So Incredible. 😍

"I see. I am happy you can laugh about it." Stelle gazed out, "I'm nervous. You are the first human I have met. I hope I don't disappoint."

She held the case of gifts, gifts for Weselton's royalty.

@itisweselton

It had been planned for when the Veil thinned. Stelle embraced Acer, bidding him goodbye.

She was off to Weselton, to finally meet others face to face. She had a suitcase of her things, and a costume for a masquerade ball that she was invited to on behalf of the Duke.

The other case had gifts for the Duke, to show her gratitude. Books of Harmonian tales, maps, gemstones...

She hoped to make a good impression as she went through the doors, to enter the waking world for the first time.

"...It's my blood color." Stelle paused. "Dreamers who visit here cannot harm me. But if I dare go back, I will not survive."

The book had illustrations of the bizarre traits of the Spectral Trolls, including crystal-like protrusions on the horns.

"Soldan, you may not be able to find this book on Alternia. It is rare. But Harmonus has it, I know they do."

(lone-moon-pierrot) The stars were lovely on Lone Moon, the sky a midnight rainbow of galaxies. Stelle had something for Soldan to see. "Friend, hello."

"Stelle! Good to ssee you again!" a smile, cheerful as it usually was. Soldan walked and stood beside her, an inqusitive head tilt to one side. "I do apologize for being busy, It'ss getting a bit chilly where I live. Sstocking up and whatnot, tiring work!"

@lone-moon-pierrot

Stained glass window Afghan with the border is now finished!

The Pierrot Troll stood. "Hello. I haven't seen you before. I take you are looking for answers?"

Her voice was soft. The moon's gentle light caught the glint of the crystal-like protrusions on her horns.

Prophetic Naps

@pcrplevenom

This was no typical dream. The air was cool with the scent of rain. Marble halls stretched forth, many paths to be taken and explored.

On the floor was a mosaic of a grand tree, stretching its branches.

There was the sound of soft dancer's footsteps, and a Troll dressed as a Pierrot stood.

Women in celestial dresses, 1880s

Acer rumbled an affirmative.

Stelle smiled, but noticed things becoming hazy. "Oh... Oh, you are waking up? I guess we will meet again, sometime."

Open RP

The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.

The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.

It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?

“Have you heard? Lone Moon’s veil will be thin enough soon! It means I can finally see the waking world! Maybe I’ll find my brother!”

(lone-moon-pierrot) "Ah, Soldan! You, uh.." Stelle stepped out in a pressed, lily white Pierrot outfit. She was holding the cap in her hands, her makeup not yet done. "Hi, um, I made a new outfit."

"Hm? Ah, Hiya Stelle! That's really well made outfit, I currently have one in progress! Taking my time with it though, I want to make ssure detailss aren't russhed."

"...What sorts of things does your Kingdom look for? I'm not sure if I can help but... I know Harmonus is always looking for new information and archival on other worlds..."

Open RP

The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.

The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.

It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?

"Because I'm alive. My blood type was revived in a lab on Harmonus. Acer and I were sent to Lone Moon to protect us. Unfortunately, Alternia has been a market for Blood Poaching, as... I find it barbaric but it's a show of power there, to be adorned in the colored blood of those you subjugated. Harmonus is vast and not all are safe. My older brother knew I wasn't safe."

Deep breath, get back on track.

"What does one do, when there are pressures from one, quite powerful empire?"

Open RP

The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.

The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.

It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?

"Um, I am unsure. Does this remind you of anything?" Stelle asked.

She looked into the room, the entry of an ice palace. "Strange..."

Open RP

The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.

The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.

It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?