Festival of Lights The Black Lake is illuminated with warmth and light on this night; if this is your first time visiting, you might be fooled into thinking that this is not a place as dark and secretive as it normally is if only because of the light spilled by the lanterns and the way dusk is obscurring the ruins of the Spire. On the water, some lanterns float on tiny boats while others sway on the breeze held above the ground on staffs stuck into the soft, spongey earth. When last has such a festival been held in the Hollowed Grounds? Years and years and years. But with the turn of Leafchange we find ourselves nearing the end of the year, and with it the Festival of Lights. So it is that all over Caido an effort is made to reach the Grounds; by foot or wagon, by skyboat or magic. And so they gather, they bring their lanterns painted and decorated in memory of those who have died, they light them, they hang them, and they wait. And who knows; perhaps a familiar face will walk hallowed grounds once more before the night is through. Welcome to the Festival of Lights - 316 PC! You have SEVEN DAYS to have your character arrive at the festival. For SE completion, you MUST HAVE STARTED YOUR LANTERN THREAD BEFORE POSTING HERE. If you have made a lantern, link your thread in the bottom of your post and state who the lantern is for. At the end of the festival, Ludo will choose a lantern as its favourite, and spooky things may happen! You will need to post at least twice in this SWE thread for it to count for SE, MP and/or levelling. |
[SWE] Festival of Lights
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Remi Taliesin the Bastion
Age: 32 | Height: 5'11 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 15 - Strg: 70 - Dext: 65 - Endr: 101 - Luck: 110 - Int: 3 ORIA - Mythical - Spriggan (Ghost)
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08-17-2023, 06:28 PM
the lullaby
Of all the places... The Lullaby complained as he and Ronin flew toward the Hollowed Ground. Below them, even in the darkness, the location of the festival was clear enough thanks to the lights twinkling out across the ground like a fallen constellation.
Landing, Remi shrugs away his wings with a small act of concentration followed by the sound of ruffling feathers. Reaching immediately for Ronin's hand that he might not only squeeze his husband's fingers but also try and siphon away some of the Nova's golden levity, Remi shakes his head somewhat doubtfully. It feels almost selfish to put this up. I saw him so recently, but.. A father's love was not the sort of thing to be bound or swayed by guilt or selfishness, and so, despite the fact that he had the power to call down the god of death and beg for an audience with his dead son, still Remi placed Remi completed his lantern for I got a feeling inside that I can't domesticate It doesn't wanna live in a cage, A feeling that I can't housebreak
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission. Flora Kaito-Taliesin the Doubletake
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08-17-2023, 06:33 PM
Flora
Despite the fact that Flora was normally dressed quite extravagantly, tonight she had pulled out all the stops: her hair had been meticulously curled and pinned into cascading waves, her gown was made of silken flowers and lace, her makeup was exquisitely painted in place, and her skin seemed to glow with youthful vibrancy. All of this paled when compared to the lantern she had created for her twin of course, and though the Doubletake was not at all inclined toward Ludo, the things she would give on this night just to see her brother again. Appearing from a wagon with a few others, Flora eyes the gaggle of gatherers for a moment before spying her father and her other dad. Waving toward them both and crinkling her nose in greeting, the Doubletake opted to place her lantern in the water instead. It was more dramatic and romantic, which is everything she thought Flora has made a lantern for Everest Hart
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08-17-2023, 06:39 PM
Everest "There should really be more sky lights." The aviator mumbled to Mateo before piloting the botanist's boat a safe distance away from where the festival was being set up. "I'm surprised no one has made any before." He adds thoughtfully, before wondering if that was the sort of task he should take on. Scribbling a note into one of the many notebooks he kept with him at all times, Ever waited for Mateo to gather his lantern before walking alongside his friend. Despite all that the aviator had been through in his young life, familial death had not been a large part of his story thus far. Though his lantern was thoughtfully made and was meant to honour his grandfather, Ever did not carry with him the same weighty nostalgia or grief that others did. Indeed, it was palpable in those gathered in a way which made him feel awkward and out of place, as if there was a certain amount of sadness required in order to be admitted to the festival. Ever has a lantern for October 's dad/his grandfather that he made in [se] never be so kind you forget to be clever even if i had to lose you to know you, i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through Melita Najya the Honeybee
Age: 27 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 4 - Strg: 70 - Dext: 68 - Endr: 70 - Luck: 69 - Int: FANGORN - Mythical - Vampire Gourd SILA - Mythical - Dragon (Fire Breath)
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