Thread: Star Wars RP (Funner & RPG-Girl)

Selia flew down to somewhere near the middle of the spire, where she had hidden the necklace she prepared in advance for the bride price in a dull leather sack inside an old lunch box, though the hiding place was good enough without the need for subterfuge. The necklace was something she took a lot of care with, she didn't have much, but from her various outings the past year, she found, traded animal resources, or performed tedious andor heavy manual labors for what she used as materials, not to mention the odd gold pieces she'd acquired before then. She had practiced making very slender, very precise holes in stone blocks before so she wouldn't waste resources, even if she had to give it to her mother, she wanted it to be as beautiful and unique as the young woman she would claim by the end of the day. The necklace itself wasn't overly complicated or flashy, though calling it simple would be accurate, Selia preferred the term sensible, with nothing taking away from or outshining anything else. It was adorned with four fangs from vifers--the swift, weasel-like carnivores that roamed the fields--and a couple of shiny, small, delicate-looking gold orbs between each pair, in the very center was an obsidian sliver as wide as a couple of fingers, the edges worn away carefully to be as smooth and elliptical as possible, though not quite as long as two fingers, it was smooth on the surface as well. All the pieces were carefully, meticulously drilled with a diamond tipped needle and woven with sturdy but thin fibers from some plants growing south of the village, along with silver and gold string for beauty. She lay it around her neck and let out a deep breath, she hoped it would be accepted as it was during the ceremony's negotiations, she didn't mind running around looking for more resources, but she really rather not if she didn't have to. Selia made it with her sister in mind, so the craftsmanship was as good as someone of her low skill level could manage. Still, the incisions were clean, and she had polished any scratches she made when her hand slipped, but she was sure--being younger than her mother--she missed something that could've made it even better, that in her great naivete she accepted that is was good enough without pushing herself, or that she had undeveloped tastes and should've added something more, but she was more than prepared to add a little extra if her mother wasn't satisfied. Her bride price ready and displayed on her person, Selia started back to her dickmother' home, when the Drake arrived, her eyes were greeted by the jewelry adorning Yasin's already beautiful body. As she approached her younger sister, she smiled at her drakesisters as she passed, surely hoping the necklace around their elder sister's neck was a wedding gift to whichever of them didn't turn down Yasin, but at the same time, that would surely not be the case, not if they thought and felt like Selia did. She almost felt bad for them, but she wouldn't lock Yasin up or something, they'd be able to admire her beauty whenever Selia visited, or if she couldn't, wouldn't hold Yasin back from visiting home. Yasin! Selia called out happily, as she ran to embrace her sister, very eager about making her sister hers Hope you're having a happy birthday, Sis. I'll see if I can't bump it up a notch or two! So, did you have anything planned for the day, hmm, all dressed up...