the night of wonders.QUICK LINKS
Seemingly overnight, the Guild Hall owned and operated by the Silver Blade is decked to the nines Long streamers and banners are draped and a massive banner has been unfurled across the front of the building. It hails the events of the coming two weeks: The Night of WondersMurmurs abound through the city; a thrill of excitement is in the air, and the locals are delighted to finally have cause to celebrate. The theme of The Night of Wonders is one of rebirth. The people of Mirabar are celebrating the continued survival of their home, the success of taming the Giant Rebellions across Faerun, and their resident adventurers! You are all thanked, profusely, for helping reinvigorate Mirabar with your hard work, and the people of Mirabar want to celebrate with you! Booths have sprung up everywhere, full of food, music, laughter, and joy. Take a trip around the city over the next few weeks or so, and see what you find: there is no shortage of things to do in the riverside city of Mirabar. Especially, it seems, because there are a plethora of new people. Not members of the Circle, but others? It seems that Astoria's grip on the Rift has slipped and other Travelers have found their way to Mirabar, just in time for the festival in question. You have no idea how they got here, but hey -- they're here, right? We may as well enjoy the party.  YOU'LL SHOOT YOUR EYE OUT.Like any good festival, there are a ton of street games and vendors to choose from! Try your hand at an archery contest, where a bullseye nets you 1 GP, but playing at all gets you a weird-looking stuffed rabbit. There are also your classic "throw a ball at a bottle" games where they seem awfully rigged. Are those bottles glued down? What a rip-off!
There is also a jousting tournament, which really means sticking a broom between your legs and running at someone with a padded sword. Whoever gets hit first loses! It's mostly meant for children, but the local children will definitely encourage adult Travelers to give it a shot.
Finally, there's no shortage of food to buy -- turkey legs, meat pies, popcorn, sweet cakes, and cotton candy are abound throughout the festival. And of course, plenty of mead. Explore, have fun, and have a blast!  ROW, ROW, ROW YOUR BOAT;
PUNCH, PUNCH, PUNCH YOUR THROATOne of the highlights of the festival is the infamous kayak race -- a hallmark of Mirabar culture and sport. The leather kayaks, handmade by the locals in Mirabar, are beloved and much bragged about, and after a month or so of testing, they are finally ready for the tournament.
Many sign up -- locals, members of the Circle, travelers that have wandered from distant lands . . . but only one team can conquer! So, congratulations to TEAM 1! You have won 100 GP each, a set of three trophies, and and all-you-can-drink voucher at the Dusty Coffer for the duration of the festival! Cheers!
Alternatively, you can also enter in the fighting tournament, set up by a local bunch of rowdy Guild members that just like to punch each other. The fighting tournament is a bit less prestigious than the kayak tournament, but you've still got a bunch of folk who turn up to see who is the best around. Are you a winner, or a loser? Either way, much praise to RUBY ROSE who winds up winning the whole lot! You win 300 GP, and a championship belt that looks like it is made out of gold, but it is definitely not.
Feel free to play out races, match-ups, scuffles, or observation! The winners may be set in stone, but you can feel free to thread out whatever rows or punches to your heart's content.
🡆 Prior to the tournament, you might hear what some of the betting rings have to say...who has their eyes on you? Or is it a friend of yours, by any chance? Looks like word goes around, it could go in any direction.
🡆 The crowd around you is roaring with passion and excitement. They may even get as heated as you do, so try not to let their zealous reactions get the better of you.
🡆 The most you'll get after the tournament is a towel to wipe off your blood, sweat, and potentially tears. If you've been injured, it could be in your best interest to seek medical hel and rest. Or not.
 THE CEREMONY OF LIGHTS.Every night of the festival, the people of Mirabar go down to the river's edge with paper lanterns. You can get them by the boatload, for free, provided to every single person who wishes to have one. On these lanterns are tags which you can write whatever you would like.
Should you ask the locals, they say that they write down their hopes, their dreams, and their wishes. Once they do that, they set out into the boats and push them out into the air, to send them to the gods, and pray for proper fortune. You may take out a boat (which are on the river a plenty) if you wish to do so, and participate in the ceremony to your heart's content. But there is something almost solemn, about the ceremony.
These people, clearly, are hoping for an end to conflict, and a continued prosperity to their city.
What do you wish for?  PAPER FACES ON PARADE.Finally, at the end of the Festival, there is a massive masquerade in the Guild hall. Everyone is wearing a mask, ranging from basic black to brightly colored with a lot of feathers and jewels. It seems everyone has gotten into the spirit of the Festival, and the locals are intent on partying until the sun comes up.
There is a live band, a lot of dancing, laughter, and joy. There is a massive table of food of every type you can think of, a plethora of wine and ale, and endless merrymaking to be had. Feel free to dance, eat, drink, and celebrate for as long as you desire!
But be sure to go outside at around 11:00 PM, to watch the beautiful fireworks display over the river. You can run out to grab a boat, to watch it on the river proper, or you can watch it from outside the Guild hall. It's a lovely, romantic end to your hard work in Faerun . . . enjoy it, and each other.
🡆 In the heat of the dance, it's likely that you'll be passed from one partner to another. Try to make do with the foreign — or perhaps unexpectedly familiar face that will be greeting you. And try not to get caught in the middle of a slow dance...
🡆 Some of the food and drink offered will serve as a bit of a pick-me-up: the people of Faerun have decided to use their magic to ensure that the party is as enjoyable as can be. So for those who are a bit more on the antisocial, troubled or moodier side, perhaps an enchanted dinner will make the night easier on you?
🡆 Take the boat a tad too far out and you run the risk of getting stranded in the river. The current grows stronger the further down along you go, so do be careful. MOD NOTES.🡆 This is a fourth wall event! Please feel free to tag around and have fun in the festival log! We have a list of reference links at the top of the event post for your reference, if you need help. This log is free for everyone to play on, even characters who are currently not in game.
🡆 A separate log for those investigating the fires referenced in the OOC post will be posted. This log is purely for entertainment and fun for the fourth wall! The fire investigation will be limited to those who showed interest.
🡆 If you have any questions, please ask them on the original OOC post here! This includes fourth wall participants!
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[ The ranger-turned-gunsmith may or may not have been watching for a while, by the by. ]
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[Close enough, right?]
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[but back to the task at hand] Warming up with practice shots, are we?
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[The creatures here seem pretty comparable to what he's familiar with.]
Doing my best. I feel like I get the hang of it and then something slips.
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[ No mention of space; people around here think the helpful adventurers are weird enough as it is. ]
Hmm, well, show me how you shoot. Maybe I can help correct a few things, if you like. [Assuming you're not just throwing, so the kids don't feel too overshadowed, that is]
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But sure. I think I've got the hang of it, but...
[And he can get a decent enough stance going thanks to instincts and whatever magic is allowing him to be a Ranger in this world.
He releases an arrow, but it only gets on the outer ring.]
I can't seem to be that accurate. It's though without a scope.
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[pft. why would you want one of those.
Vex takes a step back and to the side, all the better to see North line up and prepare his shot. Brow furrows, then she nods to herself - his hands are steady, but the problem is clear - at least to her eyes. ]
Don't collect another arrow yet, just draw the bowstring and hold position for me.
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[Because he likes modern conveniences. This relying on instinct and stuff is weird.]
Okay...
[Following instructions.]
Like this?
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[ Stepping around him, she looks thoughtful, then moves her hands; turns his elbow out, so his arm is straighter. ]
Raise your eye line up, don't look at the arrow point. You want to look at your goal. With this kind of bow, you want to draw and release fast, there's no point nocking an arrow and holding it. Given your height, you'd probably need a longer bow, honestly, but now. Give it another try.
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I'll have to look into that. This bow is just what I was given when we arrived here.
But here goes.
[He takes the advice, letting himself focus on the target. It could probably be a swifter shot but the arrow flies true. Or true enough, landing in one of the inner rings. Not quite a bullseye though.]
Ha, improvement! Thanks Vex'ahlia.
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Trust your eyes, your hands, your senses.
And hey, look! Hitting one of the inner rings is a lot closer than he managed before, and there's a smirk from Vex as North turns to thank her. ]
There, see? Much better. Now it's just a matter of practice. [it may take him longer to consistently hit the black, though - he doesn't have the difference between starvation and food to act as a motivator to improve as Vex did in her youth.] You're welcome.
How's Mirabar been treating you?
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Well, I have to admit it was a bit of an adjustment, but I'm kind of used to it now. Kind of like it, even.
What about you?
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[ A nicer change of pace, and a festival! How about that. ]
It's not quite home, but it's the closest we've been so far. I think I'll miss it, once we return, if I'm honest.
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I'll probably miss it to.
[Akvos was alright, but it's hard not to think about it without some sting.]