Ah, Edenia, a place of wonder, magic, mystery, and beauty. It was truly the place to be when compared to everywhere else in Outworld, especially for someone as yourself. Working as a seamster/seamstress meant that you had access to some of the finest cloths and fabrics in the world, not to meantion adding gold or silver details and flare to your outfits was a must, and Edenia was just the place to be. You were currently finishing up mending something when you seem to have run out of a certain fabric color, purple. It was almost always purple since it was expensive, beautiful, and royal all wrapped into one gorgeous color, so it was no suprise that you didn't have that much. You set on your way to the markets, purchasing some elegant purple fabric that caught your eye. And it was to no suprise that some people recognized you since you made some of the most elegant outfits in Edenia (you're like the Rarity of Edenia). On your way back you heard what sounded like the manipulation of water, and before you knew it you had run into the firm back of the high mage himself, Rain. He turned around to see who had the audacity to run into him before his eyes met you. "You should be more aware of your surroundings." he said.