Re: [Cygnus]
[There is the gentle sound of a shuttle moving through taut thread, and as the memory settles deep, your eyes open to the familiar garments of your kin on both yourself and those around you, dyed vividly bright.
Cygnus' garments are thin and delicate, but no less durable for that beauty. The men have long, sweeping sleeves made from spider-silk with just a pinch of panna for strength. These sleeves are attached to a tunic that laces comfortably at the neck. Over the top of this is a durable vest that folds (left over right, you're sure of it) over the bright tunic. The tunic appears to be hooded as well, though as for who would get the most use out of such a thing in an underground place .... For the women, shorter, more tightly tailored sleeves continue into a wrap that folds over the torso. They receive a hip-length jacket made from a spider-silk weave similar to the one used in the male version's sleeves. Both outfits are tied at the waist with a long, flowing sash. As for the bottom piece, the outfits diverge again; the men have a set of knee-length pants, made from a simple panna weave, while the women wear a long wrapped skirt that falls to their ankles. (Though perhaps a shorter skirt could be worn as well, and the extra material saved for later...) A pair of well-crafted leather boots with roan fiber laces come last.
Something about the clothing seems vaguely exotic, like the half-remembered smell of an unknown spice. Otherworldly, almost, in a way that doesn't quite fit in with the others.]