The Other Outlander [ON HOLD]

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~THIRD PERSON POV~

A young woman, dressed like a certain bard with a mane of wavy, snow-white hair stood in the early afternoon light, waving to a man about her height. This man, with outlandish golden clothing and shimmery yellow hair, was being dragged by a small, floating child with equally outlandish accessories, who was yelling indiscernible things. The duo seemed quite close- it was as if they were related in some way.

The woman stared in the direction the man and child had left in, then smiled brightly- as if she remembered something happy. She turned in the opposite direction, facing the afternoon sun with a flourish- and, with a bright, gold flash, and a swish of her light, teal clothing- was gone.

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The woman, who we know is Celeste, appears in the recesses of Dragonspine, at the shivering cold campsite of a certain alchemist and his aqua-haired attendant- who positively squeaks with fright at the lady's appearance.

(a/n: you may skip these paras, as it is mostly for my reference of what her outfit looks like. For art ofc U///U)

We get to see her up close this time- her long hair, which is let down and reaches her waist, sparkles in the light which is emitted by the roaring campfire. Slight snow is piled on her head, and a leaf- somehow still fresh and healthy- is tucked behind her ear. Deep gold lipstick graces her plump, cold lips.

She is wearing a teal, slim-fitted cold-shoulder with sleeves reaching right above her elbows. The top is adorned with multiple diamond-shaped designs in different shades and sizes. A gold ring lies on her neck. Similar golden rings lie halfway down her forearm, and on her middle fingers- to which fabric of a sky blue shade are attached, acting like gloves. She has puffy shorts on- the same shade of teal as her top- which are held by twin thin gold belts, looping around her waist, beautified with the addition of a jewel the color of Anemo visions.

She has very short white heels on, and stockings reaching up a little above her knees in a pale gold shade. They shorten in width as they reach up, and end in a small blue diamond- connected to a thread that runs up her thighs and under her shorts. She seems to glow in the light of the fire.

(a/n: describing paras done- on with the story!)

The lady looks around. Her shoulders are coated in thin layers of snow, and some of it is sprinkled throughout her hair. She seems slightly cold, as her nose and ears are tinged a shade of rose, but no warm air arises from her lips.

Sucrose sighs as she realizes who the unannounced guest is. She kindly asks the lady to come further inside, where a bunch of soft chairs lie, and bustles off to make her lady's favorite drink for the cold- some warm, toasty coffee.

Celeste reclines on a cushion she found on the floor. She smiles, deep in thought, relishing in the hot fire and her memories. Memories of old- of playing in the snow outside, of the humid air underground, of the creation of two puppets, of her creation, of Khaenri'ah when it was new... of Khaenri'ah when it fell.

Of her. When she fell.

She can't wait to meet one of her own again. One she could actually talk with. One she remembers clearly. One who remembered her. One who was special.

One... or was it two?

Trying a third POV style to describe outfit appearances, because I'm making ✨!!ART!!✨

{I've already made pencil sketches and Gacha OCs, and now it's time for DIGITAL ART!! WOOOOOOOOOO~!}

I hope you'll welcome it and get excited, because usually when these "THIRD POV" styles are in a chapter, it means NEW OUTFITS (yayayayaya) and probably a new character intro~

Also, later I'll make a prequel to this- describing the first journey Celeste had. You'll get to see how exactly she meets all these people, and why they know her so well.

This is pretty short ngl, sorry abt that. Next one will be longer, I promise!!