<center><link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Allura" rel="stylesheet"><div style="width: 500px; background: url('http://i.imgur.com/dnz19gZ.png'); padding-top: 5px; background-position: top; background-repeat: no-repeat; background-color: #7e8343;box-shadow: 0px 0px 20px #000000;border-radius: 0px 300px 0px 0px;"><div style="width: 490px; background: url('http://i.imgur.com/dnz19gZ.png'); padding-top: 10px; background-position: top; background-repeat: no-repeat; background-color: #32342a; box-shadow: 0px 0px 20px #000000;border-radius: 0px 300px 0px 0px;"><div style="width:450px; margin-top: 390px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; padding: 10px; opacity: .8; font-family: Times;color: #babb6f;font-size: 12px; line-height: 140%; text-align: justify; border-radius: 0px 0px;">Dished crown twisted towards the voice, Kolera. Ebony ears thrust forwards as eyes befall the sight. Twisted tangles of lavender Wisteria branches begin to shift. She finds herself taking a disbelieved step back. How fitting. The very thing she destroyed in Hyaline has come to seek revenge. Eyes flutter close in a wince expecting some sort of backlash. She deserved it didn't she?
What brings you here?
A kind voice reaches out to her and when she opens her shuttered lids a most interesting of mythical fairies is standing before her. Purple budded flowers hang like a curtain from the fairies neck. A single coiled horn sprouts from the tangles of vine-like forelock. Her brows lifted is surprise at such a sight. She wasn't naive enough to think the fairies had not watched her come, but having never met one before she didn't know what to expect. Her words fumbled from her uncertain lips, " Hi. Ummm well..." Collecting her thoughts quickly she continued with more confidence, "I came to ask for help. You see, all my life I've only been able to destroy things. Which I thought was kind of cool, but after what I did in Hyaline - or we did - I know now its not cool. To destroy nature for no purpose. I want to fix things. Make them grow not die. Give life not death." Her eyes cast down in sudden sadness at her thoughts. Always death Kolera, never life, that had always been her future.
With a determined focus she looked back up to the fairy of Wysteria branches, "I want to fix what I have destroyed. What we have destroyed." Her words are strong. Knowing the fairies probably already knew her purpose for her journey to the mountain she wouldn't waste anymore of their time with her ramblings. They were busy she was sure. She only hoped she could make right the wrongs of her past. </div><div style="font-family: 'Allura', serif; font-size: 60px; opacity: .66; color: #7e8343;text-align: center;text-shadow: 1px 1px 10px #000, 1px 1px 1px #485c5a, 1px 1px 1px #000;">Kolera</div><div style="font-family: 'Times', serif; color: #babb6f; font-size: 12px; opacity: .9;margin-top: -16px;text-align: center;padding-bottom: 10px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 4px #000;">Earth to Earth, Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust.</div></center>
@[Wysteria Fairy] I hope its working
What brings you here?
A kind voice reaches out to her and when she opens her shuttered lids a most interesting of mythical fairies is standing before her. Purple budded flowers hang like a curtain from the fairies neck. A single coiled horn sprouts from the tangles of vine-like forelock. Her brows lifted is surprise at such a sight. She wasn't naive enough to think the fairies had not watched her come, but having never met one before she didn't know what to expect. Her words fumbled from her uncertain lips, " Hi. Ummm well..." Collecting her thoughts quickly she continued with more confidence, "I came to ask for help. You see, all my life I've only been able to destroy things. Which I thought was kind of cool, but after what I did in Hyaline - or we did - I know now its not cool. To destroy nature for no purpose. I want to fix things. Make them grow not die. Give life not death." Her eyes cast down in sudden sadness at her thoughts. Always death Kolera, never life, that had always been her future.
With a determined focus she looked back up to the fairy of Wysteria branches, "I want to fix what I have destroyed. What we have destroyed." Her words are strong. Knowing the fairies probably already knew her purpose for her journey to the mountain she wouldn't waste anymore of their time with her ramblings. They were busy she was sure. She only hoped she could make right the wrongs of her past. </div><div style="font-family: 'Allura', serif; font-size: 60px; opacity: .66; color: #7e8343;text-align: center;text-shadow: 1px 1px 10px #000, 1px 1px 1px #485c5a, 1px 1px 1px #000;">Kolera</div><div style="font-family: 'Times', serif; color: #babb6f; font-size: 12px; opacity: .9;margin-top: -16px;text-align: center;padding-bottom: 10px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 4px #000;">Earth to Earth, Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust.</div></center>
@[Wysteria Fairy] I hope its working