Destiny's Tears-Prologue: A Jewel in the Shadow Part I

[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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"Ah, well if that's how you feel about clothing, then there's something else that I bet you would love!" Glamour smiles kindly at Molpe, "And I would be glad to oblige your preference for my nudity."

*As she talks, she pulls a strap along the back of her dress and the entire thing folds up into a tiny fist-sized crimson bundle resting gently inside the hand that pulled the strap.*

"As for my fussing, well if you must know, I get far too many customers who show up here hoping that my designs can help compensate for their lack of beauty--and how they can!--but it is refreshing to see a customer whose natural beauty can truly do my pieces justice! Oh how very exciting! Let me know when you're ready for measuring, OK Molpe?"
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[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

[sblock]“Hey that’s pretty neat,” an overjoyed Molpe, exclaims at seeing the crimson bundle her face showing her child like curiosity, “how does it work, Mistress Glamour?”

Her words are barely out before she blushes at Glamour’s compliment, “thank you, that’s very kind of you to say, Mistress Glamour,” her blush dissipates a little as she frowns at the raven-haired girl’s opinion of her own lack of beauty, “but I think you do yourself a disservice by not realize how beautiful you truly are, Mistress Glamour.”

* As if to help the young woman understand Molpe reaches out with a gentle hand to lightly brush her cheek. *[/sblock]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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"Why thank you my friend, that is very sweet of you!" Glamour responds, blushing in turn at Molpe's return compliment, "As for the dress, it was made to come off easily--just one of the neat little tricks that I've put into my wares--I can get you one of those too to try on if you like!"
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[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

[sblock]Molpe grins at the girl’s blushing and unsuccessfully tries to stifle a giggle, “Turn about is fair play, huh, Mistress Glamour?” [/sblock]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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"I guess so Molpe!" Glamour giggles, making Molpe feel more comfortable about her own laughter, "And please, there's no need to call me 'Mistress,' just Glamour will do. That way we can be friends too--if you want, of course!--instead of just a humble shopkeeper and her lovely client!"
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[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

[sblock]“I would like that, Glamour,” an obviously relived Molpe says as she beams delightfully at the raven-haired girl, “have you been to Amaranthia, Glamour?” [/sblock]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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"Yes, it was such a wondrous place!" Glamour replies cheerfully, "It was one of my first stops in my quest to become the best fashion designer in all of the Known Spheres!"

"The people there are so beautiful, and so nice too! Anyways, that's why I was pretty sure that you would be OK with this way of measuring you--do you have any idea what one of my usual clients would do if I suggested that?" she giggles, "She's turn beet red and slap me, then walk out in a huff! I think the Amaranthian way is the best--what's to be ashamed of about your own body, after all--right?"
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[khavren]

Fedowin

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In eldish, [sblock] "I would be more than happy to accompany you all evening sweet lady, and of course, help with the collection all missing items." [/sblock] Fedowin smiles at Melody and settles his weapons.

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[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

[sblock]Molpe giggled in delight at Glamour suggestion, it was just too funny that a dress designer would speak so highly of the Amaranthian way, “oh, it is! Its is! I’ve never been able to understand the other races desires to clothe and hide their beauty, its almost as if there ashamed of it, sister Glamour.” [/sblock]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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"Oh, don't misunderstand me--I think that the proper dress can enhance any woman's natural beauty and make her even more irresistable! But I do agree with you completely that the obsession among many women over covering all their body up--with any old rag they can find as long as it keeps their flesh from being exposed--is indeed silly, and I admire the Amaranthian way--wearing beautiful form-flattering dresses when that suits you to do so and stripping down to nothing at all in the blink of an eye when that is what you desire, without worrying about an irrational sense of modesty."

*Molpe's final words suddenly dawn on the nude and pontificating shopkeeper*

"Oh, Molpe, did you just call me sister? That's so sweet of you!," she says, leaning over to give Molpe a hug, "From my experience with your people, I know what it means for an Amaranthian to call me that and I would like you to be my sister too--if you will have me!"
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