MYO-433: Stephen

While most in Burrowgatory seemed content to let loose for the All Sinners' Day festivities, work still needed to be done amongst the merrymaking and vice spinning. At least, that would be the excuse a certain maligned workaholic would offer if one asked why he oh so refused to take the time off and pull himself away from his computer for long enough to have some Fun. Granted, part of it was he felt he couldn't afford to go out drinking, lest an even larger hole be burned into his already pre...

The Toy Fair, littered with kiosks of both independent artists looking to sell their wares, as well as a welcome den to any intrepid collector of goods of the trinket variety, the event served as a veritable smorgasbord to any would be collator of thises and thats. A place where artisans flourished if they knew how to market themselves right, a mindset the pink greed bun had already been well acquainted with as he drifted his way into the crowd, backpack overflowing with handmade plush and pa...

Gilded opulence. Gold tones and drapery adorn the hall, displays of diaphanous wings petal along the place settings and their gossamer dances with the chandelier's firelight as if they fluttered in perpetual flight. Roses and greenery drunk up the spring time, matched with the delicate silks of both the setting itself and it's austere patrons. No one would second guess who the silk-stocking patron of a gala with this level of decadence and class belonged to; The venue clearly a mark of Angora...