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New title and robes, everything else has been seen before. Super pleased about the title, though.
You see Lady Issalya Valdarien Illistim the Chosen of Gosaena.
She appears to be an Elf.
She is petite and appears to have come of age. She has large, owlish gentian blue eyes and pale as parchment skin. She has long, lustrous silver hair that trails past her waist in a riot of gently coiled mercurial curls. She has a heart-shaped face and a pair of half-lensed spectacles perched upon her small nose. Her small, yet distinctively sloping nose is perfectly offset by the bowed curve of her upper lip, while her slender neck and delicate bone structure enhance her fragile appearance. She has alternating grey and pewter lacquer brushed onto her sleek fingernails.
She has a pair of white-feathered wings with silver tips protruding from her back.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing an ephemeral circlet of flowing air weaves, an orb-inset fel talisman, a deeply hooded grey silk satin dolman, a gold-framed ivory gardenia crest, some ivory and pewter bourde robes with tiny ruffles edging the squared neckline, a slender silver signet, a black leather components satchel, and some narrow dark grey kidskin poulaines with feathery piercework.
You have an ephemeral corona of niveous airs about you, reminiscent of a moonlit garden at midnight. The distinct redolence of nightcap blossoms is smoothed to silk by notes of white amber and smoky-sweet tobacco flower. Beneath lies a bed of unobtrusive orris root, blended to perfection with soft resins and a myriad of honeyed pale-petaled flowers.
(OOC) Boring's player whispers, "Wow you have a lot of gowns."
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I'm not 100% finished with her look yet, but she's been by far one of my favorite characters to play.
My underaged, spitfire little orphan...
You see Jeneuer Linkwood the Squire.
She appears to be a Human from Mestanir.
She is diminutive and appears to be young and untried. She has indigo-haloed pale ice blue eyes and flushed skin. She has thick, slightly curly fiery red-orange hair kept in a close-cut disheveled mop that barely grazes her temples. She has a well-defined, oblong face, a slightly crooked nose and a thin, smooth scar running just underneath her left eye. A series of freckles splash over her nose and across her cheeks.
She has a series of tattooed tally marks on her arm.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing an engraved silver locket, a steel-buckled wide leather baldric with a damascened blue-striated claidhmore secured to it slung over her shoulder, a mottled dark canvas pack, an ill-fitted argent tabard blazoned with an azure sunburst and bound with rope over a leather-strapped set of field plate comprised of mismatched components, a pair of sturdy leather gauntlets armored to elbow-length by overlapping plates, a dark argent leather scabbard fastened with steel bindings, a hip-slung ashen leather kit, and some supple faded leather boots with numerous scuff marks.
Locket: >l lock
The locket was once delicately engraved with ornate florals culminating in a wrought silver leaf clasp. Small areas have been worn away on both sides of the locket revealing its age and suggesting its overuse. Inside the locket a single portrait painted in miniature depicts a human couple, warmth radiating from their faces. The faded colors refuse to diminish the joy of the pair as the woman glances down at the smiling infant in her arms, the proud father watching them both.
Claid:
Maiden-white vaalorn forms the heavy, straight blade, with the intense blue ripples beaten into its surface and appearing to flow like water. The patterns merge towards the ricasso, forming the likeness of a cresting wave. A square steel crossguard brutally interrupts the blade's artistry, narrowing into a sharkhide grip. A bulbous silver niello-inlaid pommel completes the long weapon's curves.
There appears to be something written on it.
In the Common language, it reads:
Sunderer's Keen
Pack: Judging by the numerous holes haphazardly patched with various swatches of leather, linen and what appears to be part of an imperial banner, this canvas pack has seen better days. Various loops and pockets designed to hold a myriad of supplies ranging from cookware to weapon cleaning kits give the pack a bulbous, lumpy appearance.
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."
You see Chatelaine 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 caught in a casual roll at the nape of her neck by some twisted silver hairpins. 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 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 jaunty-set almond leather hat adorned with a silver-tipped obsidian pinion, a single-buckled onyx leather jacket, a platinum wedding ring, a creamy vaalin silkworm moth ring, a silk-bustled almond bourde cincher over an off-shoulder natural silk gown with stiff tulle petticoats, and a pair of glossy onyx leather round-toed shoes.
Moth ring: Mounted on a slender band of creamy white vaalin is a segmented thorax of three tiny golden glimaerstones from which extends a pair of lobed wings, the smooth metal beaten so thinly that they appear to flutter with the slightest movement. Engraved around the band in an elegant script are the words, "The Looking Glass".
Cincher: Cut to flatter without constricting, the cincher's panels are made of almond-toned bourde with thin charcoal stripes. A series of silver filigree clasps, each featuring an open calligraphic design, cleverly resemble a vine of ivy leaves with coiling tendrils when interlocked down the spine. When fully fastened, the cincher is designed to fit snugly below the bust and create an hourglass silhouette. A bustle of cream silk is tucked neatly into the lowest twists of silver with trailing grey satin ribbons.
Gown is a fully unlocked Farusteri: A small silk tag with silver stitching has been discreetly sewn inside the neckline of the natural silk gown that reads, "Customized especially for Rohese."
Rohese has the scent of sweet white jasmine, garden rose, and night-blooming columbine, floating elegantly in the air about her.
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"
Don't forget your black and red finest for Paupers' Black and Red Voaris and Laethe Gala tonight! I have prizes twitching for owners.
You see Chatelaine Traiva Verethundi the Officer of the House of Paupers.
She appears to be an Aelotoi of the Mrae'ni Clan.
She is petite in stature. She appears to be in the spring of life. She has smoldering, viridian-flecked dark hazel eyes and rose-tinted ivory skin. She has hip length, softly curled deep cordovan hair bound into a twisted infinity knot by some ruby and gold filigree hairsticks. She has a heart-shaped face and high cheekbones. She has rich mulberry red polish brushed onto her lengthy fingernails. She has a pair of jade-veined elongated emerald wings.
She has a knotwork and dragonfly tattoo on her neck, and a pair of gold-wrapped carved ruby earrings in the ridges of both her ears.
She is in good shape.
She is holding an ornate floral-motif rose gold mirror inset with tiny white moonstone dew drops in her right hand.
She is wearing a slim scarlet velvet choker set with an onyx rose, a black silk cloak held at the throat by a gold-glinting hibiscus red ruby toggle, a translucent chalcedony rose, a laje red jacquard gown paneled with candlelight gold silks, some carved ruby bangles, a trio of gilded black glaes bangles, an onyx-slatted black silk mesh fan, an emerald-set gold wedding ring, a velvet belt pouch, some opaque spidersilk stockings under some sleek ebon leather shoes lofted on thin spike heels.
The rose gold mirror says, "My Lady Traiva, you are as lovely as a rose bathed in the first golden rays of morning."
(Such a wise mirror!)
For the Elanthian Elegance and Sylvanfair events in River's Rest later today.
You see Chatelaine 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 plaited into a simple braid and secured with a double-looped fine gold hair-chain. 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 satin-smooth pale cream enamel brushed onto her neatly 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 wearing a ruffle-edged vanilla cream rose tucked behind one ear, a pearl and ivory cameo choker, a platinum wedding ring, a round-necked cream silk gown painted with rambling pale peach roses, and a pair of gilded peach velvet pointy-toed slippers.
>l choker
Mounted in silver filigree is a notably large oval cameo, the shadowy onyx surround serving as a perfect contrast to the pale countenance of the aristocratic elven female in the ivory bas-relief. Four strands of iridescent cream pearls form a snug choker allowing the weighty piece to rest in the hollow of the throat. A faded inscription on the back bears testament to the fact that it may be a treasured family heirloom, the poignant message reading, "Death leaves a heartache no one can heal.
Rohese has the full-bodied fragrance of wild tea roses over tart pomegranate heart notes lingering around her, softened with sugared vanilla oil accords.
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"
Rohese always looks so nice!! I really liked your look too for Traiva there.
Not going to any special event but just dressed to impress for Day of Voaris and Laethe.
You see Kynthelig Vidar the Watcher.
He appears to be a Nalfein Elf.
He is very tall and has a strong, robust physique. He appears to have come of age. He has fervid, silver-speckled faenor-hued eyes and sun-bronzed, golden brown skin. He has shoulder length, wavy caramel hair highlighted with warm gold tones and tousled into casual disarray. He has a chiseled, angular face, a slightly crooked nose and well-muscled shoulders and arms.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a high-collared fitted black linen jacket, a smooth ebon silk cravat secured with a smooth polished vaalin square, a fitted smoke black silk vest with vaalin buttons over a smoothly tailored shirt of bone white faille, a set of vaalin bar cufflinks, a pair of wide-legged black linen pants with crisp creases, and a pair of silk-lined sleek ebon leather shoes.
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Also dressed for the Day of Voaris and Laethe. Robes and Veola = <3
You see Lady Issalya Valdarien Illistim the Chosen of Gosaena.
She appears to be an Elf.
She is petite and has a slim body. She appears to have come of age. She has large, owlish gentian blue eyes and pale as parchment skin. She has long, lustrous silver hair framed by a silk-wrapped headband of gilded wine-dark garnet blossoms, leaving loosely curling strands to brush against her cheekbones. She has a heart-shaped face and a pair of half-lensed spectacles perched upon her small nose. Her small, yet distinctively sloping nose is perfectly offset by the bowed curve of her upper lip, while her slender neck and delicate bone structure enhance her fragile appearance. She has gilt-suffused dark garnet red lacquer brushed onto her oval-shaped fingernails.
She has a pair of white-feathered wings protruding from her back and wrapped protectively around her.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing an orb-inset fel talisman, a deeply hooded grey silk satin dolman, a gold-framed ivory gardenia crest, some dark merlot velvet robes front-split over tiered froths of cream lace, a slender silver signet, and some over-the-knee cream leather boots lofted on low wedge heels.
You have all about you the silky sweet scent of cream touched by caramelized sugar and brightenend by infusions of tart red cherry. Underlying the sumptuous top notes is an undercurrent of bourbon-soaked vanilla bean, mellowing the scent to a warm sillage.
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(OOC) Boring's player whispers, "Wow you have a lot of gowns."
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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"
The "Because it's fucking 65 degrees in February" outfit:
You see Captain of the Falcon Nuadjha.
He appears to be a Half-Sylvan.
He is taller than average. He appears to be in the spring of life. He has sharply angled inquisitive tawny eyes and weathered golden brown skin. He has tousled and sun-streaked, unruly russet hair tied into a loose ponytail with a knotted bronze leather hair-tie. He has a triangular, flat-planed face and slightly pointed ears. Thin scars permanently dyed a deep cerulean crisscross his forearms. His right hand is replaced with a silver and ironwood one.
He has a tattoo of gold-tipped black briars that twist around his left eye and curl in tangled knots down his cheek, and some Sylvan runes on his arm.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a deeply hooded longcloak that seems to blend into the surroundings, some eahnor-washed mail riveted to thick layers of raw silk padding, some cross-buckled chestnut leather pants reinforced with bronze bands, and a pair of dark morduska hide boots with pale bone buckles.
My current items for sale or trade: Treasures in the Brambles.
Contact: Nuadjha (Discord and LNet), Briarfox@play.net