Faynorae
Great Maiden's Blush
Weather: ?? ?? ??
Location: The Glade, Outer Circle - Flower Garden
- Mentions ✿ Euthalia -
Elvario
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Language Keys:
- _"Sylvan"_
- ~"Wyndish"~
- "Common"
- <"Beastial">
Character Goals:
Ophenia ✿ Find materials and songwriting inspiration.Euthalia ✿ Return home safely. Spread influence throughout The See of Fae and neighbouring countries
[Nereid's Gorgeous Iridescent Scale] E | [Euthalia, Keone, Islwyn and TMK possess 1 of these items each]
Gorgeously glistering iridescent scales which come from an illustrious Nereid. Its beauty is truly beguiling as it reflects light colourfully. It feels quite delicate as if they could fall apart at any moment. Somehow it feels enchanting as if the entire scale is brimming with magical energy...Properties: An extremely beautiful scale that seems to be delicate and magical. The nereids allude to it helping with masking creatures without magic from danger.
[Crystalised Magenta Coral Fragment] F | [Keone possesses this Item]
From afar, it looked red and oddly shiny. Upon closer inspection, it was actually a deep magenta crystal of sorts shaped like a Coral. Its pigment is oddly vibrant.Properties: A crystal-like coral with a very vibrant and eye-catching deep magenta hue. If it is crushed it may be able to be used as some sort of pigment.
[Thin Black 'Book'] | [Euthalia possesses this Item]
A thin black book held together by a black fabric and linen thread. It seems to act more as a binder to keep together pages of parchment. The cover seemingly spells out "R _ M U Ns J O _ R _ A L". There are seemingly 5 pages in the book, and all the writings are in Sylvan.Properties: You can read a single page during your post. You can still do other things while reading a page that post.
[Ornate Scissors] | [Keone Possesses this Item]
An ornate pair of Silver scissors. The blades are sharp and shiny. The handles have a design depicting lemons and growing flowers, and the letter "R" is engraved in the fulcrum. The large blades make this item perfect for snipping off things you deem needlessPropeties: Can be used to cut certain things.
Keone nodded at Euthalia's statement, "I see! I'll keep that in mind." Keone replied, before looking over to the briar. She squinted...
Tick. Crackle. Step. Step. Crrunnnch.
Keone's eyes widened. For a moment, while staring beyond the briar she could've sworn she saw a large black mouth with shadowy teeth. It was crunching on something. It was mouthing something. _"I... S... EEE? U? You?..."_ She thought for a moment, "I see you?" The mouth smiled, and its shapeless eyes laughed. "H- huh?" Keone pulled back her body on instinct, pointing to it and then looking back at Euthalia. "E- Euthalia-" However when she looked back. There was nothing. "...What?" Keone tried to piece it together, taking a deep breath. "I think this place is messing with my head.." Keone stated.
Red Perjury
The dahlia flowerfee was stunned for a moment. They looked at each other, and then as if they were all the same body, hopped with a dramatic and playful spin. _"Heheihihiheheheh!" "Ahahahaa~" "Tehehehe!!"_ They all laughed boisterously, before looking back at Euthalia and Keone. _"You wanna know!" "Do not burn it! Kiss it affectionately! Love it deeply! Tender and Sweet!" "Hate it! Hate it! Hate it!" "Love it violently! Snip snip till they do not pop! Teehee!" "Ungentle, unsweet! Gentle and sweet!" "Tell them you hate her and they willn't won't listen not to me maybe to you! Ahahahaha!"_ Their voices rang violently as they all spoke at once, The flowerfee hopped and hopped excitedly.
_"Heihihieihi!" "They want the red one! Stupid flowers do not want red ones!" "Do you not mean they want red ones?" "Red Red Red Red!" "Bitter sweeties want the green one!!!! Green green green!" "Green? There is a green one! Hahaha! I hate green!" "No you hate red!" "Ahahahahah!" "The Red one is not watching you! The Red one is listening to you!" "The Blue one is not hungry! The fruits of humans, it hates them!!! Ahahahaha~!!" "Choose the red one!" "Choose the blue one!" "Choose the purple one!!!" "Choose the red one!" "Red!" "Blue!" "Red!!" "Blue!!!"_ The flowers constantly sang gleefully, and their voices grew louder, and louder and louder. Waiting impatiently for Euthalia to choose one.
Euthalia and Keone could also hear something in the back of her mind, in a singing voice similar to the humming. "Dishonest children♪ dishonest children♫ dishonest children♪ This room is filled with idiots and lies! Ahaha! Don't lie young children♫ Or the dreaming witch will take your tongue and eat it~ ♪" Suddenly, a long spindly shadowy hand reached out from below one of the Dahlias. Grabbing it tightly, ever so tightly like a passionate and fervent embrace, crushing it, as cracking similar to that of glass echoed out from inside the palm of the hand. Bright red petals fluttered onto the ground.
Disturbingly, all the flowers continued laughing, as if nothing happened. Even as the flowerfee was crushed, it laughed. It still sounded so manic and boisterous, as if it was enjoying being destroyed. The hand stay still. Gripping tighter. Keone instinctively slithered nearer to Euthalia, Keone's tail curled around her leg as she hugged Euthalia's arm.
"Yeesh! What the hell is that?!" She blurted out, keeping a stern eye on the shadow-like arm. It looked fake, and as if it were a photo. It tried to look like an arm but seemed more like a large dismembered spider attached to a stiff tentacle. Disgusting boils oozed from the neck of the palm, as a few of the petals stuck firmly to the blotted thing.
Lemon Sleeves
~"Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Dishonest Children. Dishonest Children. Sweet Children. Sweet Children. My Pure Child, and the Children who know all."~ Step. Step. Step. Large cracks, black as ravens emanated from the step it took.
~"La. Dida. Lalira dida~ Lalila. Pink children. A green child. A brown child. A orange child. Children I don't know?... Mama said it is always good to make new friends!"~ Despite the cracks seeming steep, It easily stepped on them as if they were a floor... However, another was as lucky to be able to do that. A large crack had formed underneath TMK, and down, down, down the construct went. Where to? Who knows! I don't know! Find some other omniscient narrator to tell you! I'm unreliable!
~"First! I must see mama! I want to tell her about the new children!"~ It walked toward the western path...
Over on the eastern side of things, Islwyn would be left quite confused. To her, all she could hear were violent chimes, badly-blown whistles and muted flute noises. She stared, quite bemused. “Pheenia~ What are they saying~?” She looked to Ophenia, wrapping her arms around the sylph’s shoulders. She would be surprised to see that Ophenia seemed just as bemused as her.
“I am quite unfamiliar… with… Gardeniade… patter??” She admitted, her eyes drooping. “Awe! I see, translate it to me, maybe I could help!” Islwyn said as she un-hugged the sylph to better listen to Ophenia’s explanation. “They speak of something pertaining to… a Wenkhel? And how Wenkhel is very goustis? Oh!” The sylph pointed to her eyes, “They said my eyes were pretty!... And something about venti fee being comely since they’re so pale?” Ophenia tilted her head, thinking.
“But then compared it to Wenkhel, and were exclaiming about the goustidy of it…” Ophenia finally stated, Islwyn staring in thought. “Hmm~ Wenkhel sounds like an insult, along with goustis… Wench and Disgusting? A Disgusting wench!... But who would be a disgusting wench in this case… Pale, pale, pale… White? Ah!! The Flowerfee we first saw!” Islwyn’s eyes lit up, along with Ophenia's. “Ah! That sounds correct!” Ophenia praised... Before mellowing down again and tilting her head. “But what IS a wench? Why is it disgusting? Nothing can be disgusting!” Ophenia naively stated.
Islwyn looked away, a nervous smile on her face as she forced a chuckle. “Uhhhh….” She looked at the tree, noticing something blue and shiny hanging at the top. “Oh my! What is that~!?” She did her best to act excited, trying to change the topic. Ophenia looked over. “Ah! That would be perfect! It is blue, it may help us… However, it seems far too high to reach…” The sylph pointed out, but Islwyn was already frolicking to the tree. “No worries! I’ve got this… I think.” And with that, she readied herself, crouching down and putting all her strength into her legs.
With that, she’d take a large leap. Jumping high, she stretched out her arms to reach for one of the fruits. Slowly, she was losing speed upward… Closer… Closer… Almost… There! Her hands touched the jewelled fruit. Almost. Just barely. With all her might, she quickly gripped it in her hands, ripping it off from the branch it grew from. And with that, she plummeted down onto the floor.
Temporary Item added to Inventory! Congratulations! Islwyn has obtained [Cyan Prism Fruit]!
A beautiful gem fruit. Its colour is beautifully cyan and glitters in various colours. It smells like a dirty rock, however. Despite its gem-like appearance, the fruit is almost like a jelly bean and can easily be crushed with just a person's hands... Unless they have below F Grade Strength.
A beautiful gem fruit. Its colour is beautifully cyan and glitters in various colours. It smells like a dirty rock, however. Despite its gem-like appearance, the fruit is almost like a jelly bean and can easily be crushed with just a person's hands... Unless they have below F Grade Strength.
A large crack could be heard. Echoing through the area. Not from Islwyn breaking her bones, however, instead, a large ebony crack had formed on the floor where she landed. Seeping out, a black ooze stained the fake green grass. However, it seemed to not interact with Islwyn at all. Even more, interestingly, the Tree only seemed to get taller when Islwyn jumped, it didn’t seem as tall. However, the fruit on the tree was still out of reach. “How peculiar…” The doe uttered, before hearing various chimey noises behind her.
Bisque Jelousy
The roses were pointing at her, it looked like they were laughing at her fall. ~”Ohohohohoh! What idiocy!” “Ohohohohohoh!” “OHOHOHOHOHOHHOH!” “It tried to steal from the ungiving vaen!” “Ohohohohoho!” “It stole from the ungiving vaen!!” “Ohohohohoho!” “Ohohohohoh!!!”~ They laughed hideously, as they hopped around uncoordinated.
Envious Flowers invoke Shame and Distress.
Ophenia watched in awe as Islwyn jumped energetically to reach for the fruit… For a moment, it felt so long. Ophenia stared. Her eyes filled with a starry sky. Admiring. She jumped so high, and so swiftly as well. It looked as if Islwyn was soaring upward. As she fervently reached to obtain the jewelled fruit. How beautiful, Ophenia thought.
She wondered how it felt. Exciting? Heart-pounding? To scale such a height through one’s strength alone was truly marvellous. Ophenia wished that someday, she too could reach such heights. After all, Ophenia is a sylph. All sylphid are destined to be like the wind. A silvery blue light shined from the resonator.
Before swiftly being blotted over by a sky blue, as flittered around Ophenia. Ophenia ran over to Islwyn, worry on her face. “Miss Wyn, are you unhurt?!” Ophenia hurriedly asked, looking at Islwyn for any injuries. Much to Ophenia’s relief, Islwyn did not seem scathed or bruised in any form or way. How lucky.
The sylph sighed and smiled. Feeling reassured to know that her friend is not in pain. Seeping the blue colour was a bright pinkish-red. Only tinting the blue colour of the resonator. “H- Huh?” Ophenia looked to the Roses who were mockingly laughing at Islwyn.
Ophenia stood up, her expression was nervous and somewhat quivering. The corally tint became plum. Ophenia could understand what the Flowerfee were feeling at current. ~” Excuse me… What is it that you all are laughing at?”~ Ophenia tilted her head, with a warm and gentle smile. A yellowish teal painted the Resonator, as her voice singingly whistled.
The flowers stared back. Silent. ~”I- I just would like to know… You see, it is not of good nature to leave someone out of a conversation!” Ophenia stated. They stared back. Their faceless heads seemed like they were contorting. They were not going to speak to something that looked like that thing. An uneasy feeling grew in Ophenia, her chest felt light and shaky. She was nervous. The resonator became a greenish-purple, desaturated in shame. Ophenia gripped her hands tightly.
Islwyn stared, she was somewhat confused by the situation. However, she could see Ophenia’s shaking body and nervous demeanour. After all, she felt that way at times too at the mention of… certain things. She gulped, as she stood up and held the fruit up proudly.
She channelled as much cheerfulness in her voice as she could, “I got the fruit, Pheenia~!” She held it out for a moment, before skipping over and hugging the sylph gently. “Come on~♡ Let’s meet up with Keone and Euthalia to see if they got what these fickle pickles want!” She suggested, slightly pulling Ophenia along.
Ophenia realised what Islwyn was trying to do. She felt warmed to know that she was trying to change the topic. What Ophenia didn’t understand was why she was so nervous, she breathed out for a moment, clearing out her quivering voice. “Yes, let’s.” She replied. And so the two moved along to regroup with Euthalia and Keone.