...She's not really regality, she's like the exact opposite. Dope dress tho

A vastly different style yet again, and one that I very much love, we've got Ri'dasha in a rather ornate getup

She also gets flowers, 'cause flowers are heccin cool

A harvest/ren festival inspired commission done by the fantastic  Mandala-Moons ! You can see their original post of it here. I was incredibly happy with how this one came out, they're a brilliant artist!

Being from the Aldmeri puppet state of Pellitine, Ri’dasha’s interactions with the Empire were very limited. Most of her knowledge came directly from the source, when she, her brother and her father traveled north to Cyrodiil on trading business. Used to the more ornate armors of Elsweyr, with Khajiit clad in moonstone-laden steel, it was always a shock to see the practicality of the Imperials, who spared no material in the creation of their armor. She always thought that the Imperials were rather strict, with their harsh regulations foisted upon caravaneers, their constant stops for inspection, and the simplistic look of their homes. Because of this, Cyrodiil was often boring to her, until she chanced upon a small Argonian boy during a stop in Leyawiin. Ri’dasha had never actually seen an Argonian up to this point, only hearing about them in bedtime stories her father would read to her. Horned and red-skinned, the lizard child was attempting to fish with a string tied to a stick in a small inlet from the Lower Niben. Fashioning her own makeshift fishing pole out of sticks and grass, Ri’dasha joined the strange child on the small river bank. His name was Telios, (an oddly Imperial name for an Argonian), and just like that, Ri’dasha’s trips into Cyrodiil went from boring slogs to exciting adventures. Telios was overly curious, expounding on caught bugs, digging for treasure, and especially identifying types of fish. In many ways, he reminded Ri’dasha of S’davi, but with many more exciting activities. From then on, a trip to Cyrodiil meant another adventure with her friend up north, running amuck in Leyawiin, and (never successfully) fishing in the Niben River.