Rusalka, Rusalka your arms out of water
Your hair like an alien bloom
A party in the Wilds? This she just had to see.
Mildew arrived dressed in some of her finest clothing; dark grey pants and a rough woven crop top, with flower petals and leaves sewn into the hem. Her hair, as usual bedecked in all kinds of flowers, fungi and other natural detritus, matched wonderfully; she did not wear shoes. All in all, she looked a part of the Wilds, which was how she liked it.
Seeing Remi and Ronin she waved, but Mildew's true first interest was the snack table, to see if there was anything she hadn't tried before. The Demi-Goddess loved new experiences, even the small ones. Unless someone caught her attention, she would be quite content to stand by the table and eat strange combinations for hours.
Mildew arrived dressed in some of her finest clothing; dark grey pants and a rough woven crop top, with flower petals and leaves sewn into the hem. Her hair, as usual bedecked in all kinds of flowers, fungi and other natural detritus, matched wonderfully; she did not wear shoes. All in all, she looked a part of the Wilds, which was how she liked it.
Seeing Remi and Ronin she waved, but Mildew's true first interest was the snack table, to see if there was anything she hadn't tried before. The Demi-Goddess loved new experiences, even the small ones. Unless someone caught her attention, she would be quite content to stand by the table and eat strange combinations for hours.
Dark-eyed Rusalka, your brow tressed in flowers
Mildew
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