Lone-moon-pierrot - Tales Of Harmonus

"Acer is my Lusus, my guardian... Parent. He raised me here on Lone Moon."

Another long growl.

"Acer is from Alternia, an Empire that Harmonus warily considers a trade partner." Stelle looked to where the growling came from. "However to most dreamers, Acer appears frightening."

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?

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?

Soldan would find herself at a village bordering a looming forest. Trolls of varying ages were working. It was Boiling Season, and wheelbarrows laden with thick, deep red taproots were being taken to a workhouse. Adult Trolls were working there, as the children dug up taproots.

These Trolls lived in poverty, and as others were going to work in the workhouse, one would be seen gathering a bag and wearing a bell.

"New here?" One villager asked Soldan. "Looking for someone?"

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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."

"They are beautiful!" Rennoh planted, careful and avoiding direct contact with the plants. Still, his affinity with his Classpect might have affected the plants around.

"I hope they do well for you. How long have you gardened?"

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.

"Well, you seem to have things on your mind, and I can guide you through. The Palace here does change based on paths you take..."

Setting the dish away, the Troll brushed her pristine white outfit off. "My name is Stelle LaLune, Your Excellency. It is a pleasure to have you here."

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?

Good night!

"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?

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Incorrect Quotes!

Soldan: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine! Stelle: How can you still say that? Soldan: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.

Soldan: Someone will die. Stelle: Of fun!