“...?” Even though they had said nothing, the faun looked at Amanda with such a particular expression it practically was written all over their face - why aren’t you scared of me? She looked up at the faun from beneath her glasses, frowning. “Why would I be?” She was drawin...

Ice cream... the most fickle beast of a treat in all of the realms. One moment it can be a wonderful texture experience that melts in your mouth and allows you to feel the craftsmanship that the ice cream artist put into the scoops- and the next it can be nothing more than a glorified sludge of processed milk and toppings. Stellamaris clearly enjoyed one of them more than the other- finding the idea of his nice cold treat turning into a horrible mockery of soup to be... unappealing, to say th...

Naturally, an aqua equos would take naturally to any oceanic activities. Stellamaris could do anything without too much issue, he could swim as much as he liked, as far as he liked. He could go surfing if he cared enough to do so, or maybe he could go snorkeling- just without the snorkel. Gills certainly helped with diving. However, all of that was a bit too much for Stellamaris to deal with at the moment. Too many other creatures were attempting the same tasks- and failing miserably. He supp...

The light red coloration of the drink swirled around the glass, Stellamaris moving his wrist in a way to make the pieces of ice dance around the liquid. It was almost like he was considering the drink as it swirled around, despite the fact that he would drink it no matter what sort of movement the ice made. Was that a bit irresponsible of him? Maybe, depending on who you asked, but there was something about the cooled pomegranate juice that made him forget any possible dangers that could aris...

Stellamaris, very simply, didn't believe in dark magic. Not in the sense that it didn't exist, but in the sense that it was malicious. As far as Stellamaris was concerned, magic was magic- and it could be used in any assortment of ways that ranged from good to evil. When he heard that dark magic was being used to raise the dead, he genuinely didn't find any issue with it at first glance. Maybe he would have been a bit more opposed if they knew if the dead wanted to become undead, or perhaps i...

Gray eyes met with bright Purple, both of them looking up and down at the other creature. Stellamaris felt his ears twitch at the sight of the pointed humanoid ears that the other had. Jezybell found himself not moving at all as he noticed the differences in this creature. They were similar, but certainly not similar enough. Both parties seemed to be unable to find words. Jezybell could tell that this brightly colored Equos was giving him a look of confusion, even if there was some genuine in...

Stellamaris scoffed as a bundle of flowers were shoved into his hands. He definitely didn't appreciate it when someone shoved something at him, even if the flowers were rather nice. He looked down at them, examining them and taking note of the colors and patterns of the bouquet. Blue Roses of some sort, a bundle of classic purple Irises, some Pink Dahlias, and some orchids. He looked towards the faun who had given it to him, tilting his head slightly, almost disgusted. What was this behavior?...

What's my name? Oh, you want to take some questions? Feel free. You can call me Sora Tsuki. Just ask, I'll answer it. Hmm..."My home"? To be honest, it's in a village in Japan. And if you ask me why I didn't come back to it, well, it's burned to the ground. Since over 150 years have passed, the whole village I grew up in has been abandoned. What's the reason? War? Invaders? I don't know. I have left my home since I was ten. And I don't want to reminisce about that old world anymore. I ...