Wardrobe

Villager: Genesis

Stepping into a large, airy workshop, you narrowly dodge a spiky white missile from colliding with your face, only to have to awkwardly jump out of the way of a Fairy Dutch Angel Dragon in hot pursuit of the...spiky white thing.

"Amelia! You do not spike visitors! No. Bad!"

"...Right, sorry. She didn't get you, did she? I'm afraid Amelia seems to think that anyone she doesn't know is someone hostile and...well...lauches herself in a spiky ball at them. Yes, its as painful as it sounds, we've had to pry her off of my poor husband before. For whatever reason, even though she knows him, she always seems to..."

"Who’s my husband? Zale. He and I have a little daughter together, her name is Lyra. You can find our little princess with Zinnia’s boys while we’re working, that old warrior is heaven-sent, I swear. "

"Right, but you're not here about that. Did you come here for our shop? The entire village contributes to it, you know. Without explorers, warriors, our crafter, herbalist, and, well, me, we wouldn't be getting any costumes made."

"Oh, of you want to order, you should submit your form down in our Forum. Ouroboros Costume Shop, you can't miss it. There's a bit of a waiting list, you see. These things take time and effort to make. A lot of effort...we do the majority of the work, but there was a point in time where the shop went down for several months, and when we got back to it, the backlog was just insane. Thank goodness another village pitched in then to help us get back on our feet. That was...really not fun."

"Why am I a tailor? Well, I love making things. Clothes, costumes, anything that can be made with fabric and materials, I'm your gal. And even if it can't, I do love a challenge."

"Hobbies? Me? Well, aside from sowing...playing with Amelia is always a good way to pass the time. Going swimming with my family is always fun, too. Zale and I used to do that in the clouds, back when I still lived in Quetzal Palace. I was born there, but I’m the happiest I’ve ever been living on the island here. "

"My cush-? Yes, yes, those are quills in my sewing cushion. Amelia's quills, to be precise! She doesn't mind donating them, and they make great tools for my trade."

"I'm afraid I'll have to get back to work now. Waiting list, remember? But seeing people from other villages and towns so happy with our work makes it all worth it."