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//I have to hold back from issuing the main story points of this blog as well a a character reveal, due to current events. I don’t want to be accused of cashing in on a terrible real life event or fear mongering, despite having planned the characters and blog and story since late November...
A mysterious disease…the promise of ruin…a world of darkness…an ancient curse…and one very specific line…
“…The Kings of Galar are in attendance. Calling you forth…to oblivion.”
Peony’s 3 godmothers are known as Titania, Mab and Morrigan respectively. They are single tone Hatterene that have existed for centuries in the Tangle; Titania is a fully white Hatterene, Mab is a pink Hatterene, and Morrigan is a pure blue Hatterene. Titania is the mediator of the three and often has to keep Mab and Morrigan from destroying the surrounding area as they fight a lot. Nobody knows why they suddenly decided to pick a godchild, but Peony is theirs and thus, they keep an eye on her, only stepping in when she is truly in danger.
They each have a set of Hatenna attendants who also protect Peony, should she ever enter the Tangle. Titania has but one, while the other two have three each. Titania’s specific Hatenna is nicknamed as Puck and is Peony’s favourite.
A mysterious disease...the promise of ruin...a world of darkness...an ancient curse...and one very specific line...
“...The Kings of Galar are in attendance. Calling you forth...to oblivion.”
“...Why are we talking about that king of dragons, or am I missing something...?”
bedes-of-faeth:
Peony’s ready acceptance was somewhat strange. But they bit their tongue and managed not to make any snide remarks. In fact, they managed to not say anything at all.
“…”
The hatterine cheered and turned around for them all to see their handy work. She was very pretty today! She nuzzled up to the flower lady.
Peony closed her eyes and allowed the Hatterene to get close, not even minding it at all. In fact, it sort of reminded her of how the local Hatenna in the Tangle reacted to her sometimes. Smiling peacefully, she just enjoyed the moment of simple joy.
“I’m so glad you like it. You really are very pretty! You definitely match with your dear trainer, the two of you look splendid with your flower crowns. Don’t you agree?” The last part was aimed at Bede, with a gentle smile attached. hey were so quiet, they had to wonder if something was wrong, so she included them in the interaction.
Peony has 3 fairy godmothers. Or rather, 3 very problematic Hatterene who showed up when she was a baby and decided they took a liking to her. Instead of taking her away, she was given gifts, although what exactly, she hasn’t a clue. Plus, her own parents never told her about how 3 forest witches simply came up and blessed her. You know, standard stuff. Beauty, grace, kindness, the power of reading hearts -- that sort of thing. She is vaguely aware that they do exist, though, but she still hasn’t met them officially yet.
bedes-of-faeth:
“Do you live under a rock? I’m Bede. The trainer cho- I’m apprenticed to Miss Opal.” They scoff, but it’s lacking bitterness. They’re mostly focused on Pippy and can’t really feel too much of anything. “Peony, huh..?”
“Yes, that is my name! And I apologize...I’ve only recently been allowed to leave my home, I did not realize that I was in the presence of an esteemed trainer.” Not a single thing she said was spoken with irony or condescension. More like...delight. Peony was happily meeting someone important! She soon finished the crown and placed it on Pippy’s head, carefully sliding the crown through the long tendril and up around the Hatterene’s head. “There we go. Now, don’t you look gorgeous, my dear lady!”
rivalbede:
“Before I get into this fight that may possibly seriously injure me… is there anyone who’s willing to help me hide for… say, a week?”
“If it pleases Lady Bede, my house will happily welcome a member of the Galar League.”
bedes-of-faeth:
They smile, their smirk softening. “Alright Pippy, you can stop menacing me from in there.” He lets the lady out and she heads for the flowers and the flower girl right away. Happy witch day! She wants to make a flower crown for the nice lady too.
Laughing softly, Peony went to work on adjusting one of her many flower crowns. Just adding a few more links so that it could fit comfortably on the Hatterene’s hat brim. As she worked, she innocently posed a question, “What is your name? I’m Peony.”
bedes-of-faeth:
They blush but cover it up with a haughty head lift and reach up to brush it gently with their fingertips. “Bet I’m the best looking victim you’ve ever had. Can my hatterine have one too?”
“Well, you certainly do look very cute in daisies!” Peony stated with a soft laugh. Today was a good day for her, it seemed. She was able to talk to strangers without shaking for once. Her eyes lit up at the mention of a crown for Hatterene. “Oh, of course! Just give me a moment and I’ll make it so it fits on her hat better.”
bedes-of-faeth:
Just say yes please. “That’s silly.” Damnit. At least that wasn’t so mean.
“It’s silly, but it’s also fun!” And before Bede knew it, she’d placed a crown of daisies on their head. While they may say no, their heart said they wanted one. “Here you go!”
“The Applin and I have made flower crowns together! Would anyone like one? Oh, I could even weave some flowers into someone’s hair, too!”
//Found a much cuter/accurate face claim for Peony. This is more like her. ;w;
They adjusted their cloak, making sure it covered their right side. Keep that ghost arm covered up. It hadn’t been so long since the loss and the change, but they still worried about it.
Movement nearby caught their attention and they smiled confidently, squaring their shoulders as they were used to doing. Member of the Minor Leagues or not, they were still a knight at their core. They tilted their head in greeting.
“Good evening. May I help you with something?”
Are they male? Are they female? Doesn’t matter. Either way, if you fall for their charms, you gay.
The reason behind the length of Peony’s hair: she wanted to be like Rapunzel. She read a fairy tale about a girl stuck inside a tower, sort of like her, so she grew out her hair so maybe one day she could meet someone she could talk to. Not quite the same story, but that’s the reason why her hair is so long, when not braided. And it does need to be braided, otherwise her hair would just trail all over on the ground.