lotus suit for lotus mom

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   Your design #34042 of a shimmering suit of lotuses and doves was approved.

The Starweaver Tailoring Cartel.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. The trade union of tailors and seamstresses has always prided itself as being the oldest still functional trade union in New Celest, having its roots in ancient Celest. This tradition shows visibly in the garish, overly extravagant decoration of the interior itself. Shiny silks in brilliant colours drape the walls, embroidered with gold and silver threads to create tapestries that sparkle in the light. A very thin carpet covers the floor in a complex weave. Long tables lined with benches fill the hall in two long rows, giving plenty of workspace. Prominently in this tailoring workshop rests a bench that holds an assortment of tools for sewing, haberdashery and cobbling.
You see a single exit leading north.

You can no longer sustain your damage shift.
You carefully cut, assemble, and stitch together a shimmering suit of lotuses and doves.

Putting your needle and thread to work, you create a set of pockets on a shimmering suit of lotuses and doves.

You take a moment to examine a shimmering suit of lotuses and doves, holding it aloft and turning it over in your hands. With a needle and thread, you deftly sew a thin layer of cloth on the inside, padding it against the worst of the weather.

---> look suit

Crafted from the finest of shimmering silks, this two-piece blazer suit
glitters like woven starlight. A slim-fit blazer slides comfortably over
a loose, chiffon blouse, the cloth layered with a cotton undershirt for
modesty and comfort. Waist-high slacks have been ironed and pressed with
crisp folds, cutting off just above the ankles. Woven within the fabric,
silvery thread depicts a mural of regal doves resting atop star lotuses,
finely detailed down to the smallest flight feather. An elephant wearing
a flower crown of lotuses frolics playfully on the breast pocket of the
blazer, embroidered with rose-gold thread. Two mother of pearl buttons
gleam on the blazer's midriff, allowing the wearer to button the suit
shut or leave it open.
It has 45 months of usefulness left.
It weighs about 3 pounds and 0 ounce(s).
It has a trade valuation of worthless.
It has a warmth factor of 11.
It has been padded to retain warmth.
It bears the distinctive mark of Ablutant Cheliyi, Lotus upon Cresting Waters.
It has been stamped with the seal of The Starweaver Tailoring Cartel.
This item exists on the following clothing slots: Chest - Normal, Gut - Normal, Arms - Normal, Legs - Normal, Back - Normal, and Waist - Normal.
A shimmering suit of lotuses and doves is holding:
Nothing.
It has the following aliases: suit.

You murmur softly to yourself.
You nod your head sagely.

You hum softly, your frills vibrating with song.
You part a sparkling veil of white mist, leaving your surroundings in a bright shimmer of water and light.

The Fulcrux of Lantra.
The rush of running water echoes throughout this alabaster sanctuary, its white pillars surrounded on all sides by shimmering waterfalls. Breathtaking stars twinkle across the misty falls as they collect into a luminous gazing pool, its rippling waters clear and sparkling as they reflect the open expanse of the celestial sky above. Caught in a graceful dance of duality, an immaculate white koi fish circles its dark twin in the glittering depths of the basin, continuing in a silent push and pull as their silhouettes form two halves of a whole. The white, blue and pink petals of assorted lotus flowers crown these starry waters with their regal beauty, standing at the feet of several stone priestesses who guard this place. The statues bow their veiled heads in silent prayer, each bearing a tilted celadon urn that overflows with the boundless light of healing waters. Shimmering over with water and light, a sparkling veil of white mist draws a starry curtain here. Impossibly still at the centre of this luminous pool of water and light, a single star lotus flower blooms brighter than all the others, its heart radiant as the dewy petals unfurl to reveal a beautiful, enchanting light.
There are no obvious exits.

Kneeling humbly, you press your palms together before you and close your eyes momentarily as you pray devoutly to Lantra, the Empyreal, "Dear my Lady, hi hello. I realize that lately... You have had some pretty terrible times, yes. And, while was thinking about the Gala, was thinking really hard about what I wanna wears. But... was having a hard time thinking of what I should wear, while thinking of all those suits and dresses... ah! Ah, sorry, wheres was I... right! Began thinking about what other people might wear, and then thought of You. Since have had mostly bad news lately, thought it might be fun for You to have clothings, since clothings are pretty fun, at least, to me. Got so swept up in an idea, yes, a gift for You! Obviously, do not -need- to wear its, but hope You like the suit I mades. It has Your beloved doves, lotuses, and a mini Tavi woven ins! Made it with the best fabrics I could finds. Hope You enjoy, many thanks.".

You stand up and stretch your arms out wide.

You drop a shimmering suit of lotuses and doves.
Luminous waters wash over a shimmering suit of lotuses and doves and ripple with light, submerging it entirely until it vanishes from view.

You incline your head politely to those around you.
You part a sparkling veil of white mist, leaving your surroundings in a bright shimmer of water and light.