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EVENT ✨ Fall Equinot
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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. 
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: 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. |
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no, she's quite over the antics and is ready for the 'fuck around and find out' to cash out returns in her favor.
...after she gets this mop water out of her skirt. she has a go at it again, shooting sharp glances upward in hopes she'll not be interrupted this time.]
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...Well you may get the...
[Claire sidesteps another falling shingle, and a goose flaps out over the square. A huge, black canine darts after it, but his lunge misses and the ghostly hound flails in midair as he drops from the sky.
Thankfully he is, in fact, a ghost.]
What the hell is with these geese?!
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after flicking a globule of water off to the side:] While your beast is fielding them, come on inside. We're just idle targets.
[whether she agrees or not, Cecelia's going into her office.]
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[It's sensible. Claire follows, looking back over her shoulder as The Dog snaps back into the air to chase a goose. What tomfoolery is this.]
...Other than the fowl, how've you been? I...haven't really kept up with much since Sherry left.
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she hesitates, straightening up and looking over to Claire, frowning.]
...The little girl? She's been delivered back to your homeland?
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[Which, well, this woman and Claire aren't exactly close but they've talked about Sherry and she had seemed to understand how important the girl was. Claire's shoulders rise and fall in a shrug.]
's weird. Woke up one morning and she was just gone.
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With no pomp or circumstance, hm. Seems to be the way of it. No notice, no witnesses.
[it's chilling...but not unfamiliar.
after a beat:] You have my condolences.
[though she still speaks in her clipped, reserved tone.]
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Yeah, that just seems to be how it works. I wish we understood the mechanics of arrival and departures better. Just "The universe willed it" or however the locals seem to see it isn't really a useful explanation.
[And she'd like to know more, because knowing more means that they could maybe learn to control it.]
...And thank you. It's not a great feeling, but at least she's frozen in time and not suffering.
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one of a handful of instances where a full-stop is indeed a relief, yes, but...]
...Incentive to not see much movement on the state of fixing things here, then?
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What? No, of course not!
[She frowns a little, straightening up.]
Last I knew, Sherry was safe on a train with me, leaving the disaster zone. But even if she wasn't, this needs to be fixed, regardless of the consequences back home. She's good at hiding, and she's immune to the virus, so the danger's pretty minimal.
[She trusts in the vaccine. Given Sherry's Golgotha strain of the disease, and the insane things she'd seen other Golgotha-infused people do, it's hard to imagine that there's much of anything that can kill her.]
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[she moves, starting over toward her desk. as something of an afterthought:] Though it is something worthy of note. I wager I'd have better luck herding butterflies than collecting that kind of information from the outworlders at-large. Mm...
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Would you? I can't really imagine that'd be useful, but most people are happy to talk about themselves, or can be tricked into it.
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Gives me more direction for myself.
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[That seems a little obvious.]
Avalon's an island and it'll eventually not be enough for us to just live here.
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[Not those outside her orbit. And she's not exactly a social butterfly.]
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rather than press on that, though, she calls lightly:] Has your creature successfully defeated the deranged waterfowl?
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BLASTED BIRD. [The Dog growls out, before bounding back through the wall.]
...Apparently not.
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she sighs softly.]
Well, you may stay as long as you deem necessary. For your safety. Myself, I have no interest in engaging with such creatures for a few hours.
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[Fucking Geese.]