Maea
And I hope that you don't suffer
But take the pain
But take the pain
Maea's expression brightened at the soft musing. "Ah, you're onto something there. Maybe if we focus on rags and a mask, we can get away with whatever color. I know someone who definitely won't turn up in black - unless it's so smothered in glitter you can't make out the base color." The idea of a raggedy dress wasn't bad either. Perhaps if she made a robe with wide sleeves as a base, and then added patches that tapered off at the ends, singed it all with fire to make the edges uneven... yes, she could work with that.
Humming happily as she bounced back to the silk she'd been palming before, Sohalia's question didn't keep her from bringing her favorite fabrics up to the counter to be measured out, cut and folded into a bag growing heavier with each addition.
"Neither am I... Do you intend to wear it all the time? My dress is armored, and it's velvet lined with silk - but it's also enchanted, so I suppose it depends." Which was thoroughly unhelpful as far as answers went.
Humming happily as she bounced back to the silk she'd been palming before, Sohalia's question didn't keep her from bringing her favorite fabrics up to the counter to be measured out, cut and folded into a bag growing heavier with each addition.
"Neither am I... Do you intend to wear it all the time? My dress is armored, and it's velvet lined with silk - but it's also enchanted, so I suppose it depends." Which was thoroughly unhelpful as far as answers went.
Hope if everybody runs
You choose to stay
You choose to stay
