid of old age, and it is her only known fear. She came to Centopia in search of unicorn horns she captures unicorns for their horns because they help her remain youthful. She is tall and intimidating a ruthless warlord with an insatiable appetite for eternal youth. Panthea is a ruthless and insidious dark elf from Dystopia.
