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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gasps
so loud ]
How do you have a gun? Did something make that for you? Can I see it!?
[ it takes him a bit to get off the table and patter-patter his 4-foot 40-pound self in vex's direction leaving all of his things unattended and bringing all of his usually 6-foot 180-pounds of cheer with him into her space unless she objects.
she should object. she should just like ... bat him out of the place, really. vex, please love yourself. ]
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[didn't your mother ever tell you not to invade other people's personal space? Never mind that 1) he knows what a gun is, 2) he's attempting to go for hers?
Heeeeell no.
That gun he's aiming for? Her hand drops over it protectively; the other pistol on her hip is out of his immediate range of view, and she's happy to keep it that way. From behind her, something large and brown furred and armored rises from where he'd been sprawled and gnawing a bone; Trinket the bear draws back lips to show off very sharp rows of bear teeth at Ray.
He doesn't attack. But you can't help but wonder if you'd make quite the bite-sized snack. ]
It's not polite to so familiar with a married woman.
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I just-- there was-- is he yours?
[ his sudden panic dissipates with each word spoken, and he starts to creep close again. but like, what adventurer actually has a healthy sense of self preservation amiright?
before she answers, he stage whispers: ]
Oh my gosh you have an animal companion don't you?!
im dying, he's such a nerd, this poor man
[ Ray appears to run through a bit of a gamut of emotions. She's not quite sure how he goes from terror, or in the very least surprise (with a dose of fear), and somehow swings right round to fascination again.
Better Trinket than her guns, at any rate. ]
Yes. He is. [she squints at him] ..You're new at this, aren't you.
he's the worst i'm so sorry .///.
[ he looks too proud to be admitting he's nearly completely ignorant about all of this, spreading his arms out and grinning. ]
I'm thinking wizard, probably? I got a book and a staff, and I'm way smarter than I am charming.
[ and he's got even more ego than smarts, apparently. vex has herself a brand spankin' new warlock in front of her. ]
But seriously, where'd you get your gun? It looks magnificent!
i love it i love him it's fine
Vex is pretty sure she hasn't had enough to drink for coping with this. But it does rather remind her terribly of Tary... ]
I can tell. [really. there's a sigh] Even in a nice place like this, it's not a good idea just to leave your things around. Any old person could just take them, wizard or no wizard.
[ As for her weapons? A shrug. ]
I've had them a while. [since she got here, actually] My husband is more of an expert in their crafting than I am. He's currently out in town at the moment, however.
you're a saint
he looks bummed at losing the chance to ask a fellow weapons tinkerer some questions, but it's ok. ray can talk to anyone about anything. he comes back over and makes himself comfortable in a chair opposite his new best friend(s). ]
So, what's his name? Your bear, I mean. Or your husband! He's probably got a name too, I bet.
[ it looks like ray thinks he just made a joke. ]
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Shaking her head as she raises her flagon, Vex keeps one eye on Ray as he scrambles about, and the other on any folks who couldn't fail to notice his flailing. It's a good thing all the sparkles and magic spray from earlier puts off any pickpockets - for now: no one wants to mess with an angry mage!
She didn't remember inviting him to her table, though, and she can't help but exchange a look with Trinket, who has slumped a bit now he doesn't have to be on guard as much any more. The SmallOne is a bit weird, isn't he? ]
This is Trinket. He's been with me since he was a cub. [there's a smirk at the second question; funny, but not for the reason Ray thinks it is] Oh, he does. It's quite memorable.
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Oh, wow. That's really sweet-- you two must be super close. [ he sounds a little wistful, even. then he remembers his manners (which are often usurped by his excitability) and holds a hand out over his book to shake. ] I'm Ray, by the way. Thanks for not asking Trinket to chomp off my head or something.
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[she winks as she says that, however, before reaching over to shake the offered hand; here is a woman used to dealing with smaller folk]
Vex'ahlia, of Vox Machina. [And the Circle, but he should know that...maybe? she's beginning to wonder.] So what do you do when you're not a wizard, Ray?