Ludo had been trapped within the barrier for three hundred years with the rest of them, freed to return to its tasks the world over only a year and a half before. Perhaps to the Fae such a span wasn’t so very long; a lifetime or two, little more, and their traditions had continued on unbroken through the centuries, but what of the humans of Torchline?
The Festival of Lights was fast approaching in the Hollowed Grounds, but there was no reason for it to remained trapped there behind a portal that not all were willing to pass through. There had been tragedies of late along the coast, too, lives lost to Ghost Whales and volcanoes – or at least, the panic caused by one. Shipwrecks and sailors lost at sea were a constant source of prayer at the Shrines as well, he knew, after speaking to the Haulani survivors, and disease and old age were just as prevalent here as elsewhere, along with more violent deaths in back alleys and smugglers’s caves.
So it was that Jigano, Outlander though he was, put up a notice and brought with him a cart of supplies and pre-made lanterns and candles to the beach one balmy Leafchange evening, a moonless night when the stars shone bright above and the breeze moved but lightly through the palm fronds.
Donations of food and drinks from grateful Haulani survivors were laid out for those that wished to engage in fond remembrance and celebration of lives well-lived, while plenty of space was set aside for those who desired a quieter reflection on those who had gone on ahead to Mort’s realm.
He set the lanterns and supplies out; every one of them made from paper and lightweight wood, the tops covered but the bottoms open, made of a simple cross to support the candle holder and candle within. Here, with that slight seaward breeze and the expanse of ocean beyond to prevent anything from catching alight when the lanterns eventually burned through and turned to ash on the wind, seemed a safe place to indulge in a tradition of his mother’s people.
This is a Mini-Event to make and release floating lanterns in honor of Ludo and the year’s dead, and to share a version of the Hollowed Grounds’ Festival of Lights with the Torchliners. Anyone is welcome to attend and the more the merrier! Updates will happen every few days and characters can join in at any time, regardless of round.
(This does not fulfill any SE requirements)
The Festival of Lights was fast approaching in the Hollowed Grounds, but there was no reason for it to remained trapped there behind a portal that not all were willing to pass through. There had been tragedies of late along the coast, too, lives lost to Ghost Whales and volcanoes – or at least, the panic caused by one. Shipwrecks and sailors lost at sea were a constant source of prayer at the Shrines as well, he knew, after speaking to the Haulani survivors, and disease and old age were just as prevalent here as elsewhere, along with more violent deaths in back alleys and smugglers’s caves.
So it was that Jigano, Outlander though he was, put up a notice and brought with him a cart of supplies and pre-made lanterns and candles to the beach one balmy Leafchange evening, a moonless night when the stars shone bright above and the breeze moved but lightly through the palm fronds.
Donations of food and drinks from grateful Haulani survivors were laid out for those that wished to engage in fond remembrance and celebration of lives well-lived, while plenty of space was set aside for those who desired a quieter reflection on those who had gone on ahead to Mort’s realm.
He set the lanterns and supplies out; every one of them made from paper and lightweight wood, the tops covered but the bottoms open, made of a simple cross to support the candle holder and candle within. Here, with that slight seaward breeze and the expanse of ocean beyond to prevent anything from catching alight when the lanterns eventually burned through and turned to ash on the wind, seemed a safe place to indulge in a tradition of his mother’s people.
This is a Mini-Event to make and release floating lanterns in honor of Ludo and the year’s dead, and to share a version of the Hollowed Grounds’ Festival of Lights with the Torchliners. Anyone is welcome to attend and the more the merrier! Updates will happen every few days and characters can join in at any time, regardless of round.
(This does not fulfill any SE requirements)
