[seasonal event] the chorus will come in
Melita Najya

Age: 18 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 2 - Strg: 17 - Dext: 17 - Endr: 17 - Luck: 10
FANGORN - Mythical - Vampire Gourd
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MELITA
LongHeat pressed its wares against her crown and she dazzled in the light, in the warmth, in the eternal embrace of summer. It was in the rocks, in the stones, in the trees, in the earth, singing its sublime tendencies into her ears. They were crescendos and warbles of birds, memories of draconic sand tickling her feet, a clashing of oasis spray echoing and emboldened from her fingertips, the illustrious, bountiful whims of fire, of passion, restlessly intertwining in her bones. She’d never forgotten it – not in the falling of the Dragon’s Throat, not in the ashen, wake of the Rift, not in the passing of seasons here in Caido.

But there had to be more; stories, tales, and legends, sprung from the lips of inhabitants, those who reigned here long before portals sent the rest of their masses down. Perhaps the Naturals knew. Maybe the Fae stoked their beliefs.

It was a pattern, cyclical, perennial, and she craved the last of the last; when autumn approached, she would’ve been here for an entire year, grown and prospered beneath the heavens and skies, shifted, changed, and altered, but still strong, still determined.

Her feet were light, her strides buoyant, as she crossed form lane to lane, path to path. Fangorn trailed behind, consistently distracted by insects, attempting to snatch them into his great, gaping, fanged mouth, then ambling a few more strides before starting the process all over again. She waited, laughed, and searched, scanning the world (the rubble, the dirt, the debris; a home away from home, like desecrated remains of kingdoms and sovereignties left behind) for something, for someone, to show her the way.

She thought she saw a familiar form amidst the columns and skeletal buildings, taking shape as she grew closer and closer. The youth waved and hollered, eager and fervent all over again, scooping up Fangorn, ensuring he wasn’t left behind (as he grumbled about missed opportunities and snacks), as she approached. “Roana!” Her call was a vibrant, outspoken decibel, forever seen and heard, racing up to the older woman’s side until she was breathless. “Have you heard the capture the sun story? I seemed to have missed it!”

And she wanted to know everything.
This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
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Roana Steadman
Soldier ☆ Monster Hunters Guild
Age: 27 | Height: 5'8" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander
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ROANA
I can hardly wait
to see you come of age.
”Boys! What did I say about going out of sight?!” Roana shouted, very frustrated with the little hooligans she had so graciously given life to that now were running around the Ruins like complete lunatics trying to capture the sun. In her own hands was a large basket, unceremoniously held so that the sun above poured into it.

”But ma the sun is over here!!” Rhett called back from wherever he had run off to with his brothers as they chased the sun, full speed ahead, baskets held in outstretched arms as they tried to get the angle just right for the light to fill it. Roana sighed and ran a hand down her face. ”The sun is everywhere it is high noon boys! Get your butts back here!” she shouted back. That was when she heard another voice and glanced back, smiling a bit to see Melita and Fangorn on their way over. ”Hello Melita, Fangorn.” she said with a wave. ”Capturing the sun is exactly what we are doing, while simultaneously breaking the rules – Boys I will count to three!” Roana started, ending her sentence by facing back towards where her devil’s spawn had run off to last.
But I guess we'll have to be patient,
'cause it's a long way to go.
CORMAC RHETT & JAX
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Melita Najya

Age: 18 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 2 - Strg: 17 - Dext: 17 - Endr: 17 - Luck: 10
FANGORN - Mythical - Vampire Gourd
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MELITA
A gaggle of voices and exuberant splintered through the air, and Melita could only catch glimpses of movement and motion – very wild, energetic, enthusiastic children rampaging their way through the ruins. Had she been their age, she would have eagerly joined and split the day with uproar and ardor too. The youth could unleash full pandemonium when she put her mind to it – loud and obnoxious, howling like a banshee, roaring like a monster. Unfortunately, despite the craving and yearning to simply play, her curiosity stemmed the outreach, and she found herself listening to the brim of Roana’s words.

“Capturing the sun?” Her head tilted, leaning closer to Roana, and Fangorn maneuvered himself closer to Melita's chest (as if the boys might somehow come and grab him, take him away to some dark, dangerous, small child oblivion). “What does that mean?” Her eyes lifted up to the heavens, knowing full well the sun could never be captured, it was far beyond the sky, their grasp, their hopes, and their dreams. It’d once been her favored God, destined to be a beatific star blazing in the undying heavens – until that was gone too. Where had such a tale originated? Why were they using baskets? Were they meant to snag sunshine? What would they do it with it when they were gone? Did it require a more spiritual understanding, a notion she hadn’t fathomed in so many seasons?
This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
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Roana Steadman
Soldier ☆ Monster Hunters Guild
Age: 27 | Height: 5'8" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 5 - Strg: 23 - Dext: 26 - Endr: 21 - Luck: 11
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ROANA
I can hardly wait
to see you come of age.
The ruins fell silent. Oooh, these boys were testing her patience today.

”ONE!” Roana shouted. Nothing. Then a bit of uncertain shifting about and not so hushed whispers.

”TWO!” Roana shouted. By now it was clear where the boys were hiding but had yet to come out.

Roana took a big breath to shout three, which was a dangerous thing to mess with, and that was when all three blonde-headed boys came rushing out, worry etched into their faces. ”We’re here, we’re here!” Cormac said, all three boys breathless from their hurry. Only Jax noticed Melita at first, smiling and waving. ”Hi! I like your punkin.” he said.

”Sorry about that.” Roana said, shaking her head. ”So capturing the sun…it’s a Fae tradition done in LongHeat. You make a basket and figuratively capture the sun to make the days stay longer, and then you do something to entertain Safrin so she keeps the night away as long as possible. It all culminates in a big celebration.” she said and shrugged a bit. She wasn’t much of a storyteller. Ianto would have a lot to say about her version of the story.

”Momma is real good at it, show her momma!” Jax said, bouncing on his heels, basket held in both hands. Roana sighed and held her own basket up, tilted slightly so the rays of sun illuminated the inside of the basket.
But I guess we'll have to be patient,
'cause it's a long way to go.
CORMAC RHETT & JAX
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Melita Najya

Age: 18 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 2 - Strg: 17 - Dext: 17 - Endr: 17 - Luck: 10
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MELITA
The cacophony continued, streamlined from Roana to her children, suddenly all bombarding and echoing their way through the arcane columns, new and old, fresh and foreign, innate and golden. She watched, hardly rattled or baffled by the discord (for it was amongst her own bloodline to outcry and roar, like a lion, like a beast, like a monster), somewhat amused when one of the boys approached her and Fangorn, appreciative of the gourd. The pumpkin grimaced and hissed in response, and Melita rolled her eyes, patting the top of her companion’s head in a subtle scratch. “Don’t mind Fangorn,” she whispered to the youth. “He’s shy.” Then she winked, and postured her attention back to Roana.

A Fae tradition. She hadn’t ever really heard much of the Fae – she always imagined restless, toying spirits, eager to share their deceptions and melodies, fervent to embolden the world in upheaval and grace. She’d yet to meet one, despite the barrier coming down, but perhaps that would come in time too, and her curiosity could be sated for few moments. Making a basket sounded a little daunting, but if she could manifest beams of wood and assist in constructing places for Spark Birds to land, a basket shouldn’t be too difficult. Capturing the sun itself seemed otherworldly and ethereal, exactly as the Fae likely intended, and she wrinkled her nose at the way it was worded, at the intricacy layered beneath. Entertain Safrin. Big celebration. There were many pieces, but there’d always been – the seasons streamlined from one to the next, and she had so many inquiries and questions to follow upon – but lo and behold, the moment Roana lifted her basket, Melita peeked in, noted the fringes of sunlight illuminating the bottom of the wicker, and she wanted to do it too – have the sun in her hands, hers to hold for seconds and snippets. “Oh,” she breathed, impressed and reverent all at once. “How did you do it?”
This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
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Roana Steadman
Soldier ☆ Monster Hunters Guild
Age: 27 | Height: 5'8" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander
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ROANA
I can hardly wait
to see you come of age.
Jax did startled a bit when the gourd hissed at him, stepping back and holding his hands up defensively, as if the basket he held might somehow keep the creature at bay. With wide eyes he looked up at Melita, smiling a little as she explained that the gourd was shy. "Ohhhhh Rhett is shy sometimes too." he said before smiling at the pumpkin again. He took a big breath and copied the hissing noise at him, thinking that it would help the creature feel more comfortable.

"Well you collect some reeds and make the structure. See here how these are all connected?" Roana said, showing her where reeds bent around each other. "Then you take more reeds and simply weave them around, going opposite every other row, and tuck in the ends when you reach the top." she said. "Mr. Ianto helped us make our baskets! He is real smart and fun too!" Cormac said with a sage nod. Rhett wasn't really paying attention. He was too busy still trying to catch the sun in his basket, clambering up onto a piece of rubble to get a little higher and hold the basket out to the sky.
But I guess we'll have to be patient,
'cause it's a long way to go.
CORMAC RHETT & JAX
Table base and considerable assistance from Sky!
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