The Moon Is Cool I Think. Big Fan Of The Big Rock.

Moon with earthshine over the Chilean Andes © Yuri Beletsky (June 2023)

“Have you heard? Lone Moon’s veil will be thin enough soon! It means I can finally see the waking world! Maybe I’ll find my brother!”

(lone-moon-pierrot) "Ah, Soldan! You, uh.." Stelle stepped out in a pressed, lily white Pierrot outfit. She was holding the cap in her hands, her makeup not yet done. "Hi, um, I made a new outfit."

"Hm? Ah, Hiya Stelle! That's really well made outfit, I currently have one in progress! Taking my time with it though, I want to make ssure detailss aren't russhed."

Various makeup inspirations

1-3: MAC print ads

4-6 Mehron Instagram photos

The Párisi Udvar in Budapest, Hungary. Arcade/department store/ galleria built 1907-1913, in a mix of styles- venetian gothic, orientalism, jugendstil, renaissance.

(picrew here)

Your name is Palmia Nasrin, and you spent your 8 Sweeps of life in the Wilderwood.

You enjoy exploring, foraging with Rennoh, and chasing off Poachers.

The Wilderwood of Harmonus is home to all kinds of beasts and monsters.  You are quite at home with them, as you had been with the Golden Hind since you were a Pupate.  Something about a fawn unjustly killed so the village leadership threw you to the rampaging doe.  Whatever.  Doe Mother loves you, and her herd is your family.

Your Orange blood isn’t at all indicative of your nature.  You are tall, bold, and are not afraid of anyone who comes into your territory.  If it’s Rennoh, though, well, you know where the good forage is.  You trust the light of your Lantern to guide the way.

What’s a Trolltag?  Sounds gross.

"Oh... Him. He is probably foraging." the woman looked out, "If you have an herb order to make or pick up, talk to Mydaas. He manages our village... He may be talking to other clients." The older Troll seemed wary again.

"...It is indeed boiling season."

Mydaas could be seen talking to the shadier Trolls, taking payments and orders. He seemed better-dressed than most other villagers. Said villagers seemed afraid of him.

Mydaas suddenly shouted, "Rennoh! Come here!"

The Troll, wearing patchwork clothing, came over, his bell gently chiming. "Yes, Mydaas?" Rennoh looked up at the other Trolls, and shook his head no. Even when offered money, Rennoh shook his head no.

The old Troll looked to Soldan, "That is him. The Hunters here have wanted him as guide to the Wilderwood. Good luck."

@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."

"I am the only one of my blood type. Spectral Bloods are extinct. On Alternia, I am likely more valuable dead than alive. Like..."

She had unlocked a door, and her face fell. It was a room of rare birds, all taxidermy.

She had never seen these birds before except in books. Stelle approached a graceful egret, her fingers brushing under its chin. "You... You poor creature..."

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?

gold butterfly koi ⚱️ | source

Stelle straightened, "I thank His Excellency for inviting me." Stelle presented a velvet black drawstring back. "These are for you."

For the Queen,

A necklace crowned with fine diamonds. The gold shimmered with the moon's glow.

For the King, a ring of gold, only this particular ring was different as far as astronomy signs. This one was made for a larger scale of space and time.

"This has where this world is in this universe, and help map skies beyond what you see."

@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.