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>look first bag in chest The pristine fabric is almost iridescent in its brightness, when hit with light the sparkling applique ripples with flashes of fire. >look second bag in chest The distressed leather is thick and sturdy, the rivets adding additional security in anticipation of heavy contents. An additional strap secures the bag to the wearer's belt to prevent slipping. >look third bag in chest Dark green enameled leaves highlight the diminuitive purple cluster, the jeweled clasp blending into the finely woven scenery.
>look first garter on table The graceful form of the heron dangles brightly from its slender tether, a proud arch to its long neck. > >look second garter on table The edge on the miniature dagger appears to be just as capable of cutting the dark satin as it is holding it in place. The chips of onyx glitter darkly against the rich fabric. > >look third garter on table A crouching panther dances at the end of a fragile silver chain, delicately tethered to the embroidered hem of the vibrant satin. > >look fourth garter on table The delicate design of the bright green ivy compliments the earthy tones of the studs and leather. >look fifth garter on table The sleek leather bends smoothly, no cracks can be seen across its glossy surface. The smooth silver buckle is unadorned, the bright metal standing alone as decoration. >look sixth garter on table A river of shimmering silver wends its way through the vibrant blue braid. The ends of the final knot are allowed to trail freely, fluttering smartly in a slender train. >look seventh garter on table A river of bright gold wends its way through the vibrant purple braid. The ends of the final knot are allowed to trail freely, fluttering smartly in a slender train. >look eighth garter on table The sinuous chain is diamond-cut, the links reflecting available light and shivering brightly alongside the rich black silk. >look ninth garter on table A bone and rawhide clasp cinches the garter for expert adjustment. A subtly concealed slit along the top leaves enough room to stash some small necessities.
>look quiv on rack
The sinuous vining pattern of wire makes its way lazily around the body of the quiver, glinting brightly against the chocolate brown leather. A single ivy leaf made of hammered copper serves as a clasp when necessary, slipped through a small leather loop.
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>look sheath on rack
Thick brown leather has been relentlessly worked until it is exceptionally supple for its size. Knotted thongs of rough rawhide provide insurance for the sheath's contents.
>look second quiv on rack
A faint glimmer of crushed crystals are brushed along the tresses of the svelte maiden.
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>look third quiv on rack
The sleek style of the quiver is accented with a bit of fringe at the opening.
>look fourth quiv on rack
The solemn visage of the forests wisest of creatures stares unblinkingly out from its blackened outline.
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>look fifth quiv on rack
The girl's stance is solid, back slightly arched and arm unwavering as she aims for an unseen target. The scene is cradled within a bright crescent moon, flecks of silver sparkle like tiny stars across the canvas of the rich black leather.
>look stock in bask
A tiny rose decorates the heel of the delicate stockings.
>look second stock in bask
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A deeper blue seam travels along the back of each leg. Transparent swirls of stars travel through the delicate fabric, designed to follow the curves of the leg.
>look third stock in bask
The opaque fabric is reminiscent of the forest at dusk. Glinting threads cause the ivy leaves to stand out in sharp relief as they wind their way along the length of the leg.
>look fourth stock in bask
Cleverly split in the back with a reinforced hem, small silver grommets gleam along the back seams. Smooth black ribbon laces up the back in a criss-cross pattern, leaving small glimpses of bare flesh among delicate fabric the color of the last moments of a summer night.