Stelle Glanced To Edgar, Hoping This Was Going Well, And Looked Back, "You Are Welcome, Your Majesty."

Stained glass window Afghan with the border is now finished!

@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."

There would be a small, moon-printed envelope in the mail. In it was the name of a hospital on Harmonus, with instructions to get there via Lone Moon.

Soldan was violently trembling on her knees, gripping her left wrist tightly. The left hand was jet black with a dark purple-blue underone and clawed on the fingers. Her shadow magic corruption never lasted this long, and not having the best time dealing with it. It happened before, but this is looking bad.

Dogdeer

"...It's the cultural nature of Alternia. The Higher Blood Castes subjugate and kill "mutant" or Lowbloods, for sport and to..." Stelle cringed, "Blood as paint. It's gruesome, largely illegal on Harmous. However Alternia has been sending Poachers for rare blood colors. If I appear, I'm immediately a target. It's why I was raised 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?

So incredible. 😍

“There is the Medical Mission, the Aurora Lark III…. They provide medical care no matter what caste patients are.” Stelle showed Edgar the ship from a book, “They have also provided the tools for infrastructure.”

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?

Stelle followed Edgar's guidance, giggling a little. She was enjoying being here, among others at last.

@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.

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.