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Thread: What Are You Wearing?

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    Join Date
    Jul 2006
    In my happy place


    Figured I'd try something a little darker for giggles; it is EG after all.

    You see High Lady Rohese Bayvel-Timsh'l Illistim the Patron of the Displaced.
    She appears to be an Elf.
    She is taller than average with a slender willowy form. She appears to be youthful. She has silver-lashed misty grey eyes and silky smooth, fair skin. She has lustrous, hip-length pale silver hair bound into a twisted infinity knot by a pair of whale bone knitting needles. She has naturally glossy, rose-pink tinted lips. Peeking through her hair are dainty upswept ears tapering to fine points which enhance her fey-like countenance. She has coppery sepia lacquer brushed onto her short, rounded fingernails.
    She has an inking of a faint star constellation on her neck, and a cascade of tiny silver stars tattooed over her right eyebrow that fades into her hairline.
    She is in good shape.
    She is wearing a distressed leather shrug caught with a fall of chains, a fragile ivory skeletal hand bracelet, a platinum wedding ring, a bistre leather balconette corset fastened with witchwood tines over an off-shoulder natural silk gown with shredded organza petticoats, and some witchwood-heeled dark silk chopines tapering to pointed tips.

    >l needles
    Although white at the pointed tips, the color varies along the length of both needles due to natural variations in the skeletal whalebone. The smooth, slender shafts terminate with a series of ebony dividers and decorative scrimshaw grooves.

    >l bracelet
    Radiating from a bracelet of snug-fitting pale ivory tiles are a series of thin, carved bone extensions that resemble an anatomically correct arrangement of metacarpals and phalanges. Small copper rings at the end of each of the articulated digits attach to their corresponding fingertips so that the fully assembled piece mimics the structure of the whole hand it is meant to cover.

    Rohese has an acerbic shroud drawn close about her, smoked with the incense of dry olibanum and vetiver, undercut by an earthy wisp of black moss. Deeper still are strains of opoponax, which lend a subtle and indefinable sweetness, laced with the metallic warmth of spilled blood.
    Last edited by Elvenlady; 10-20-2017 at 03:58 PM.
    Rohese's GS Wiki page

    You arrange yourself on the throne.

    You attend to your gold wirework circlet, carefully smoothing the hair underneath, and adopt a regal air as you survey the area.

    You think to yourself, "I got this"

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