"How Tragic... The Do Say The Roads To Demise Are Paved With Good Intentions. I... I Can Relate." Stelle

Stella gazed around, seeing what else could be noticed. She didn't touch anything. "Are you and Her Majesty close, Your Excellency? I ask to gain context."

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?

A soft voice was heard. "Would you like some help?" Rennoh smiled, holding a basket of tools.

Soldan seems to busy gardening, since Spring started and she's bought a few flowers that are in season. A few sunflower seeds planted carefully, some Lavender and Star Liliies to add in.

@pcrplevenom

Stelle had entrusted her friend to check on her brother, a Troll living on Harmonus.

Harmonus' main metropolis was a dizzying whirlwind of color and co-existence, fed by many worlds and universes with Trolls.

The train would take Soldan to a more rural place, and the manner of folks on the train went from enthusiastic tourists and locals on daily errands to farmers and sorts that seemed... ...Shady.

Subdued Subjuggalos, other Highbloods that seemed to be ready to hunt, exchanging money with a farmer to "Cull the Wilderwood."

2009 a space odyssey

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"A child of "Rarest Blood" that lived on the Moon to protect her, and yet her loneliness got the better of her as she grew up. She first appeared as a commoner.... I see it as a cautionary fairy tale of curiosity and coveting what cannot be kept, like treasures from a dream." The man laughed, "Surely it's just a tale, yes? But I am curious of if she has a noble ancestry beyond a peculiar complexion."

@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.

"Have you seen some odd sorts, paying off that miserly village leader?" Palmia looked to Rennoh, "Mydaas, that's the one who leads Rennoh's village. Anyway. Seems there's outsiders who pay Mydaas and then treat my territory as their game reserve!"

Rennoh was quiet, leting Palmia vent aloud. The golden deer were on alert, listening.

"But you. You said you met Stelle?" Palmia asked.

@pcrplevenom

Stelle had entrusted her friend to check on her brother, a Troll living on Harmonus.

Harmonus' main metropolis was a dizzying whirlwind of color and co-existence, fed by many worlds and universes with Trolls.

The train would take Soldan to a more rural place, and the manner of folks on the train went from enthusiastic tourists and locals on daily errands to farmers and sorts that seemed... ...Shady.

Subdued Subjuggalos, other Highbloods that seemed to be ready to hunt, exchanging money with a farmer to "Cull the Wilderwood."

More medieval dyes for y'all!

Yayoi Kusama

Infinity Mirrored Rooms

Moon Halo with Jupiter (x x x) l England UK

"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?