some designs for moth not long before the end of her campaign! zyblina turned her into an angel as a reward for saving prismeer, granting her wings made of plant matter to match her fey-marked vine hair
on a later mission a significant portion of the party died, so we were given a second chance by the incarnation of death. as a result, all of our hair turned white, so moth got a new haircut :>
[ID: Mollymauk Teafleaf from Critical Role. Mollymauk is a purple skinned tiefling, wearing a heavily embroidered red and teal coat around his waist as a skirt, patterned leggings and a long teal scarf around his chest, trailing it's ends over his arms. He is facing away from the viewer, standing in a spotlight up on his toes on one foot, throwing a sword in the air while holding another behind him. End ID]
People from Solsona (Central Catalonia) celebrating Carnival.
In this city, one of the main traditions for the Carnival festivity is the silly version of giants and "big-heads". In other Catalan festivities like festa major and Corpus, there are elegant giants and silly "big-head" figures that dance on the streets. Following the spirit of Carnival, which is to make fun of everything, the giants and "big-heads" that dance for Carnival are made to be caricaturesque.
August 1st - 7th is (apparently) national clown week, and I have some fun little clown/circus themed goodies available over here, if y'all wanna take a peek. 🎪
Age: 38 (9:31 Dragon)
Gender: Male
Tarot: The Emperor
Nationality/Ethnicity: Chasind/Orlesian-Antivan
Class/Specializations: Mage, Blood Mage/Arcane Warrior/Spirit Healer/Shapeshifter (Lvl 31)
Love Interest: Seneschal Varel of Vigil's Keep
Party Comp.: Nathaniel/Justice, Anders, and Sigrun (But rotates with all pretty regularly)
Background: Born in 8:93 to a Chasind mother and an Orlesian-Antivan father, Caelesyn Caron lived in the familiar swamps of the Kocari Wilds until they were forced to leave due to increasing Templar raids. His father took them to Orlais to live with his family, living in serfdom under an Orlesian noble around Val Firmin. Caelesyn, now called Celestin, developed magic at age 8, and was aided by his parents to hide it.
He was discovered at 19 after a confrontation with the Orlesian noble, and evaded Templars for 5 days until he was caught and locked away in the White Spire. On grounds of good behaviour and a vouch from the Senior Enchanter, he was allowed to entertain nobles in the Imperial Wintersend Ball for a few years until the Enchanter is replaced, and so his sliver of freedom was ripped away. Short after, he received news of his parents' deaths. He escaped and made his way to a Grey Warden outpost in Val Chevin, where he became part of the Wardens.
Returning to Ferelden was, as best as it could be described, a reverse-culture shock. He wasn't back down in the Kocari Wilds but now in the north, dealing with nobles that didn't act like Orlesian nobles. His Chasind roots alienated him from Orlesians, but his Orlesian mannerisms and Chasind influences also alienated him from the Fereledans. And that is ignoring his status as a mage, and one that now held land property as the Arl of Amaranthine.
But, he is a Warden with a Duty. And he would fulfill his roles to the best of his abilities.
So the two stars ran to the Lady, the party was already starting, the guests were coming in and the two were running through the corridors.
"How did he even get in?" said Moretta, breaking her vow of silence. But the two sisters had no idea.
So Moretta, left in the garden, kept thinking. Until La Peste started chatting
He asked her how she was but she didn't answer, he asked her to dance and she didn't answer, then he told her that it she were to tell him a secret he would give her one back.
So she said "Pulcinella was seen digging something up in the garden".
La Peste seemed confused but happy so he said "Well, my secret is that I'm late to a meeting, but I'm not sorry because I got to be late because of you"
He did a curtsy and left her, without even kissing her hand goodbye.
He was finding his way out when he found a corkscrew on the floor. He picked it up and kept walking, with a secret he had to keep in his pocket.
People from els Banys d'Arles (Northern Catalonia) dancing the tio-tio dance. This dance is a tradition present in different towns around Catalonia on the last day of Carnival festivities.
Carnival is a traditional holiday from Catholic countries celebrated annually. It lasts for a week and social order is turned upside down. The very last event, in some Catalan towns, consists of people dressing up in white with their face whitened with flour who perform the tio-tio dance while a cobla (typical Catalan street music ensamble) plays the music. Each dancer has a piece of paper hanging from their clothes behind their butt, and they hold a candle in their hands. They stand on a line and then form a circle, and dance in a circle while they try to light each other's papers while others try to put the fire out with brooms.
While doing this, they sing a song that says “Jo te l'encendré el tio tio tio; jo te l'encendré el tio de paper. No me l'encendràs el tio tio tio; no me l'encendràs el tio de detràs”, which in the Catalan language means "I will light up your tio tio tio; I will light up your paper tio. You will not light my tio tio tio; you will not light my tio in the back."