Skin Applier & Ears - Lumae :: Catwa - Neoma - Ethesi // Neutral :: RFL item @ Fantasy Faire 2018 (Pools of Ethuil). Includes Catwa head applier with four eyebrow options (white, gray, black, no brow); matching body appliers for Maitreya, Belleza, Slink, Tonic, and Omega with 4 breast/cleavage options (as well as V-Tech for Maitreya) and 2 nipple options (nipple, no nipple); matching mesh ears in 3 sizes (medium is shown); and shapes for Catwa Catya and Catwa Keme.
Mesh Head - Catwa :: Catya v3.0 :: Bento
Mesh Body - Maitreya :: Lara 4.1 :: Includes classic and Bento hands.
Hair - Wasabi :: Draco Mesh Hair - Lunar Ombre :: RFL item @ Fantasy Faire 2018 (Aetherea). Includes 4 sizes in 2 styles each (normal, windblown), a texture change HUD with 35 options, and a color change HUD for the hair tie.
Eye Applier - Banana Banshee :: Erin 8 :: L$79 @ Fantasy Faire 2018 (Aetherea). Pack includes mesh eyes and appliers for Catwa, Genesis Lab, Lelutka, and Omega. Each eye is applied separately and includes light and dark sclera options.
Body Scales - Even~Tide :: Opal Scales :: RFL item @ Fantasy Faire 2018 (Severina). Includes system layers, face applier for Omega (not shown), and body appliers for Maitreya, Slink (unisex), TMP (unisex), and Omega (unisex).
Dragon Legs - Ghoul :: Otohime Legs - LARA - Stormcloud Glossy :: @ Fantasy Faire (Pools of Ethuil). Includes Belleza (Isis and Freya) and Maitreya sizing in 2 versions each (matte, glossy). Men's version for Belleza Jake is sold separately.
Dress & Armlets - Tamiron Forge :: LORIEL - Aqua :: @ Fantasy Faire (Pools of Ethuil). Includes dress in Belleza, eBODY, Maitreya, Ocacin, Slink, TMP (female), Tonic, and standard sizing. Also includes resizable armlets.
Circlet - Bite & Claw :: Goddess Diadem :: RFL item @ Fantasy Faire 2018 (Falls of Hope). Includes texture change HUD with 4 metal colors and 6 crystal colors.
Bracelets - Bite & Claw :: Lyta Jewelry - Passion RFL :: RFL item @ Fantasy Faire 2018 (Falls of Hope). Set also includes armlets, nipple guards, merkin, anklets, and collar.
Necklace - On A Lark :: Memorial Locket ~ Eternal Circle :: RFL item @ Fantasy Faire 2018 (Aetherea). Includes texture change HUD with 3 metal colors and 11 gem colors. Locket opens when clicked and can hold multiple photos.
Sword & Pose - Poseidon :: The Swallow 7 :: RFL item @ Fantasy Faire 2018 (Falls of Hope). Includes mirrored pose, pose balls, and prop sword.
DecorIncense Bowls - Fallen Gods :: Hanging Incense Bowls :: RFL item @ Fantasy Faire 2018 (Aetherea). Includes 2 sizes with 4 chain lengths each. Resizable.
Temple - Lacrime dell'anima :: Dream Zen Temple - Fantasy Roses :: RFL item @ Fantasy Faire 2018 (Aetherea). Includes animated (not shown) and non-animated versions. Animated version (w/ benches) includes 10 yoga animations, 11 single sitting animations, and 19 couple cuddle animations.
Dear readers, I must apologize deeply for my delay in writing this message. Due to strange, unforeseen circumstances, I could not interview the last party member, Frighe. As such, I sent her a letter instructing her to meet me at the Faire. By the time I finished, already the fog had lifted from the Fairelands and the festivities had begun. Imagine my dismay! Thankfully, Vedika—bless her initiative—soldiered on ahead and sent me her first report on the Faire, which I shall publish as soon as I catch my breath. She even sent me some souvenirs, which I proudly don in the illustrations above.
O dear readers, I do not expect you to forgive me for my dereliction of duty, but if you will listen to my tale most bizarre, perhaps you can help me make sense of all these strange events.
After Kratz so rudely teleported away from me in the middle of our interview, I fell violently ill. At first I thought it must have been the diseased air surrounding the Gru’sym Cemetery, but even as I fled the scene it persisted, snaking its way around my lungs and tightening like a noose until I lost consciousness. I then had a dream. Or at least I believe it was a dream. It was too real to have been a dream, yet too bizarre to have been reality.
Illuminated by harsh, humming ceiling lanterns was a desk, and before that desk hunched a young woman, her face was taut with consternation. She stared at a metallic book. But this book was no ordinary book. It held only two pages, one of which emitted an unnaturally bright light, the other of which sprouted black keys inscribed with symbols. The woman tapped angrily at the keys as if playing an instrument. With each tap, there resounded a mechanical “clack.” Together, the rapid taps sounded like some demonic crustacean feeling its way around a cave. Occasionally, the woman spoke, muttering something about “First Life” and “dead lines.”.
What infernal ritual was this? I wondered.
I racked my brain for any crumb of knowledge about the metallic book or religious texts that referenced “First Life,” but alas, the proverbial pantry was empty.
I tried to speak, to call out to this young woman, so as to interrupt the ceremony.
Nothing came. It was then that I realized I had no mouth, no throat, no body of which to speak.
Did I even exist? Had I ever existed? If I was thinking these thoughts, then I must exist; cogito ergo sum.
"No, you don't," said a haggard voice. It bore the weight of an entire universe.
The voice came from the woman. Slowly, she turned her toward me. Her face filled me with unfathomable dread, a queasy sense of being and not being.
“Go away," she said, voice quavering. "I can’t concentrate. I don't have enough time.”
Even if I had a body, there was no chance to reply. She slammed the metallic book shut, and everything went black.
I don't know how much time passed, but when I awoke, I found my face buried in bedsheets soaked with cold sweat. It was my bed. I was home. I was safe.
An anonymous tipster had sent a message to my mother that read, "I left Adair by the Gru'sym Cemetery. Something came up. Brain block. Sorry. Don't worry; she's in one piece...for now." My mother sent my handmaiden out at once to fetch me. Apparently, I was found by the side of the road with a large lump on the back of my neck.
The lump remains there, a reminder of the chilling scene I encountered. Thankfully, my hair hides it, but when my mother saw it, she mumbled something about the Unweaver.
...No, it can't be that. I refuse to believe it. After all, the woman I saw in my vision looked nothing like the Unweaver the past six times I fought it. She wasn't evil, that much I know.
In any case, I must leave my roost and journey to the Fairelands immediately. There's so much to see and not enough time.
Wish me luck, dear readers. This time...I think I might need it.