With Seralem and Wake seemed like it'd be a pretty natural. The enshrouding concept came from linking to the death aspect, kind of a different funeral shroud almost that wrapped the wearer in the promise of respite and awakening that the mists of Seralem offer. The sort of thing we might dress our dead in with the hopes that they might find a place there, but also something (impractical of course) we might wear into battle for similar purposes if we fell cause even if we truly die in that fight we will rise again in Seralems embrace.#: 34316 Item: Robes Type: Greatrobes Org: Moonlace Designer: Saran
Commodities: silk 50 silver 2 emerald 2 spectre 2 mote 2 greytint 2
Mortal Reviews: Allowed
Layer: NORMAL Bodyparts: chest, gut, arms, legs, back, waist
IMPORTANT: The main noun MUST use one of these: ROBES, ROBE
Appearance:
a tulle robe of Seralem
Dropped:
Emanating a pale spectral glow, a silvery-grey robe lies on the ground here.
Examined:
Layer upon layer of wispy silk tulle composes this silvery-grey robe, obscuring the wearer within their engulfing shroud. To complete the envelopment of the wearer, the long sleeves of the robe descend notably further than the wearer's arms might reach, while its hood more closely resembles a veil that falls just short of the ground. The outermost are little more than tattered strips that waft around the wearer on the lightest breeze, their translucence emphasised by a peculiar blurring that lends them the seeming of dream-like tendrils of mist. The inner layers remain whole though still left to flow freely, each layer concealing the wearer more and more. A pale spectral glow emanates from the deepest layers of the robes, revealing subtle embroidery which depicts the fallen: Taking up the upper half of the back of the robe is an image that displays the wilde, whole and free from the scar that divides it, stretching out further to the east than any mortal has seen. Along the hems are outlines of beds, nests, and other places of rest all formed from plants growing out of the land. And lastly, representations of myriad ancestors, animals, and fae have been scattered around the remainder of the robe, some depicted in slumber while others look outward, their eyes ever watchful. A perfectly smooth emerald orb hangs from a silvery chain that holds the robe closed, dream motes twinkling within its depths, the words "Basala'oren Seren" scribed around its circumference.