Pierre Huyghe “After Dream” - On View In The Minneapolis Walker Art Sculpture Garden.

"So by pedigree, not by Hemospectrum..." Stelle explained further, "All Trolls, across the multiverse, have different colored blood."

She went and pulled out a small fold out diagram. (links to a Hemospectrum explanation).

"The colors not only determine rank, but inherent abilities... However, I am not on there. My kind have been extinct for thousands of Sweeps before Her Imperious Condescension's rule. She has lived beyond any known Troll of her world, an Empress. She has been putting pressure on Harmonus to open trade and... I don't know if this will be dangerous..."

Taking a deep breath, Stelle asked, "I hope you may have insight, Your Excellency?"

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?

Starry starry night 💫

Harmonian Culture: Pierrot Clowns

(Mira Fujita, others unknown/vintage)

The White Pierrot is typically depicted as wearing monochrome, most commonly white (though black is worn too). In many of the tales starting on Harmonus and from other universes that had Trolls, the White Pierrot represents innocence, softness, and mystery. In Hemospectrum folklore, some Highbloods would dress trusted servants this way, even hiding in their own illegitimate or adopted children (Marbled Highblood did so with Anoint Cadrea and Fiauna Nasrin).

It is believed the white coloration would reveal injury to a leading Highblood, and a proper one would render aid and seek vengeance.

(Various vintage art: two unknown, Arlecchino ad, unknown)

Harlequin Pierrot are more colorful, conveying a character of mischief and merriment. This look was often worn by those skilled as oracles, as well as messengers between Highblood and cohorts. The colors are eye-catching, and also disguise any possible clue to the wearer's actual blood color. Harlequin also train newer Pierrot.

(Image Credit: ShotsforPassion)

At gradoise events, Highbloods would dress up all Pierrot and Harlequin to the nines as a display of wealth. Mannequins were also dressed in extra costumes. These lusciously dressed characters were expected to be silent and be part of the decor (just as well, as movement wasn’t easy). Some dramas also depicted assassins hiding among them, or quadrants blossoming in secrecy.

More medieval dyes for y'all!

(picrew here)

Your name is Rennoh Cadrea, and you are just 8 Sweeps old.

Your interests are related to nature, particularly foraging in the Wilderwood.

You have lived as an orphan in this rural village in Harmonus, though you spent your formative years under the care of an Imperial Drone called Acer.  You had helped him revive an ancient crystallized blood sample, creating a baby grub sister.  You knew, though, that they were safest on Lone Moon.  You miss them.  The sound of your Bell is soothing, and calls back to a lost ancestry.

It was for the best.  After all, you know your Classpect is likely fatal, should too many Sessions kill the Tree That Holds All.

Your blood color is no one’s business.  That’s rude to ask. [He is a purple blood]

Your village has no Internet, so you don’t have a Trolltag.  Bummer.

You noticed your village seems to be full of Blood Poachers…

The Bandits ran off, especially after a volley of very loud flashbangs.

Once satisfied they were gone, Capell came out of his hiding place, adjusting his bulletproof clothing and putting on a mask. "Are you hurt?" Capell asked.

His rifle was slung over his shoulder, clearly an air-powered one.

On Call

@adam--bomb

It was a more complex mission, but Aurora Lark III didn't just serve Trolls.

However, this planet, Pandora... It was a unique challenge in danger levels.

A respiratory illness was detected and determined dangerous, so the Aurora Lark III's scientists and doctors crafted vaccines. It was just getting the vaccines into the patients...

Bandits rarely came looking for anything other than a fight. Capturing them would be dangerous and unethical.

So the safest bet now... Darting them, as well as working on food-based vaccines.

If only there was a local doctor who could give insight before the powderkeg blew...

Capell Legato aimed his air rifle at a few Bandits that were carrying on in their usual way. It was then he noticed they were *after something*.

"No, but please, I'd like to learn!" Stelle smiled.

@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.

“I hope this will help. Acer is in contact with ones on Harmonus, so he should have something arranged!”

There was a deep rumble heard around, and Stelle giggled, “Thank you Acer!”

“The Veil thins soon, so maybe I can finally see Harmonus myself.”

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?

Linda Friesen 'The Moon Maiden' Haute Couture Gown