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MINI-EVENT: CODA - IC EVENT LOG

Mini-Event - Coda

Mid-April, you receive two formal invitations. They arrive separately in two distinct envelopes and do not appear to be precisely related.
◎ The first is from Solvunn, signed and sealed by the Solvunn Council. It informs the reader that on April 18th, Josselyn Creed's fate will be publicly carried out according to Solvunn's traditions with the Old Gods. The location is in neutral territory, a safe distance from the Singularity's crater. The Council expresses deep regret for the actions of one of their own and invites you to attend as an observer if you wish to find closure. Portals are provided. The proceedings will be in the morning.

◎ The second is from your respective faction. The letter is less solemn and invites you to attend a weekend gala on April 21st - 23rd. It acknowledges that recent times have been difficult and that faction officials and locals wish to repay the Summoned for their contributions. Portals to each location are provided.
Divine Judgment
In the weeks leading up to Josselyn Creed's execution, many of you were allowed to question Josselyn. Now that you've received the answers you're seeking - as much as you were able to - officials have granted you the chance to gain some closure and witness her execution.

The factions will warn the Summoned that Solvunn does not take angering the Gods lightly. Her death will not be quick and will likely be sacrificial. They advise anyone who may not have the stomach for it to remain home and enjoy the festivities at the end of the week.

Attending her execution is optional and open to all. New arrivals are welcome to watch...though they may not want to. All characters may skip this portion of the event.

Participants of Event #12 are still welcome to speak to Josselyn. This section will close on April 30th.
Last Rites
CW: Disturbing imagery, animal death, ritualistic sacrifice, body horror.

So that all can attend, Solvunn will perform Josselyn's last rites in neutral territory. Anyone who attended the Peace Summit last year will recognize the area, though the colorful tents are gone. In their place are some plain stone benches and a temporary altar. Thick mists roll into the valley, bringing a chill to the air. As you arrive, you see Solvunn mages instructing volunteers to right certain stones as the last touches are added. Present to represent the other two factions are Jolene Sybell of Thorne and Reva Hym of the Free Cities.

The stones are arranged in spiraling circles, with twelve arches that span them. Carved into the ground beneath the arches are each of the Major Arcana. Find your matching Arcana and leave an offering if you want. You're told the gesture will appease the gods and ensure the "cleansing" is successful.

The Moon, Josselyn Creed's Arcana, has been carved into the center stone. If you share her Arcana or are The Emperor or Justice, Solvunn mages will approach and ask you to write your name in charcoal into the stone. If you bear any of the other signs, you can also do so, but you won't be asked directly.
Preparation
Soon, a hush falls over the crowd as Isar Hart comes forward with a black sheep in tow. Several Solvunn Elders flank the sheep as it's placed before the altar. They paint large winding lines and runes on its wool and face. Winifred Bordeaux turns to the crowd. She states that the wrongs born of the commune are always made right by Solvunn's hands and seeks forgiveness. The gods may cast judgment as they see fit.

Mages begin a haunting chant in an ancient tongue. With a large bone knife, Winifred kneels next to the sheep and slices its throat. As warm blood flows over the ground, it fills each etched Arcana sigil. The sigils glow a faint red upon contact, and the grass around them withers and blackens. Once fully drained, the Elders carefully skin the sheep. Its organs are placed in jars as it is hollowed out. With the skin removed, the Elders lay it on the altar and declare that those who stray from the gods must be brought back into the fold.

One of the stones vibrates, releasing Josselyn Creed into the hands of waiting Elders. As she's dragged to the altar's center, she decries Solvunn for being blind, accusing them of turning away from the truth. The old ways have long stopped serving them, she declares. The Old Gods are no longer listening.
Penance
Holding her in place, Rowan March places the skin of the black sheep upon her. The wool stretches outward to envelop her limbs, covering every part of her in the pelt and muffling her shouts. As each bone bends and snaps loudly in the silence to take the form of a sheep, her body collapses with anguished cries. Finally, a mass of quivering wool and human sinew is left, the sheep's face ajar on her broken skull.

The chanting reaches a crescendo, then stops abruptly. The mist thickens, swirling towards the altar. Your surroundings darken. From the gloom comes a massive bird-like silhouette. Its enormous wings shadow the sky, blocking out the sun. Though the figure's form is obscured, the dozens of vultures that descend are visible - and so is the feast that ensues.

Through the fog and shadow, you glimpse blood and flesh tearing. Slowly, the mist begins to clear as each bird takes its fill. The silhouette above withdraws. What remains before you is a pile of bones picked clean...and the recognizable head of Josselyn Creed beneath the sheep's mask, the only part of her uneaten.
Immolation
The Council allows all in attendance to confirm Josselyn's identity and her fate, ensuring that the factions and the Summoned are satisfied with the outcome. A ritual fire lights up on the altar. Her head is placed in first by one of the Elders.

The rest of her bones are in the sheepskin. No blood or flesh remains. The pelt is startlingly clean for such a gory display. You're invited to paint your Arcana on a bone and place the bone into the fire as a gesture to the gods that you've accepted the punishment they chose for her.

The atmosphere is solemn. Winifred offers her thanks on behalf of the Council for allowing Solvunn to make amends for Josseyn's misdeeds. They deeply regret this was necessary but promise they'll take steps to ensure it never happens again.

A few remain to watch her bones finish burning. You may join them if you like or return home at once. A harsh silence fills the ceremonial grounds as you step through the portal.

Weekend Gala
Several days after the execution, the cities prepare for the feast and gala. On the day of, portals will open up in the main hub of each city: Castle Thorne in Thorne, the Primary Settlement in Solvunn, and Cadens in the Free Cities.

You're welcome to arrive on the first day or skip the speeches and arrive on the second day for the main dinner and event. Everyone will be sent home on the third day (April 23rd), though the factions would be happy if you'd like to volunteer to clean up and take down decorations before you go. Not to worry if you'd rather go home - they have plenty of staff and locals for the job.

Each city will provide a place for you to stay for the weekend. They'll choose their best inns for you, except Solvunn. Solvunn will offer a comfortable communal tent for all attendees to share.
Thorne (Hayle)
The first evening, the King and Queen will gather guests into a grand hall at Hayle University. The King formally welcomes and expresses Thorne's gratitude for everyone's safe return. He heralds the Summoned and those involved in the terrible incident for their fortitude and bravery. The Queen follows afterward, adding that she is glad justice has been served and that they can be assured Josselyn Creed can never harm anyone again. She acknowledges the formation of the Summoned Conclave and promises Thorne will always serve those who are steadfast in their loyalty.

In a rare moment, Ambrose Rhett and the Duchess, Anastasia Rhett, can be spotted standing side by side in the background. Jolene Sybell is also present. Ambrose, however, will not be seen past the welcoming speech, returning to the Castle after.
Gifts
As a resident of Thorne, you'll receive a gift bag containing:
◎ A sweet dream potion that grants the user happy dreams and a good night's sleep. A basic spell, these potions were made by schoolchildren in Hayle as a thank-you gift for the Summoned. The custom label on each bottle has your name handwritten and decorated by the kids. If you're known around the Castle, it might contain a drawing that represents your reputation - for example, a flower if you have a green thumb. They've been told a bit about the Summoned by officials and their teachers.

◎ A jade turtle that, when placed in a bowl or pool of water, is enchanted to swim around. A novel decorative piece that calls back to the giant sea turtle which came to aid you and your friends on Thorne's shores.

◎ A soothing galaxy orb that displays the starry night sky within. When placed in front of some light, it'll cast a pretty sparkle over your surroundings.
Surroundings
Located far north, Hayle is most famous for its beautiful crystalline architecture. The weather is warmer now that spring has arrived, but relatively cool with temperatures dipping at night. Vast mountains are in the distance for a breathtaking view.

Hayle bustles with vibrant energy and a diverse population. Where Castle Thorne closely follows the formal traditions of the nobility and traditional Academic Magic, Hayle is trendier with innovative spellwork, the newest designs in fashion, and a vast library of knowledge.
◎ Arcana Deck Exhibit
Expensive custom-crafted Arcana decks are under glass cases like fine jewels. One notable attraction is an exhibit displaying one-of-a-kind decks designed by famous artists or enchanted by renowned mages in Thorne's history. Some boast intricately painted designs and real gold, while others use precious gems embedded in the cards themselves. One preserved deck is carved entirely on pinewood.

◎ Boutiques
Boutiques sell tailored clothes and fine jewelry that include Arcana-inspired accessories. Luxury magical tools are also available such as gold scales for weighing potion ingredients. Some bookshops specialize in signed or antique copies. The contents are nothing special, but editions are considered collectibles. Though most aren't for sale except to the wealthiest individuals, you're free to look.

◎ Makeover & Performers
Street performers occupy every corner around Hayle: stories told through illusions, musician-less instruments, and juggling acts that incorporate impressive balls of colorful light. You can get your portrait drawn by an enchanted paintbrush or volunteer for one of the illusionists to give you a temporary "makeover." The makeover will grant you one or more features of your choosing that will last 24 hours: a new hair or eye color (including unnatural shades!), translucent illusory wings (they won't get in the way), or decorative nails.

Personal shopping and styling assistance is also offered by Lenore and Natasha Romanoff.
Banquet
The banquet takes place on the second evening, held in Hayle University's finest ballroom. Decorations are delicate and elegant. The chandelier above drips with crystals and gold.

Although you'll have an assigned seat to start with, there's no need to stay where you are. Guests are encouraged to mingle and wander around. Make friends, meet new people, and introduce yourselves!
◎ Food & Drink
A formal multi-course dinner will be served throughout the night. The wine flows freely and food is abundant. Thorne is known for its exquisite cuisine, and Hayle is no different. With the harsh winter over and farmlands slowly recovering from the attack last summer, the nation is no longer struggling as much with supplies. Dishes include stuffed duck, delicate fish, rare nutty cheeses, soup, and plenty of cakes and biscuits.

◎ Entertainment
Formal entertainment involves music, dancing, and magic shows. You're welcome to take the stage yourself, of course! If you're not good at what you do, the citizens won't boo you off the stage, but you'll feel an awkward atmosphere begin to build, and word might spread about your act. The nobility in Thorne has exacting standards and a penchant for gossip.

Musical performances include original compositions on the violin and piano by Lestat de Lioncourt and elvish songs by Elrond, while Lord John Grey will recite some poetry and music. Magical displays include illusory lights featuring the Arcana signs by Istredd, flashy divination magicks channeled through a tarot deck by Urianger, and a light-based display of intricate mandalas Stephen Strange - whose third eye may be glimpsed beneath his hood when he casts his Eldritch magic.

◎ Night's End
The banquet runs late into the night, though you can leave any time. A carriage will be waiting to take you back to your inn. You can stay for one last social breakfast in the morning before returning to Castle Thorne through the portal.
Free Cities (Libertas)
The first evening, the Prime Minister will gather guests by the mosaic sculpture in the Willow Memorial Park. Prime Minister Marlo expresses her gratitude for everyone's safe return and apologizes for the atrocities that occurred under her watch. The bravery and fortitude of those involved will be remembered. Fortunately, justice has found those responsible, and the city can begin to march forward. She acknowledges the formation of the Summoned Conclave, promising that her government will make sure nothing like this ever happens again to its people. The Summoned are, of course, people of the Free Cities regardless of where they came from.

Quilleth Kaur takes the stand afterward, addressing the tragedy that struck Libertas not long ago and personally thanking the Summoned for their help in rescuing survivors and rebuilding the city. This includes the construction of the park itself, led by two of the Free Cities' longest Summoned residents. She bids everyone to enjoy the festivities. They deserve to relax and feast after a harrowing experience.
Gifts
As a resident of the Free Cities, you'll receive a gift basket containing:
Tickets to a special comeback show by one of Libertas' most famous acrobatic troupes - their first since the city's destruction. The envelope includes a letter which addresses you by name and thanks you for your help. If you've made an impression on the citizens of Libertas, the letter will mention noteworthy things you've contributed, such as volunteer efforts or donations. The tickets grant you the best seats in the house and a free drink during intermission. Performances are held throughout April and May, so you'll have plenty of time to attend.

◎ A kazoo, best used to annoy your friends or heckle anyone you find disagreeable, though beware that the people of Libertas won't hesitate to brawl on the street over insults.

◎ Luxurious bath crystal balls that fizzle and give the water a beautiful shimmer. Infused with medicinal properties, they'll alleviate aching muscles and lingering pains.
Surroundings
Located far south, Libertas is most famous for its subversive attitude and colorful architecture. With winter on the way out, the weather is warm but not scorching hot as it can be in the summer. Rare spring rains have caused flowers to bloom and sprout around the desert.

Libertas is diverse and lax in social norms. Where Cadens boasts the best research and technology, Libertas' focus is on advancements in free thought, art, and knowledge. Following the art walk not long ago and the long-term portal to Libertas, some of these attitudes have filtered into Cadens.
◎ Artist Alleys
The collapse of the city's buildings has caused street art to greatly flourish. Winding alleyways between homes and shops contain paintings, written poetry on the walls, and musical performances. Sculptor Axn Kade, famous for his pieces made of reclaimed metal and his activism for mining safety, has added a new sculpture to the city's streets. The plaque contains a dedication to the Summoned who helped clean up the mining equipment a few months ago, having used the scrap metal gathered during that process.

◎ Gambling Halls & Brews
Rejecting government oversight, Libertas is home to several gambling halls of all types. If you have the money, you're sure to find a spot to suit you. Beware of loan sharks and play at your own risk. Taverns around Libertas are rowdy. They often have an open floor for art performances, poetry readings, and philosophical debates. Always open to new ideas, many places in Libertas host tastings for brews created using innovative flavors and techniques.

◎ Market Square
Though not as large as Aquila's market, the Libertas market square is still a sprawling maze. Anyone with something to sell will have squeezed a table or a stall into the area. Enterprising merchants will give you a demonstration of some of their products, most powered by New Magic: a comb that changes your hair color upon use, eye drops that give your irises an enchanting colorful glow, and disposable crystal accessories that take on the illusion of precious jewels for a short period - invented to undermine the value of gems. Any changes to your appearance are temporary, lasting 24 hours.

Before the feast, simple dance lessons are available from Caitlyn Kiramman.
Garden Feast
The feast takes place on the second evening, held at the Willow Memorial Park. Glowing orbs of light have been hung from the willow trees while vases made by a local potter feature flowers from the park's wildflower meadows. More details about the park are available under Locales for Libertas.

Provided by Viktor (and Jayce Talis), the center of the garden contains a revolving armillary sphere modeled after the astronomy of Abraxas, casting an atmospheric starry light over the area.

To start with, you'll pull your table number from a hat to receive your "assigned" seat, but there's no need to stay there all night. Guests are encouraged to mingle and wander around. Make friends, meet new people, and introduce yourselves!
◎ Food & Drink
An eclectic array of dishes line a large table at the park's center. Help yourself to what you like in any order. No one will bother you if you start with dessert! Wine, ales, and hard liquors are as plentiful as the food. Dishes include grilled fish and pork, dips and spreads, puddings, sweetbread, cakes, and seasonal fruits common to the desert climate, such as figs and oranges.

◎ Entertainment
Formal entertainment involves music, dancing, and poetry. Artists have been invited to unveil new pieces or showcase old favorites. You're welcome to take the stage yourself, of course! Performers won't be judged on talent so much as passion. As long as you're creative and genuinely enjoy your craft, you'll have the support of the locals.

Jaskier will put on a lute performance, including a ballad of Spyndlveiss containing themes related to the recent disappearances. Diana Prince will recite a short portion of The Iliad, in both Ancient Greek and common. A "blade dancing" display using a painted stave by Obi-wan Kenobi will take place, as well. Finally, Hilda Goneril will draw and paint quick "fashion sketches" to commemorate everyone's style - available to both small groups and individuals.

◎ Night's End
The feast runs late into the night, though you can leave any time. A wagon is available to bring you back to your inn, but most locals prefer to walk, creating a drunken parade of people through the streets while singing cheerfully. You can stay for one last social breakfast in the morning before returning to Cadens through the portal.
Solvunn (Primary Settlement)
The first evening, the two remaining members of the Council, along with Isar Hart, address the gathered, apologizing for the sheep who strayed from their flock. They're especially disappointed with the heretical actions of a trusted community member, whose name they will no longer acknowledge. The gods have cast their judgment, and now the community can come together to heal. The Council promises the newly formed Summoned Conclave that they are vital members of the commune and that Solvunn is here to aid them in whatever they need.

Isar Hart reiterates that his position on the Council is temporary until the seat can be filled, though the Council does not give a date for when this might occur.
Gifts
As a member of the Solvunn Commune, you'll receive a gift bag containing:
◎ A clay mug, handmade by children in the settlements. Each mug is customized for the individual based on what the children have managed to learn about you, painted with what they believe to be your favorite colors, flowers, patterns, or animals. How accurate the kids are about you varies depending on your interactions with them, but they've tried their best. The bottom of the mug is signed by the child who made it for you. If you run into them afterward, they might ask if you like your mug.

◎ Thick and comfortable knitted socks made from the wool of Isar Hart's sheep farm.

◎ A few sachets of herbal teas to help you get a good night's rest and restore your energy. A small thank-you note accompanies the teas, signed by Lorelai and Esmond, who are grateful for the chance to return home.
Surroundings
The southernmost of the settlements, the Secondary Settlement boasts vast sprawling farmlands and a beautiful shoreline overlooking the ocean. Skies are sunny and clear throughout the gathering. Wildflowers bloom across the flat plains, orchards are starting to bear fruit, and fish are plentiful once more.

The Secondary Settlement is sparsely populated but maintains a tight-knit community. Where the Primary Settlement is a hub for schooling, craftspeople, and artisans, the Secondary Settlement is focused on agriculture and livestock: sheep, goats, horses, and fields of crops fill the area. Many families take pride in supplying the commune with produce and materials like wool, eggs, milk, and grains.
◎ Farms & Livestock
Farms are open with fences solely to keep out any predators or pests. You're free to visit the fields and orchards. Pick apricots and cherries, pet the sheep, play with the baby goats, and gather eggs for the evening's potluck. Isar Hart will be pleased to show you his prized black sheep, whose majestic horns are greatly admired. Smaller gardens filled with flowers and herbs are also available to explore. If you'd like to put together bouquets for the evening or make flower wreaths to decorate, you can help yourself. Finally, you can fish to your heart's content in the nearby pond. Bring your catch to dinner!

◎ Shrines
After recent events, shrines around the Secondary Settlement are full of offerings to appease the gods and seek guidance. These offerings consist of animal bones, harvested fruit, and wine. You can add to the shrines if you like or simply visit them. Many shrines hum with magical energy and all previous signs of corruption over the past few weeks have faded. You can ask for blessings of health, luck, or abundance for yourself or others.

◎ Neighborly Help
Although Solvunn doesn't place much emphasis on extravagance, the evening's affair is an important one. They'd like to look their best. Members of the commune are all around the settlement to give you a hand to get ready. You can have someone style or braid your hair with ribbons, color it with natural dyes, or lend you some clothes and accessories if you don't have any. You can help them in return, as well. They're also happy to trade items with you.

Louis de Pointe du Lac will temporarily alter your clothes or appearance for the night using illusory magic.
Potluck
The potluck takes place on the second evening, held outdoors in one of the Secondary Settlement's spring meadows. Decorations are rustic and simple, consisting of fresh flowers and candles.

Mud-clay sculptures and masks are available from Nanaue, though they are not very sturdy. Nero will hand out colorful brochures.

There are no assigned seats. Tables and chairs are placed tightly together, along with natural seating created by tree stumps and boulders. You're encouraged to mingle and wander around. Though a sober hush lies over the gathering, the atmosphere is hopeful. The people of Solvunn look forward to better days.
◎ Food & Drink
Solvunn's potluck feast consists of dishes and drinks brought by everyone in the commune, including members of the Council. There are hearty stews and soups, freshly baked bread, butter churned that very morning, and a variety of Solvunn's famous goat cheeses. You're invited to contribute anything you like! Simply add your dish or dessert to the table. The centerpiece of the potluck is a pig roast. Mead and ale flow freely.

Wanda Maximoff will bring sečenica, propeć (both cheese and egg savory baked goods), and traditional fruit pies of plums, cherries, sugar, almonds, and vanilla sugar. Claire Fraser will provide a unique loose-leaf herbal tea blend.

◎ Entertainment
The people of Solvunn will sing, dance, and make music together. On occasion, there are pauses for someone to take the spotlight, but overall no one's center stage for long. Instruments are passed around, and guests are encouraged to join in. Due to recent events, many songs are subdued, speaking of honoring the gods. Later in the night, stories are exchanged around the campfires. One particular folktale is told by Rowan March about Spyndlveiss, a figure who captures wayward sheep on their way between the settlements. From these lost sheep, he makes sheepskin suits for hungry wolves to wear.

Eddie Munson will hold a lively musical performance.

◎ Night's End
The potluck runs late into the night, though you can leave any time. Large tents are nearby for you to rest and spend the night. In the morning, you can join in on the communal breakfast before returning through the portal to the Primary Settlement.



cryptsleeper: (Softe)

[personal profile] cryptsleeper 2023-04-19 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, yes, I'll agree with that, down to the pigeon shit. So the better question is, how do you decide what is and isn't meaningful? It doesn't need to be obvious art either. Words stick just as much as an object with creative intent might. Or meals.

[None of it is meant to really have an answer. Alucard knows that half of his response would be I know it when I see it and I react, which is absolutely nonsense while still being true.

There's a smattering of phrases that go wholly over his head, being from the 1470s. He'll just assume his pokey little fangs help make a few things clear.]


I do think that the abstraction makes it harder, especially if you didn't know the significance of the material. Personally, without the plaque I think it has more interpretation. You can look at the formation from the top to the bottom or in reverse, and the meaning changes. With the change, it lets people project more of themselves into what they're seeing.
everybodysterrible: (S2 - 055)

Shopping

[personal profile] everybodysterrible 2023-04-19 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Abby's aware she should budget herself, and whatever money she can not spend on this trip would be more money she can spend on herself, in Cadens. Eating. Which is an important part of not dying as she tries to find work. However, she's definitely going to see what all is available. A little window shopping isn't a problem.]

[Except it is a chaotic bazaar of normal items, new magic items, and Abby's still a little reluctant to toy with magic without knowing what the fuck she's in for. That's a concern she'll grow out of eventually, but not today. Still, she does need something to go with her dress for the gala. But she's not really the best at accessorizing, that was Norah's thing.]

Hey, you're fashionable, what would you suggest to go with a butterfly themed dress in blue?

[Hilda's around her age, obviously a little more fashionable and sophisticated. And definitely feels like she might be able to help. But even if she can't it's as good an opener as Abby's got.]
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[personal profile] the_keeper 2023-04-20 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
Sabine considered the card Kyle pointed to under the glass. The Fool. Then the cards around it, circumspectly. She could appreciate their craftsmanship but still didn't know what to make of the demon-named planet's fixation with the symbols and strangely skewed meanings.

"I looked through a deck once or twice when they popped up at the used bookstore, but not all that close. People make some out of the weirdest art." Belief in their purpose or ability, or those of the people who used them, didn't come into it. If Sabine didn't believe in the uncountable faces of the arcane and the numerous ways humans could be touched by a force bigger than them, she'd have to not believe in herself first.

"Not the kind of thing people in our hole in the wall hold much with, but they have been documented back about six centuries on our world." A tiny blink in the eye when the rift, and whatever face sat upon it (only now a gas station), had been around for so many millennia before. Sabine looked over at Kyle. "Is it the same in yours?"
Edited 2023-04-20 00:09 (UTC)
aquilus: (hood - frown)

[personal profile] aquilus 2023-04-20 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
Few of his brothers back in Masyaf would believe it, but Altaïr is capable of enjoying himself in the company of others — in this case, because he is in the company of others, many of whom were in dire peril not long ago. It continues to play at his mind as it has these past weeks; that other Summoned have come to mean something to him, that he is not as content with solitude as he once would have claimed, and so he spends some time with him at the festivities.

But companionship and merriment aren't the only things on his mind this evening. How can they be, after what he witnessed? Altaïr supported the deaths of those who would commit such unforgivable crimes and still does, but not like that. Better to make a quick, clean end of a life than to revel in torment.

It's only been a few minutes since he returned to the inn when the door opens again. He looks up from where he sits, his journal open and ready to record thoughts he hasn't yet found the words for. "Safety and peace, Diana." But from the look of her, she feels neither at the moment.
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[personal profile] the_keeper 2023-04-20 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
Sabine looked up with a smile. It gave no flicker (nor held itself to be a lie) even as Sabine registered several new things about the woman in rapid succession. The woman before her was not alive, and unlike the man Sabine'd played chess with back at the Thorne castle, she bore several very clear physical features that attested to it. "Thank you. Yours is great, too."

She'd meant to introduce herself next, she had, but instead, her head tilted, eyes skimming, and what came first, as she gestured at the woman's armful of books, instead became: "Is that one good? The Myths one? I was eying a copy at an earlier store but wasn't sure. I'm only just starting to learn about this place. If you have recommendations, I'm all ears."
aquilus: (modern - charisma)

garden feast

[personal profile] aquilus 2023-04-20 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Altaïr is not one who likes to stand out under any circumstances. Even when he is not seeing to business, so to speak, it is simply too ingrained him to want to avoid attention. Luckily, though the black clothing and red overcoat that Hilda had insisted on are more dramatic in appearance than he'd prefer, many of the Summoned are even more dramatic, and so he fits right in.

(Hiding in plain sight, indeed.)

He spots Nadine and eventually makes his way to her side as she eyes the revelries. He isn't one for this part, either, but...]


Good evening, Nadine. Would you care to dance?
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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-04-20 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hilda's gaze flies up to meet Claude's. The sound of his voice immediately draws some strange, knee jerk tension to her shoulders. Mere seconds stretch, making it seem like there's more time between when he extends his hand towards her and for her to formulate a quippy response. Belatedly she hopes that her hesitation is simply taken as the alcohol slowing her reaction time down and not anything else.

She pouts, gently slapping his hand before grasping it. There's already a part of her stubbornly intending not to hang on for too long. A rolled ankle hasn't stopped her before. ]


I knew you'd disrespect my heels so that's why I left for a long walk with them by myself.

[ As soon as her hand grasps his however, Sylvain is there. She barely registers his slight ribbing at Claude's expense, distracted by his appearance and seeing them both standing by each either. Wistfully a very unhelpful part of her brain sighs. Gods they both looked so handsome tonight. A fainter but undeniably present voice warns her that that's a dangerous thought and shoves it promptly away despite Sylvain's hand snaking around her waist. There's still the sound of protest in her voice at his claim. ]

You take that back, they would never! If you're both going to insult them I'm going to walk the rest of the way back to the inn by myself.

[ She has half a mind to do it too — when she had put her shoes on earlier that day she has sworn to marry them until the end of the night. As if defending her shoes honor she tries to throw both of their hands off with a huff. ]
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[personal profile] hextechhead 2023-04-20 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
No, because I'm apparently the late one.

[ Jayce has always liked galas and events, typical of someone who cared a little too much about rising the class system once upon a time. But it wasn't only about that. He likes people and beauty and getting out of his head once and awhile, which can be hard to do as he's an overthinker. That is the plan for this though. No negative thinking. Only trying to relax with friends.

Jayce knows that Caitlyn's hated stuff like this related to her own grumpiness at her upbringing, but that is why doing it for a positive reason is worth turning those memories into something good. He is only a few steps behind Hilda but he holds the door open for her. ]


Here let me help.

[ He was raised by a very sweet single mother so Jayce has been trained to always be helpful around the house, and it comes in handy in domestic situations. He helps her with the bathrobes first since they're probably the heftiest. Viktor doesn't enjoy these sorts of things so he was excited to find people who did. Jayce likes pampering, he already has a beauty regime he does every day. When asked why, he mostly just shrugs and says it makes him feel good and happy. What else needs to be said?

He is currently dressed down since they're about to pamper. He's just glad Cait's agreed to this, given her most recent experience. ]


You must do this a lot, Hilda. [ She's so prepared! ]
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Wildcarding it

[personal profile] cryptsleeper 2023-04-20 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Alucard's taken the whole thing quiet slowly for the evening. Viktor was not wrong in observing how strange and wrong it felt to be doing any of this after an execution, and he had not even witnessed the particulars of what went down.

His attention had turned gently towards work and the reopening of his own project, taking quiet notes on the event and performers and how to set the hall's reopening apart from this. With the next performer coming off the stage (and full knowledge that Jaskier's set is next), Alucard has to attend to another particular: management.

He and Jaskier have ideas about how to make it all work now. But there's also making sure people are up to the task.]


What have you thought of the performances thus far?
nadine_he_loves: (flattered smile)

[personal profile] nadine_he_loves 2023-04-20 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
How could I say 'no' when you're looking so stylish tonight?

[Nadine can't say she's much of a dancer, but it's not as though she never indulges. Besides, it's the sort of thing that's done at these kinds of affairs. While she'd decline any strangers that asked, Altair's a friend.

And she'd really like to keep her mind in the here and now. The main reason she'd come - aside from supporting Jaskier - was for a distraction.]


As long as we keep it simple, I'm...decent at it, we'll say.
the_keeper: { Neutral } (But you knew from the start)

[personal profile] the_keeper 2023-04-20 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sabine wandered out to the balcony after turning down someone's offer to dance. There's no regret in the action, given there was only one person she'd probably say yes to, and neither of them seemed all that inclined as it was. It was dark out there, and yet not entirely at all, and Sabine hadn't made it fully out to the rail before there was a voice, and she turned to her side.

Her brows quirked at the question, even as she placed him as one of the singers earlier this night. Beautiful voice, and yet the solemnity of its ending. That didn't seem to still be hanging on him. ]
Here? Or at home?
politicians: (20)

[personal profile] politicians 2023-04-20 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
Either will do.

[ he's not picky either way. it is the expression of those feelings he wishes to hear, not the minutiae of details and worlds. ]
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[personal profile] familysucks 2023-04-20 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
[He sees she's still finding ways to slip medical advice into her tea time, however. The expected behaviour is reassuring, comfortable. Michael likes known quantities.

Michael nods at her words, because he can understand the appeal of putting in effort with one's own hands to create something—and Solvunn's markets don't have quite the same variety of prepackaged teas on offer as a supermarket—but it's not what he was asking. Wanda usually has a tea picked out for him before he even arrives.]


I was referring to the questions. Do you always ask before offering someone tea, or is this just for the occasion?

[There's a somewhat longer pause this time as he considers what it is exactly about summer that made it his top choice, but again, he doesn't keep her waiting long.]

The variety of animal and plant life active during the season.

[At his core, he'll always be an admirer of his Father's work. God was a lousy father but His creation was without equal.]
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Obi-Wan Kenobi | Star Wars | The Free Cities

[personal profile] obiwanofthosedays 2023-04-20 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ OTA's and closed starters below. Plotting comment here, poke me for a specific starter! ]
Edited 2023-04-20 02:44 (UTC)
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[personal profile] aquilus 2023-04-20 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
[He has to give Hilda credit for that. Well no, he doesn't and he won't outside his own mind, but that doesn't change that she is the one who deserves it.]

I've rarely danced myself. I promise not to outshine you.

[He can manage the steps well enough not to look like an ass, and that will have to be enough.]
the_keeper: { Neutral } (and watered my heart)

[personal profile] the_keeper 2023-04-20 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ Curiosity gilds her features, both to the question and to what could have inspired him to be asking it. The answer, however, is easy enough for a straightforward enough question. She shakes her head slowly, the movement making the long ribbon woven curls of red slip around her shoulders and arms. ] Not here yet. I haven't been here very long.


As for home— [ Home is so complicated. Before the five years of her coma, to be sure. There'd never been the chance to see the sky again until getting here. When had she last even looked up at the sky? Would it have mattered enough to remember? Was it the last time they got in a car to drive home from work before that night?

Did it count if it wasn't a real sky but a recreation of one? ]


I don't know exactly. But.

[ Her voice lifts on this note, as a bonus. ]

When I was a kid, I had this treehouse, and I would love to spend all my time there. It was way out in the middle of this forest, at the far edge of town, so there was almost no light pollution. I used to spend forever up there, staring at the sky. All of the stars spilled out everywhere I could see.
Edited 2023-04-20 02:56 (UTC)
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The Execution

[personal profile] obiwanofthosedays 2023-04-20 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
The rites, the ritual- there is a power here with which Obi-Wan is deeply unfamiliar. The source is indeterminable and as removed as he is from the actions that prompted this fate- he has no room to involve himself beyond witnessing what is to come.

Gruesome as it may be? This is the way of these people. Their laws, their religion, their brutal undertaking serves as a cautionary tale to any that might have questioned their methods or convictions. Far to the back of the audience, Obi-Wan lingers. Observes. Tries to pick out what, exactly, it is that descends to pick the convict's broken body clean, to understand what purity fire offers those of this faith. It's all terribly...

Brutal.

Mystic.

Fascinating in no small way for how little context he has for anything- but he does not flinch from the slaughter, nor the rending of flesh, nor the immolation. This may not be civilized in his mind, nor how he would see punishment done- it is no clean death nor respectful ending for a sentient life but...this is not his world. His ways are not relevant.

Hood up and held close, he watches, he extends his senses in the Force for signs of true grief or upset, for satisfaction or any incitement to further violence, and remains vigilant.
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[personal profile] techmaturgy 2023-04-20 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
He's fairly magnetic. Or. Gravitational. Like a planet.

[This is, apparently, Viktor's attempt at describing the hold that Jayce has on him, and other people. Irresistible is probably the right word, but Viktor doesn't necessarily deal in sentiment. He thinks she'll understand what he's getting at--that Jayce naturally draws people to him. Gets them interested in his interests, at least once he proved his theory real.

Viktor is kept from elaborating on the thought when Caitlyn pulls out her handkerchief. He tries to shy away, not sure what she's doing, but she makes it fairly quick and painless, leaving him momentarily bewildered. He's not even sure if he should be mad. No one has ever dared.
]

Was there--did I have something?

[A vague gesture, to his face.]
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[personal profile] techmaturgy 2023-04-20 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
[He should not be surprised by this, but somehow is anyway, like he doesn't quite expect someone sitting down next to him willingly. Hilda is not, at least, an unwelcome guest--though of course it takes him a moment to adjust to such a bubbly presence in his general vicinity.]

Oh?

[The general hope, of course, is that she wants to talk about his work, which has him interested.]

The more expedient topic, first.

[That way they can be efficient.]
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artist alleys

[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-04-20 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
Hilda's time in Libertas also finds her spending a considerable amount of time in the artist alleys. While it's not her first trip to Libertas, she hasn't spent as much time as she's liked exploring this part of the city. Having seen it in the tail end of its transformation into what it is now, she's glad to see that the spirit of the city seems to have come alive once again.

While most of her bags had been dropped off at the inn, she'd be remiss to not pick up several other trinkets and supplies for tomorrow's gala. She had promised she'd join Caitlyn in the market square later, but she'd be remiss not to stop and pick up some supplies when everything she'd need for her contribution to tomorrow evening's event was in one place. Hilda is practically ready to leave when a bookshop boasting a fine collection of fashion books catches her eye.

She weaves through the shelves, more interested in the pretty covers than anything the contents. When she rounds the corner she spots a familiar figure and a delighted grin spreads onto her face. "Wylan! How have you been?"
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paper stars.

[personal profile] gynvael 2023-04-20 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ By the afternoon, Geralt's been tidied up a bit. By which he means, Jaskier braided his hair. The rest of him is a work in progress. (Either Julie or Jaskier are searching for a suitable shirt; he isn't certain who or both, but he's content to let someone else fuss with the question of clothes and outfits.)

He finds himself peering through the garden, curious to finally see Jaskier's work after his, mm. Absence. For the past few weeks. It's pretty. Plants and flowers that'd not normally exist in this place. For all that he isn't interested in celebrating, the feast makes for a decent distraction. Can't quite ride off into the desert just yet.

He's stepping around the ladder when—

Geralt catches the falling paper star as a familiar voice rings out. He glances up, glimpsing the flash of pink hair. Pink hair that does not belong to Julie. (This is the second time he's watched a pink-haired woman perched on a precariously tall ladder to hang decorations, which is a curious thing if he thinks about it.)

He holds the star out. ]
Hard at work?
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Gala & Performance

[personal profile] obiwanofthosedays 2023-04-20 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
The Performance

After some shopping for proper attire, Obi-Wan makes the trip to Libertas and offers what is, in his mind, an entirely appropriate contribution to the festivities. Finding and preparing a painted stave to act in place of a lightsaber is simple enough, as is preparing a modest pile of small bags filled with sand for a portion of his demonstration. Blindfolded throughout he replicates one of many intense, acrobatic katas, the painted stave twirling in his hand to the beat of drums in intricate patterns, diverting blows both imagined and real. At one point in the demonstration he does signal for those that lined up to toss the bags of sand at him to do so with all their might- and he diverts them neatly, even while blindfolded.

A show of grace, athleticism, and truly- it is fun to show off a little what he is capable of with very low stakes. There is no battle that requires perfect focus, no barrage of blaster fire, merely music and laughter and the sheer comfortable relief of being alive, having survived something terrible.

And for now? That is enough.


Dancing

After his demonstration, Obi-Wan takes a moment to drink, observe, and learn the beats and rhythms of the dances common to this world. Quite a few of them are familiar enough for him to catch on to the appropriate motions and once he feels comfortable doing so? He dives in with enthusiasm- glad to relax and to meet others that are enjoying the music and the evening. He even goes far enough to coax a few wall flowers away from the edges of the dance floor, inviting them with a twirl of his cape, a wink, and a smile.
mobezon: (065 | future dwellings)

louis de pointe du lac » solvunn's token vampire.

[personal profile] mobezon 2023-04-20 08:49 am (UTC)(link)
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐀

i » flowers;
{ when they made the announcement after the execution, louis didn't need to go to know what occurred. all it took was a glance of passerby minds and he got flashes of the imagery for those that chose to attend. a glimpse into the taste of what the solvunn gods have to offer in their iron might is enough for louis to not attend nor have any desire to associate if he can. there's a stir, a memory that he has pushed that reminds him too much of the rules set aside from where he comes from. vampire rules that deem they can execute others based on them being broken.

it's not the way to manage. he'll keep his mouth tight-lipped to the affair, and turn his cheek away from it for now. it's too close, something in him tells him. he continues to shut doors within the privacy of his own mind, of his occasionally wilting might. he shakes it off, and decides to sit down and start putting together flower bouquets. after some time, he realizes what he's putting together, provided what is available. }


All the books in the world, and sometimes I got my fixations. Fitting to have arrangement of flowers with the meaning of death and grief laying around.

{ there are lilies and muns in the one he's holding, of which he secures with a red ribbon. }
ii » neighborly;
{ he had volunteered his time to aid folks in their outfits. louis didn't think many would approach him, let alone the children. one of them had offered to paint something on his hand after he lined her dress with gold sparkles from the replication of a colorful shimmer of a rock's insides. with more practice, he'll improve. he took to it since it can't harm anyone, but he's still wary of using too much.

he's distantly reminded of the nieces and nephews he missed out on when he sees the little girl determined on drawing a shape he can't make out at first. all he sees is neon paint from his angle. she insisted she must thank him. he figured he might as well, considering the exchange rate mentality, although he would gladly do it for nothing. once she's done, she says her goodbyes and he can finally see what the drawing is.

he finally figures what it is. it's a smiley face. now he's going to be wearing one on top of his hand all night. he likes having the corner of the tent that overlooks the meadow, considering he can spend stretches of time unbothered. the commotion has mostly passed as people move on to evening activities. louis remains in his place, sitting upon the grassed hillside. it's not a bad trade. he'll leave the smiley paint on with its neon glow under the darkening sky. }
iii » games;
{ it had become apparent that he couldn't stay away, since they found him. they as in the children. they don't fear him. it's good they don't, but should he be concerned on the acceptance of oddity solvunn has offered? he's begun to understand it as such. he's walking along the potluck field, intending to go right through it when he finds a ball (or what resembles one) hits the side of his foot. a kid - how many of them are there - asks if he wants to play.

they can't be that friendly. it seems they are. }


It wouldn't be fair.

{ it's said lightly. he gently kicks the ball, but he forgets his strength and it ends up flinging the ball over the kid's head, far enough that he'll have to retrieve it. by the time he has it in his hand again and returns, the kid is gone. probably got distracted. he lifts the the ball and takes the time to inspect what it's made out of. surely it had been football they've been playing or a variation. soccer? it's rounded. he's never been the sporty kind. it's certainly sturdy. if someone approaches, they'll hear his comment. }

Reminds me of a Mesoamerican ball game. Made of materials similar to natural latex mixed with the juice of the morning glory vine.
( ota prompts!! feel free to wildcard. will match format. )
mobezon: (024 | future dwellings)

personalized tea;

[personal profile] mobezon 2023-04-20 09:40 am (UTC)(link)
{ the execution itself had already given louis mixed feelings, and he's finding anyway to counter it by simply existing. the activities are nice, he supposes. the children seem to stop and stare at the vampire, but soon as they realize he's not going to do anything menacing, they become bolder. at some point, he's left with some kid painting his hand, for example. what a strange community.

when he spots claire, it's nice to see a familiar face while he adjusts to others. he still wants to come by the gardening area, but yet again there's been something after everything. he chooses to see the gala rather than what it is celebrating. he supposes they might as well roll with it. louis takes a seat in front of her, making sure there isn't anyone else in line as to not take up someone else's desire for tea. }


I should probably say Summer, considering the bayou is in me. I'll say Autumn.
mobezon: (078 | future dwellings)

outfit preparations;

[personal profile] mobezon 2023-04-20 09:43 am (UTC)(link)
{ at this point, louis ought to not question how he ends up where he ends up. the settlement is small, at least compared to the other factions. it's like a small town. eventually people know one another, and that means louis can't just hide away. instead, he opts to mingle for once. he'd been out of commission in a pit - of which is still a zero star experience to be reminded of. the festivities being a celebration for execution probably don't help to ignore what had occurred.

having to think of anything else is better. the bar is set low right now. he recognizes eddie as errand boy if anything. he still hasn't opened the letter. louis own outfit is black on black, and yet he says in a dry tone meant to not actually be serious. }


Have you considered adding a speck of glitter? Might go well with the performance.

{ he's here to actually help, but why not figure out what exactly eddie is looking for. black clothings could mean anything and he's going to guess formal wear in a suit isn't the other's go to. }

Or a belt chain.