Laphrael!!
Please tell me you're back or at least considering it?
Laphrael!!
Please tell me you're back or at least considering it?
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"
Serious talks at the Ta'Illistim Round Table today call for a serious outfit!
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 gathered into a loose top knot and skewered with a helix arrangement of iolite-strung onyx hairsticks. 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 silver-flashed onyx lacquer brushed onto her long squared fingernails.
She has a cascade of tiny silver stars tattooed over her right eyebrow that fades into her hairline, and an inking of a faint star constellation on her neck.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a narrow leather diary looped with a tiny key charm in her right hand and a silky night black feather quill in her left hand.
She is wearing a sweeping indigo-on-grey bourde longcoat with a stiff high-standing collar, a dark silver full-finger ring, a platinum wedding ring, an off-shoulder indigo silk gown with fingertip-length sleeves, and a pair of glossy onyx leather round-toed shoes.
Rohese has a melange of white petals -- gardenia, magnolia, and butterfly ginger -- spun about her in a niveous shroud. The sweetness of the florals is tempered by a light infusion of spice, frankincense and ambergris, dispersing airily to leave a faint, powdery finish.
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"
Serious talks always require pink.
You see Riend Ar’Fiernel the Master Painter.
She appears to be a Sylvankind.
She is tall in stature and has a delicately lithe build. She appears to be in the bloom of youth. She has expressive, malachite-flecked chestnut eyes and gardenia white skin. She has fine, textured hellebore black hair drawn away from her face in two unraveling, rose-highlighted braids by a dip-dyed silk ribbon of pink petalite hues. She has an oval face, a gently sloped nose and slender shoulders. Though her features are predominantly Sylvan, subtleties in the shape of her face and the tilt of her eyes appear faintly Erithian. She has ecru-tipped cherry blossom pink polish brushed onto her well-manicured fingernails.
She has a series of pale pink earrings set along the slender tips of her pointed ears.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a lacquered maoral writing case in her left hand.
She is wearing an earcuff of twining silver leaves, a sephwir seed nested within a chrysalis of thin silver strands, a dove grey silk velvet surcote with floriate crewel-worked panelling over a pink silk bliaut thrice-wrapped into cascading pleated waves, a thin silver bangle bracelet, an enamel blossom-framed case, and a pair of leather-latticed rose suede ankle-boots.
Riend has the blended scent of almond oil and plum blossom bathing her skin in delicate redolence. Deeper cinnamon amber base notes arise from the initial sweetness with traces of fire and spice.
You slap Walkar's cheek, hard.He continues, "I've decided that I'm not going to let you serve community service, so don't get your hopes up. To this aim, you may either pay the fine of 50000000 silvers plus any other outstanding debts you may owe, or serve a total of 120 minutes of incarceration. You may ANSWER me either FINE or INCARCERATION as your choice. But I digress. Choose quickly, now, lest I hold you in contempt of court for wasting my time."
First time posting here! I've been working on some outfits. Here is my healer:
You see XXXXXX the Healer.
She appears to be a Human.
She is shorter than average. She appears to be very young. She has voluminously lashed brown eyes and sun-kissed, light brown skin. She has waist length, lustrous dark brown hair. She has a well-defined, heart-shaped face and a straight nose.
She has a swirling painted abstract design flowing across her cheeks and chin.
She has some thinly woven sand-hued pottery rings in the ridges of both her ears, a tiny pave diamond stud in her left nostril, and a tattoo of intricate darkly inked ribbons of bloodscrolls curving along her collarbone.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing some flaxen moreen robes cinched with a copper filigree belt, a ridgeweaver silk bag, a wrapped sanguine muslin blouse, a set of cedar bangles gathered with a loop of grape vines, an airy ankle-length skirt fashioned of beige gauze, and some pale silken ankle-wrapped sandals.
edited to add perfume: You have a subtly scented haze of black poppies surrounding you, sprigged with spiny dark green herbal inclusions.
Last edited by bblfn; 05-26-2022 at 01:30 PM.
I like the overall look, but I have much for that robe in particular!
Last edited by Jhynnifer; 11-06-2017 at 10:57 AM.
You slap Walkar's cheek, hard.He continues, "I've decided that I'm not going to let you serve community service, so don't get your hopes up. To this aim, you may either pay the fine of 50000000 silvers plus any other outstanding debts you may owe, or serve a total of 120 minutes of incarceration. You may ANSWER me either FINE or INCARCERATION as your choice. But I digress. Choose quickly, now, lest I hold you in contempt of court for wasting my time."
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"
Aw, shucks-- thanks, ladies! Here is some turquoise and orange. Orange is hard!
You see XXXXXX the Healer.
She appears to be a Human.
She is shorter than average. She appears to be very young. She has voluminously lashed brown eyes and sun-kissed, light brown skin. She has waist length, lustrous dark brown hair separated into a multitude of thin herringbone braids that hug the skull and are woven with thin saffron beads and starling feathers. She has a well-defined, heart-shaped face and a straight nose.
She has a swirling painted abstract design flowing across her cheeks and chin.
She has a series of silver crescent rings in the ridges of both her ears, a tiny pave diamond stud in her left nostril, and a tattoo of intricate darkly inked ribbons of bloodscrolls curving along her collarbone.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a turquoise cabochon strung from a silver coin forehead chain, a smooth pale raw silk burnoose, an orange muslin blouse secured with arabesque frog closures, a polished silver bangle bracelet, some straight pale cotton pants, and some turquoise beaded leather sandals.
You have a warm, multi-layered scent in the air about you, redolent with citrus notes of sweet navel oranges set in contrast to poignant, earthy currents of amber. Dark vanilla binds the fragrance together for a smooth finish.
Last edited by bblfn; 11-08-2017 at 12:54 PM.
You slap Walkar's cheek, hard.He continues, "I've decided that I'm not going to let you serve community service, so don't get your hopes up. To this aim, you may either pay the fine of 50000000 silvers plus any other outstanding debts you may owe, or serve a total of 120 minutes of incarceration. You may ANSWER me either FINE or INCARCERATION as your choice. But I digress. Choose quickly, now, lest I hold you in contempt of court for wasting my time."
Riend is in hunting mode and therefore dressed simply BUT...
You see Riend Ar'Fiernel the Master Painter.
She appears to be a Sylvankind.
She is tall in stature and has a delicately lithe build. She appears to be in the bloom of youth. She has expressive, malachite-flecked chestnut eyes and gardenia white skin. She has fine, textured hellebore black hair pulled over her shoulder in a loose fishtail braid intricately bound by a dip-dyed silk ribbon of pale grey shadowglass hues. She has an oval face, a gently sloped nose and slender shoulders. Though her features are predominantly Sylvan, subtleties in the shape of her face and the tilt of her eyes appear faintly Erithian.
She has a pair of tiny silver loops set along the slender tips of her pointed ears.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a lace-strung ornate brooch choker, a taupe leather jacket cropped beneath the bust, a jewel-tone azure muslin tunic with a layered cowl neckline, a petrified kakore hexagon bangle, an enamel blossom-framed case, some fitted ivory wool leggings buttoned down the left hip, and some taupe kidskin knee-boots strapped with cut-out leather.
Choker: Cameo Choker.
Weighed down by the ornate frame at its center, the scrolling floral lace choker descends in a tapering fall, the slender angles adding a subtle elegance to the otherwise whimsical fabric. Variegated pearls comingle with glass beads and small diamonds to create a striking, layered backdrop for the brooch centerpiece.
The ornate brooch choker currently has a round lapis lazuli cameo and a pale chalcedony cameo.
A round lapis lazuli cameo is currently showing on the ornate brooch choker.
Tunic is a full armor concealer.
Case:
Thin slats of yew and mahogany form the stripe-like facade of the container, each piece varnished in layers of clear lacquer to help further bind the woods. Draped at each corner are clusters of enamel cherry blossoms, the pink-colored flowers stretched upon branches of wrought copper. The limbs continue to wrap about the top of the case, twisting to form a small clasp to seal within the contents.
Bangle: Light amulet holder.
Narrow leather cords string together the six bevel-edged rectangles of dark petrified kakore that comprise this hexogonal bracelet. The passage of time has enhanced the wood's grain, giving it a mix of rich brown and deep red hues. Each kakore slab is inlaid with a pearly vaalin peony that contrasts starkly against the rich wood.
Shoes are... well, they're mine!
Riend has the rosy blush of ironwood blossoms and apricots scenting her with nectarous fragrance. The sharp tang of quince pomes is cut by sweetly metallic blood orange heart notes.
Last edited by Jhynnifer; 11-08-2017 at 02:11 PM. Reason: finishing sentences is pro.
You slap Walkar's cheek, hard.He continues, "I've decided that I'm not going to let you serve community service, so don't get your hopes up. To this aim, you may either pay the fine of 50000000 silvers plus any other outstanding debts you may owe, or serve a total of 120 minutes of incarceration. You may ANSWER me either FINE or INCARCERATION as your choice. But I digress. Choose quickly, now, lest I hold you in contempt of court for wasting my time."
Did you cobble the shoes? I love that armor concealer!