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EVENT ✨ Fall Equinot

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SUMMARY: In the days leading up to the fall equinox, geese intended for eating escape and cause havoc around town, people share techniques to preserve plants for the winter, and Camelot's citizens compete to make the best light shows with traditional wax candles to draw spirits peacefully into Camelot.

With all the harder preparations gathered for the Fall Equinox, throughout the month people will notice that decorations start going up around town. The colors of fall seem to seep throughout Camelot, but more than that, so do more traditional sights and smells. In the days leading up to the equinox, traditional acts such as the sacrifice and consuming of flesh are performed. Well.. normally they would be. The fattened geese that are normally eaten in preparation for the equinox have escaped and are causing havoc around town. Geese are running around causing trouble for everyone-- stealing glasses, opening gates, putting up toilet seats when people try to sit down so they fall in the bowl... all kinds of madness! Even if you weren't intent on eating geese and were going to settle for the vegetarian option (pumpkin and nut soups are frequently served using the gourd itself as a bowl), you have to agree the general public needs to be rescued from these menaces. If you have the stomach for it, you are welcome to keep one of the geese you capture for your own table... but otherwise, please return the birds to the farm where they can be handled accordingly.

Birds are not the only sacrifice made to the autumnal equinox. As the flowers begin to reach the end of their life, there is a strong tradition of gathering flowers and herbs and preserving them for the upcoming winter, either to protect their beauty, scent, edibility, and sometimes magical properties. The simplest form of preservation is, of course, drying and pressing-- a technique you don't need magic for, but some of the locals will happily teach you. A more advanced technique can be learned to enchant glass bell jars to suspend the lifeforce of any living thing within its grasp for up to a year, if no one opens it. It's a technique used to preserve important or rare plants that may otherwise die out during the winter, such as herbs used in your favorite spell.. or dish. The glass bell jar will protect the plant, but each time it is picked up, a single petal or leaf will fall off of the plant. If all the leaves fall off, the plant becomes unrecoverable, and come spring the caster will find themselves cursed with a touch that wilts any plant they come in contact with. So if you choose to use this, be warned that there are consequences for misuse and a wide number of horror stories from people who have tried to use this spell for anything other than plants. Any type of mage can pour their magic into a bell jar to enchant it, and the type of magic will be reflected in a glass design that forms around the rim and handle. (An elemental mage may have glass flames form, or frosted etchings of your favorite animal may appear if you're an animal mage, and so on. Feel free to get creative.) Green mages may find this magic a little useless, since they can just replenish plants with their own magic, but it's still a good technique to know.. just in case!

Perhaps the most beautiful tradition that takes form leading up to the autumnal equinox is the candle pathway. Every street in Camelot will be lit up with thousands of candles for two nights leading up to the autumnal equinox, as a guiding light to help the spirits find their way to Avalon. The way the streets in Camelot are mapped out, the lights will form a path to the square where the fairy coins are being held until their release on September 22nd, the same area where the guardian egg ceremony had been performed. Some people get very creative with their lighting displays, which can sometimes result in beautifully lit streets and magnificent structures of flames. Accidents are quickly quelled by volunteer elemental mages throughout the city to prevent any structural damage. Some people might be compelled to make their own light display the most outstanding on the block, and it becomes a bit of a game to compete with your neighbors to see whose section of the candle pathway is the most extravagant.

SUMMARY: The autumn equinox ritual is interrupted by a huge earthquake caused by a Stone Giant bursting out of the Ash Mountains, bringing the closest Ash Mountain and Lestari to the ground. The purple dragon erupts from the ruins to attack Celliwig. The survivors of the collapse need help desperately. Characters must choose where they go to determine the fate of Avalon.

Calm and mundane preparations are a nice break from the sometimes stressful lives of Camelot's citizens and otherworlders, who often are asked to embark on life-threatening adventures and tasks. It's probably a good thing most of the month has been relatively peaceful, as things need to go a little bit differently this year on the fall equinox itself... but not as differently as they actually do.

In the town square, elaborate celtic-similar symbols are carved out into the ground and filled with mysterious glowing liquids. All of those who gained guardian tattoos and their attendants were asked to attend a ritual to release them on the night of the 22nd, along with anyone else who would like to witness. Everything is ready and as the witching hour approaches, several individuals dressed in flowing robes with their faces painted like skeletons approach. As the leader raises his voice to explain why they've come and what to do to make this night a success, a sudden shock-- Avalon itself shakes with the might of an earthquake... or at least, that's what it seems like for the first few minutes as everyone gathers themselves until they hear mass screaming in the distance. Though it's hard to see what's going on... there are still some very, very obvious problems.

A stone giant rises from the first of the Ash Mountains, crumbling the mountain around it as if the ancient being were holding the very mountain itself up... and it was. Those who visited Lestari will have seen its giant feet within the underground city. The former city. Lestari is now buried beneath the mountain, along with many of the other creatures living on and around the mountain. A huge storm of mixed weather forms above the giant's head, blizzard and lightning raging around it to no avail. As the people of Camelot watch what's only visible at a macro distance, they may not be as quick to notice that all of the fairy coins have begun glowing vibrantly, then suddenly burst out of the jars they've been held in, shattering right through them to fly off en-masse toward the stone giant. They embed themselves in it, fueling the giant with enough power to both begin to walk away from the rubble and for the spirits that have begun gathering in Avalon to head toward it, rather than where they had been intended.

As if that were not enough, after the Stone Giant takes two large steps through the Land of Rot, the gargantuan cloud of dust covering the ruins of the first of the Ash Mountain range rather suddenly lights up with a vibrant, ultra-violet burst of flames that illuminates the smoke. The gargantuan purple dragon that once took up residence in the mountain clambors out of the dust and shoots straight into the sky, enraged and furious, and able to sense where the magic came from that raised the stone giant. The reason it immediately begins flying toward Celliwig with the intent to raze it to the ground is likely not immediately apparent, but it is quite odd that it bypasses the much closer target of Camelot with its rage. As does the Stone Giant, though it does not head toward Celliwig and instead seems to absorb the souls of the dead that were intended to be guided by the fall equinox's rituals as it lumbers through the land. If someone does not stop it, it is headed for the Forest of the Felled.

King Arthur is immediately on the emergency broadcast system to implore people to join one of three groups:

Investigate and stop the Stone Giant

Slay the dragon and save Celliwig

Rescue survivors of Lestari and the Ash Mountain

The success of each of these missions is dependent on character participation. See the poll for details about how certain character types may affect the outcome of the missions.

~~Please refer to Event Poll Notes for information about aftermath of this event and additional event info~~ > Event Outcomes.

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[ Dragonslaying Part 2]

[It's the second dragon Din has fought in his life.

And it's hard to tell, but from the ground he's pretty sure the krayt dragon was bigger. And he really doesn't know a lot about purple dragons but it's a dangerous creature and it has to be stopped. And that's about all he knows.

It's times like these that he misses his ship. The Razor Crest would have been able to catch up to that thing and shoot it from the sky, he's pretty certain.]

We need a way to catch up with it. Once that happens, I can try and get above it and hit it.

[Horses, magic, something that flies. Whatever they got.]

Or some way to slow it down.

[Aftermath - Celliwig]

[Failure hurts. It always hurts.

Din surveys the the ruins of Celliwig with a heavy heart. It's not much to look at. Just a burned out, ruined crater of it's former glory. And he tries not to think of how familiar it feels. Because wasn't he just here? In his own smouldering crater. He curses, trying to shove away the memory of the Razor crest, though his hand is in his pocket, wrapped tightly around a silver ball.

He's not sure why he's here. To dig through ruins, find potential survivors, who's to say. Maybe it's just a chance to be sad.]

[Aftermath - Lestari]

[Lestari brings a different story however.

Din hadn't really spent a lot of time here, so he doesn't have the same connection. And well, a dragon's hoard doesn't sound too unappealing. Assuming it's not just a pile of rotting, half-eaten corpses. He really only has krayt dragons to go off of.

He's managed to find a stash of fine weapons, and is looking through them, particularly a gold spear. It's hardly beskar, but it might look nice. And the gold does remind him of the Armourer.]

So, if we manage to make it home, does anything come with us?

[Because all of this could feed the tribe for...a long time. It's bound to have value to someone.]

Yeah, if you want to then that's cool.

[He shrugged, not particularly caring. He already knew what he was here for and had been busily digging through the rubble of what was left of the mountain.]

...Mind giving me a hand. Still haven't fully healed yet.

[This was going to be a long day. But at least there would be help.]

Edited 2021-09-23 04:57 (UTC)

[Well, that's not a no, so he's starting a pile. One way or another, he'll find a use for it.]

You sure you should be lifting anything, then?

[But he'll still come over to help.]

[It certainly isn't a no, and he wasn't one to stop someone from taking advantage of an opportunity like this.]

Probably not.

[That wouldn't stop him though. There was still a job to do here.]

...You got something to carry what you find?

I'll find something later. I'm sure this hoard has something.

[Or he'll make due.]

What are we lifting?

Have it your way.

[Other people can do what they'd want to. There was other things to focus on at the moment. Namely, digging through the rubble of what was once a mountain for precious shinies.]

That group of large rocks.

[He grabs a pick and points out a... rather sizeable pile of stones.] Not that it matters, I'm sure you'd find something regardless of where you dig right now.

Feels more like you just need to trip over something.

[He considers the rocks, and then his magic. Maybe once they're broken down some more and need to be moved. So he'll grab another pick.]

So, just breaking them down and moving them? Where to?

Unless the dragon comes back for it.

[He's not exactly joking but he seems...awfully calm for all this. It's especially a strange contrast to the few splatters of blood on him. Li Min likes being neat and tidy but it's been a busy couple of days.

He picks up a jewel crusted sword and thinks the thing is really only good for the money he could get for selling it.]

Perhaps, this can fund rebuilding efforts. It would be fitting.

Let's hope that's not the case. I can't say I'm ready for another round.

[And if it is going to come back, he'd prefer to lay a trap for it. Or at least be more prepared.]

It would. I'm sure there's more than enough.

Are you okay?

I don't think any of us are.

[Not so soon after everything.]

I'm fine. Just a little tired. [He had, after all, been using healing magic and fighting almost continuously during all this.] What about you?

I suppose you're right. Just don't push yourself or anything.

[Din shrugs. He's sore from being banged around a bit but it's not the first time.]

Nothing a good night's sleep can't fix.

Don't worry: I'm aware of my own limits.

[And neither Gu Yun nor Walter are likely to allow him to get away with working himself to the bone.

He made a vague sound, thoughtful.]

Despite how badly things turned out...perhaps it could have been worse.

Good. Wouldn't want to have to carry you home or something.

[He says that, but he would.]

There's always a worse. Not sure I'm ready to think about what that would mean.

Ah, my housemates would be upset at me if that happened.

[He says it calmly, but there's also something soft in his eyes for a moment...before it disappears.

Li Min has never allowed himself to not think of these things. Considering the worst case scenarios help you prepare for them, especially when the worst is still entirely possible.]

Perhaps now isn't the time...but it may be good to do in case something similar happens in the future.

After the clean-up perhaps, when there's been a chance to move past it all.

[He doesn't want to be the one to take up that responsibility, but someone should propose something. Or at least have a plan in place.]

And for what it's worth, I wouldn't be too happy either. Carrying you, I mean.

[He smiled. It was a calm expression rather than a truly happy one but it's...something.]

Then I'll do my best not to put you in that position.

[He takes another long look at the treasure in his hands before pulling out a small pouch and putting it inside. It disappears inside despite the fact that it was much smaller than the thing that went inside.

Then he went back to digging through the pile.]

I wonder if gold or jewels are worth more?

Din Djarin | The Mandalorian

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