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Event | Sinbrilee | Bacchanal
Characters: Any and all!
Date: August 24 - 30th
Location: Sinbrilee
Situation: An ancient festival of an ancient city, all are welcome at the Bacchanal!
Warnings/Rating: Please label threads as appropriate.
Death and destruction cannot curtail the single most important festival celebrated by the denizens of Sinbrilee: The Bacchanal! The ghosts in and about the city have begun to gossip about high fashion and festivities, sending any that inquire to the Amphitheatre -- a grand, circular structure nestled in the west side of the city.
This structure bore the fall of Sinbrilee and the wear of time with dignity, having lost handfuls of archways and one long stretch of wall to crumbling decay. Despite this, it is obvious that the amphitheatre once hosted many a display and every more festivities than the mind can grasp. This was their solace and safety; here is where the people of Sinbrilee came to find the mind's escape from all that threatened them and their great turtle.
Ghosts have been busy throughout the week, clearing paths through debris and hanging great cloth banners of soft blues and greens to disguise the more blatant signs of its decline. Many hundreds of them shimmer and slid through the area, providing for tables upon tables of food, offering drink, and overseeing competition of sport and skill (some even denying death's non-corporeal curse to enter).
Here, well... Here is where the party begins!
Food & Drink | Music, Discussions, & Dancing | Wrestling & Competitions
Date: August 24 - 30th
Location: Sinbrilee
Situation: An ancient festival of an ancient city, all are welcome at the Bacchanal!
Warnings/Rating: Please label threads as appropriate.
Death and destruction cannot curtail the single most important festival celebrated by the denizens of Sinbrilee: The Bacchanal! The ghosts in and about the city have begun to gossip about high fashion and festivities, sending any that inquire to the Amphitheatre -- a grand, circular structure nestled in the west side of the city.
This structure bore the fall of Sinbrilee and the wear of time with dignity, having lost handfuls of archways and one long stretch of wall to crumbling decay. Despite this, it is obvious that the amphitheatre once hosted many a display and every more festivities than the mind can grasp. This was their solace and safety; here is where the people of Sinbrilee came to find the mind's escape from all that threatened them and their great turtle.
Ghosts have been busy throughout the week, clearing paths through debris and hanging great cloth banners of soft blues and greens to disguise the more blatant signs of its decline. Many hundreds of them shimmer and slid through the area, providing for tables upon tables of food, offering drink, and overseeing competition of sport and skill (some even denying death's non-corporeal curse to enter).
Here, well... Here is where the party begins!
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[And then she beams with pride.]
Even managed t'climb th'Crone's Tooth and drink from th'Fire Falls.
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[Well well well, this girl's just full of surprises.] I have no idea where that is, but I'm guessing that's one impressive feat.
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[Though she knows her mother is more grateful now. However, she still puffs up with pride at the mention of her climb]
It's th'most amazin' thing. There're these waterfalls, way up on top of these cliffs, and when th'light hits 'em right, they light up! As if they were on fire.
[There had been many climbs up, and learning how to keep her footing, that day still stood out as one of her best memories to date.]
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And you climbed up there? [The dress part, she'll roll with, because whatever works for someone works.] You're one tough as nails kid.
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[Obviously she's joking about the laughing being literal. But still, the sentiment stands. Where there is a challenge, Merida will not let it sit for long. She's always strived to push herself as far as she can.]
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[....Which is actually true given how crazy life could get at the castle.]
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[And thus their bond was forged in fighting and badassery.]
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[Shayera holds out her hand for a shake.] Shayera Hol. And you are?
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Merida of Clan DunBroch!
[There's a short pause before she asks quietly.]
Erm, does everyone shake hands 'round here? That's reserved more for th'knight folk where I'm from.
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I should probably mention I was just teasing about my wings. They're harmless, no spells or anything. There is a guy dressed like a bat around here, but he's harmless unless you get him mad. [y e p]
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[SHE JUST GOT TO THAT PART SHAY. NOTHING ELSE.]
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So, uh, how d'y'end up on Earth, then?
[This has been a day for merida. a big day.]
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He didn' "need that leg"-- it wasn't bloody or traumatizing or the scariest thing she could remember.]
Well, perhaps I can hear that story another time. [She'll skip over the topic though. She'd rather not break loose any unwanted feelings.]
And I guess it isn't that unusual t'meet someone who isn't from Earth. Though, I can hardly imagine it. [A bit of a nervous laugh] Just like I guess I couldn't imagine a life in th'future.
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Brace yourself for plenty of surprises here, Merida. It's like someone's imagination is on full throttle here.