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Entry tags:
- !event,
- abby littman; the lovers,
- aloy; the hermit,
- altaïr ibn-la'ahad; the magician,
- anakin skywalker; judgement,
- caitlyn kiramman; strength,
- claire fraser; the empress,
- claude von riegan; the wheel of fortune,
- dante; the devil,
- diana prince; the empress,
- eddie munson; the devil,
- elrond; temperance,
- galadriel; the hierophant,
- geralt of rivia; the hanged man,
- henry creel; the hierophant,
- hilda goneril; the lovers,
- himeka sui; the fool,
- istredd; the high priestess,
- jayce talis; the magician,
- jesper fahey; the wheel of fortune,
- jo harvelle; strength,
- jonathan crane; the magician,
- julie lawry; the wheel of fortune,
- kyle; the hanged man,
- lenore; the lovers,
- lestat de lioncourt; judgement,
- lord john grey; justice,
- louis de pointe du lac; the lovers,
- lucifer; the devil,
- michael; the emperor,
- nanaue; the fool,
- norman jayden; the hermit,
- obi-wan kenobi; death,
- reno; the chariot,
- sabine; the empress,
- sephiroth; the tower,
- steve rogers; the hierophant,
- thancred waters; strength,
- viktor; death
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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!
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.
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.
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!
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.
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.
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.
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.
wanda maximoff · solvunn
—EXECUTION [ OTA ]
another time, she might approach someone else and offer some insight on what type of offering to give.]
Something small that you may have, like a snack. Anything that you'd be alright parting with, such as an earring or bracelet. Maybe some hair.
[yep... living in solvunn gives a person a skewed sense of what to leave behind.
B. the ritual which condemns josselyn to her fate is not all too dissimilar from what she has witnessed in her time in solvunn, in terms of killing animals to provide for food or to offer as sacrifice. thus, she does not flinch as the black sheep is pushed forward to the altar, anticipating what may become of it. there is neutrality in her expression, a tilt upwards of her chin, in recognition of solvunn's council members—that they would take responsibility for the wrongdoing of one of their own.
questions will arise from this ritual, how the chanting and the mist roll in, together with the figure of in the gloom, the way the sheep's skin coils unto josselyn's body.
what a cruel fate.
—but she should have thought better what her actions would result in. it is just punishment in her eyes. silence pervades afterwards. how could one deny the old god's existence and their lack of response towards solvunn with a display like this?
wanda nears the ritual fire when its lit, grabbing at one of the bones as they're instructed to do so should they desire it. she grazes over the surface of it with her thumb, imprints the sight of her arcana onto it. she no longer feels josselyn's presence with them; she is satisfied with the outcome. turning the bone over, the prints another arcana, 'the tower', to reminisce for the person who is not here with her to do so, waiting her turn to throw it into the fire.
C. she turns back now, ready to head back. this is now the time to speak a few words with her. otherwise, wanda will turn in time to see another summoned looking a little queasy. she reaches for them, stepping away from those filing to reach the portal, to ask with concern in her words,]
Are you alright?
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It might surprise the ones who know about his interest in the gods that "Kyle" doesn't step forward to mark a bone for the fire. Instead he stands out of the way, lingering near an outcropping of stone that hasn't had blood spilled on it today, somewhere near the portals.
At her voice he lifts his head, eyeless sockets and bones etched with runes flashing through his thoughts. The Issusha’im. The living bones. The Payshmura didn't make their relics out of wood or metal, they made them out of bone. He wants to learn about the Old and New Gods, but he belongs to another religion, another god. It's why he hesitates to be part of this ritual.
Maybe it's for the best that he didn't end up in Solvunn. ]
I'm fine. [ He doesn't manage a smile, not after what they just watched. ] Are you?
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[Alucard's here to observe and to ensure that the trouble is passed. To participate further is wrong. He was not taken from his home. He endured only the anxiety and fear of the unknown. Not the true pain inflicted. The black clothing is a matter of solemnity for the occasion.
He also is unsure of the gods. To not be on their radar at all, should they exist, seems the safer and more prudent bet for now.
sorry for the delay! a rough week was had
it bears saying that she's been taken into solvunn's customs. seeing is believing, and wanda's done more than just seeing as of late.]
As long as you aren't offering disrespect in return.
[a slight pull of the edge of her lips upward.]
Maybe I've just been in Solvunn for far too long.
No worries!
[The statement is dry, and Alucard knows that it is a terrible attempt to cope with the full of this.]
It feels more important for those directly harmed to do this, from where I sit.
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[because of their morals, because it's just too somber and gloomy an idea to witness. wanda isn't sure what the execution itself entails, but all she knows is that she feels particularly slighted by josselyn.
had nero not worried immensely for her, ever since the negotiations in the cruise? to have her do this to them, it's inexcusable.]
So, I'm here in their stead.
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B.
He sees Wanda near the fire when he approaches, picking up a bone himself, and stands next to her. Once upon a time, long ago, he gave her one of the first things he ever designed using his powers. It was difficult then. Now Jesper only has to run his finger along the bone and on one side he etches the Chariot, and the other the Hierophant. For Kaz and Inej, her victims, his survivors.
It seems he and Wanda are on the same page about it being more about their loved ones than themselves. He stands arm to arm with her, watching the fire, and puts an arm comfortably around her waist after a few seconds. ]
I hear I missed you being an epic badass on the island.
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(and then there's henry, who was more than fascinated by it. but he's a weirdo.)
jesper approaches her by the fire, and they fall into a comfortable silence. the guy is tall enough that it makes it even more comfortable for her to lean against him and have her head land by his shoulder. her hands are so tightly curled, the anger she felt over what happened still boiling inside her. none of it was fair, and she doesn't know if this makes any of it better. tragedy is always followed by scars and trauma that dig deep into one's heart and soul. she's angry that this is just another extra thing her loved ones will have to bear, and there's nothing she can actively do to fix it. jesper holding onto her? it helps her ease her fists a little.]
Who's been saying that?
[ugh, are the news spreading about her pact... wanda shakes her head.]
—I just did what needed to be done.
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He and Wanda are similar in that they've gone through suffering, but they wish they could protect their loved ones from it. Take it into themselves instead, protect them, but the world wouldn't let that happen. It was the wrong people who often ended up suffering. He turns his head to kiss the top of her head, being so much taller than her it's easy. ]
Some of the natives. It's for the best that they think we're dangerous badasses. They may not be feeling cult-y, but you never know.
[ Jesper's lost a lot of trust in this world through this process. Maybe they were all getting too complacent. He doubts that the Free Cities military will kidnap any of them, but being afraid of the Summoned could keep them from being crossed easily. It is them vs everyone else at this point in his mind. ]
How's your boyfriend?
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Maybe wrap on this one for them!
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[ Bartimaeus had debated with himself quite a bit over whether or not he wanted to come to this. The affairs of humans are just that – human things, not for him to bother with – but eventually it felt right. Throughout his life, he's observed much of history because he had to. It makes sense that he's here now because he wants to. ]
If I was asking for offerings and someone left me a bit of their hair I'd be miffed.
[ The humour doesn't quite land. He should have expected that; it's an execution, after all. ]
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but it's rude to poke into people's minds, so she remembers: a conversation is taking place.]
I suppose I mean if you are someone who considers your hair precious, cutting some of it would be a good offering. But, you're right, I'd be unimpressed with it otherwise.
[wanda finds herself unable to draw away from her curiosity, though. arms crossed, not quite thinking that a handshake would be reciprocated.]
We've not met before. I'm Wanda — from Solvunn.
—SOLVUNN GALA [ OTA ]
[A. wanda arrives the first day carrying a basket of pies and other freshly baked goods, setting the baskets down from the cart they were brought in with. she's trying to figure out the best way to get these from point A to point B. perhaps someone would be kind enough to lend her a hand, much as her hands are getting filled up with presents of cups and socks and tea to carry—certainly all things she's very appreciative of.
once settled within, B. she will leave her things inside the tent and explore much of what there is to offer in the secondary settlement. she had been here before, once, about four moons ago, but her visit had been short and quite straightforward. now, she gets to meet anew some old faces, like isar hart, and wonder at his most beautiful sheep. wanda puts a hand to its horns, gently, and is impressed by it, though she is quite noticeably a little hesitant about getting too close.
once isar has moved along with his sheep, wanda comments to another summoned as she steps on over towards the area with the flowers.]
He's really fond of animals, isn't he?
[there's his dog, and then the sheep... kind of nice to see such distinct personalities amidst the commune.
otherwise, her other haunt will be by C. the pond, where one of the kids has given her a rudimentary fishing rod for her to use. wanda has never done this, so is it any surprise that she struggle a little, standing by the edge of said pond, trying to get the casting right?]
—I can do it. [she protests, should someone come tell her to maybe take a break.] I've never done this before, but I want to try.
No.
[A. wanda refuses to be convinced to go and get some flowers for her hair. she is quite stubborn in that regard, even if the young girls who hold at her hands try their very best to get that 'no' to become an 'alright'. maybe it's because she's been here before months ago, but their familiarity with her seems a little too friendly.]
You should put the flower crowns on your hair instead.
[and definitely not hers.
B. it is no secret at all that wanda prepared some of the baked goods brought in for the potluck. it's sentimental food to her, given that these are recipes she remembers (almost accurately) from home, from sokovia, and isn't there something meaningful about sharing her culture, keeping it alive, even if it won't mend anything at all?]
Do you like it? [she asks abruptly as she takes a seat beside someone who has decided to take a slice of the fruit pie she made. she's got a plate with a slice herself, too, halfway eaten, a cup of tea (thank you, claire) on her other hand.] I remember my mother's being so much tastier than this one, but I tried my best.
[ah, it's a childhood thing.]
[wanda can't sleep.
she's been walking outside, trying to find some hot water and tea herbs to add to it. if nothing else, she can delight in some stargazing while having a hot cup of tea between her hands. once she finds a cup, she sits on a log, legs and feet tucked inward, pressing her lips to the rim of the cup. from her boots, the socks they were given as a gift stick out. the moon's a waxing crescent, barely illuminating the world below it.
makes looking up at the stars so much nicer, though.
wanda hears a sound approaching her, but she knows she's not the only one who can't (or is incapable of) sleep.]
I wonder if these constellations have a name.
[if they're different from those back home.]
Potluck - A.
It's tradition, Wanda. Are you going to disappoint the children?
[He's not waiting for an answer, placing the flower crown on her head before he's even finished asking his question. Though he's conspired against her, he has at least been kind enough to spare Wanda the gaudy bouquets some of the other guests are wearing: on her head rests an understated creation, a light band woven from several shades of fragrant lilac and a few small fern fronds for interest.
(On the other hand, he has endowed the foliage with extended vitality. It'll be well into the next week before the blooms begin to wilt.)
There's giggling and cheering, and then the girls scatter off to find a new target.
They don't bother with Michael, of course. He's already wearing one, a simple circle of common white daisies. Her revenge will have to take another form.]
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the giggling and cheering of the scattering girls speaks of michael's success on his mission, as wanda turns around with a cold look in her eyes—especially considering he's already got a flower crown of his own, so it's not like she can return the favor.]
I didn't realize you were such a stickler for tradition that wasn't your own.
[not that she imagines he had much of anything he could call 'tradition' as it were. the cold look on her eyes quickly thaws, giving way to a more familiar petulant kind of pout on her lips.
the flower crown will remain on her head, for now. with a bit of a huff, she crosses her arms.]
Josie convinced you to come here?
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The ice in her gaze doesn't faze him. Some of his closest siblings were similarly frigid, and he knows it takes more than an overly-cheery tradition to raise her ire. At worst, he supposes she might retaliate by fitting him with a second crown.
But she's down there, and his head is up here. It'll be difficult.]
I'm not, but it's best to keep up appearances with the locals. [Neither of them has much to fear from them, but all the same. They've seen what happens to those who offend local sensibilities.] Besides—it suits you.
[His tone is as mild as his expression, but he trusts Wanda to pick up on the teasing undercurrent nonetheless. She's good at reading between the lines.
Michael crosses his arms and spares a glance out at the field, towards the other attendees enjoying the gala. Does he seem so out of place here? Celebrations aren't exactly his thing, but he doesn't see Wanda out dancing either.]
Do you think I need to be badgered to attend social events?
[He pauses. She's not wrong about Josie, though.]
Though I expect she would have tried to drag me here if I'd said I weren't going.
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FISHING TIME
Well. Don't look at him. He's no help.]
How long have you been going at it so far? It looks like your line is about to get tangled.
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[thank you for your feedback, henry. wanda is fully aware that her skill level is subpar when it comes to this particular kind of fishing, and she refuses to make use of her magic to make herself 'good' at it.
instead, she sits down on her haunches over the rock and sets the rod down, pulling at the wet fishing line out of the water with both her hands. once she sees the hook, she grabs at the rod and starts winding the line around the piece that's meant to hold the line tightly against the wooden rod.]
I'm getting the gist of it.
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[Says Henry Creel, whose tone of voice never loses a pleasant edge (in most cases), which might in fact hide the way that, yes, he is criticizing. But there's hardly any real ire to it, not when it comes to something as mundane as fishing. After all, why does he have any real interest in the hobby?
He steps nearer, just beside from where she's crouched down, his shoes just missing the edge of the water.]
I guess this is just one more skill that might prove useful to us in Solvunn. [Fishing. Very communal vibes. Henry looks down at her, gesturing with a hand at the knotted line.] Do you need help with that?
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night's end;
he smells the tea first when he finds someone is out late at night, beyond the usual. she's instantly recognizable when he sees her out. it's difficult to forget the woman with the elemental hair who'd granted him a moment of welcoming kindness. has it truly been months? }
You could name them yourself. I always thought it was silly when someone bought a star when they were free to be named in the first place.
{ he looks up at sky with the twinkle in the distance. it's his usual view, but tonight it seems to simmer extra bright seemingly doing so despite what the festivities are celebrating. somewhat morbid to sparkle under the circumstances, if he's asked. he's used to it. }
I wonder if the same stars shine just as bright in the other factions.
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[she says softly, as if by way of greeting, looking up and over at louis for a moment before turning her attention further up, up, up—at the stars. the concept of having any money at all to buy something arguably beyond anything that money could buy sounds crazy to her—and yet she knows people do it.
and yet she also knows that naming stars and constellations helps everyone keep to the same general knowledge of the world. her life has never been one where she's been allowed to dream and yearn for such cosmic objects, though.
wanda turns her face downward, at her tea, at the ground, a more solid and familiar place to be.]
Probably. We're a lot closer than what we'd think.
[in this one continent...
wanda wonders if there's more to this world, beyond this landmass.]
Can't sleep, Louis?
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{ he grew up with it, and he made sure to cultivate it further as the decades proceeded into the modern century. it was old money, whispers of wealth. the way people rallied against the acolytes made him wonder what would become of him if they knew the angst he caused in his lifetime. all he could focus on was his selfish desires. solvunn has become a challenge in ways he didn’t anticipate. it might be for the better, if he is ever going to be taken back to his world. part of him doesn't want to face going back.
the stars remind him. at a far distant they are beautiful, but up close they’d surely burn whoever sets eyes upon it - untouchable in the end. still beautiful. }
May I? { he gestures to the log, on the other end of it and proceeds to sit. makes it better to level in conversing. he keeps a respectable distance, his tone light. }
We seem to be closer, but we’re not allowed to leave our factions. I should be the one asking, no? I won’t be staying for the final breakfast.
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SURROUNDINGS - FEESH
...terribly inefficient. She can't blame them, she supposes, when they have to fish from the top down all the time. It's much harder to see your prey through the water's surface.
She doesn't say that Wanda fiddling with the poor excuse for a fishing pole is cute, but she thinks it. Wanda can probably hear it anyway.
Himeka doesn't need to be invited, she strides right on over with a grin. ]
If you wanted to learn to fish, you could have asked at any time, you know.
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Your idea of fishing is just swimming into the water and catching it with your own hands.
[said lightly, with a teasing tone.
she shrugs.]
Everyone makes this seem so easy.
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Which is where spears and nets come in! ]
Luckily for you, I happen to be well-versed in many methods of fishing.
[ There are precisely two areas that Himeka will toot her own horn on: her cooking and her fishing abilities. And Wanda, wonderful Wanda who can make life appear out of thin air, often isn't in need of these things. The fact that the other woman will gladly partake in her cooking is something that means a lot to her, so the opportunity to share a bit of her knowledge of fishing is one that she can't pass up. ]
Or, rather, they wouldn't let me join the Fishing Guild if I didn't know how to cast a line.
[ Himeka holds a hand at her sternum as if she's swearing an oath. ]
And I, too, can cast this ancient knowledge to you, my young protégé...
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