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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acatalepsy_logs2019-05-07 07:08 pm
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[Bright pink flowers and all that. Molly's pleased with himself.] Do you get to mingle with the common folk this often in Tal'Dorei? I bet they have balls like this every evening and they don't let the dregs of society in at all.
[He's fucking with him, and it's obvious. Five minutes with Vex and his snap judgment on Percy had to shift to the left, but Percy's a better dancer and Molly has only grace and bullshit on his side, so it feels better to fluster him and bring them down to the same level.]
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[ molly clearly does seem to match the sort of aesthetic that would dream up something like a pink firbolg. he keeps in time with the music, determined not to let molly throw him off just because he's asking ridiculous things now like "mingling with the common folk" and all that. he lets out a scoff. ]
A party every evening sounds absolutely exhausting, so absolutely not. My sister isn't the type to really just throw parties on a whim either, not when we have so much going on as of late. It's really her final say, after all. And as far as mingling with the common folk, I do it quite often. My work is for the people.
[ something that percy realizes as soon as the words come out of his mouth. the innovations with steam, heating the streets, wanting to strengthen the city's infrastructure, wanting more than anything to make a better life, to make up for the years he's been gone. ]
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Like Beau, he will not give him an inch, assuming he'll take a mile right back and call it a victory over him.]
I never would have guessed. You must love this, then. Not... this, specifically, but what the witch is doing. That's all she's claiming she's about, after all.
[Molly, himself, has mixed feelings, but he's sort of curious what a champion of the people thinks of the diplomatic and otherwise missions Atoria sends them on.]
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Can't say I love being catapulted between a temple and then some giant metal monster of a ship, back to the temple, then back to some... facsimile of what my home is like. So far, I've yet to see what people she's trying to help considering we found only one living person on board the horologium. That and... no one seems to be having much trouble around here.
[ a small beat ] Beyond running some errands for the locals and the fires, but... the latter's been taken care of.
[ did you want a spin? have a spin, buddy. ] So no, I can't say I'm loving this entire situation nor its originator.
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Still not sure about the lady behind it all, but I don't trust anyone with that much power.
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Helping the economy is indeed a very noble cause...
[ but instead he embraces the move with a withering sigh and a faint smirk as he pulls him close, quick steps, dips him downwards in time with the music as a few others are doing. the sweep and dip of the arm is a test of strength (nat 17, baby) and as he pulls molly up again he raises a brow. ]
With the power to practically plane-shift wherever she desires, and even uncontrollably at times to the point where our very powers change? [ don't even get him started on how they can turn against them just as quickly. ] You wonder if she started out like that or things just happened to go awry with her magic recently...
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The ponce has moves. Not unexpected, and Molly is damn fucking delighted by it. The best part of crashing/being invited to fancy parties is being indulged by the graceful attractive persons who can work the dance floor.
And Percy does not get to know Molly thinks he's pretty, because Molly does not want to endure that ridicule. As such he just looks smug like he got Percy to do way more than the bare minimum in choreography on nothing but his charm.
And just to be a dick, he follows the movements of a few of the ladies who snake their knees against the side of their partner's leg, while clinging to their collars. Somewhere, this became a game of chicken.] Well, she's a little.... Ditzy, isn't she? That strikes me as something being off, if I were the type to have theories, and I'm... not generally.
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hm.
molly that's awful molly don't do that molly... molly no... molly. the minute his leg goes around him, percy can't help but cling. it's awkward beat in an elegant choreography, no longer than it takes to blink as molly reels him in for a game of very terrible, no good, awful chicken. his mouth forms a thin line as he mimics the motions from the corner of his eye before turning back to the conversation at hand while his body takes care to keep the fuck up. ]
Not generally, but perhaps you might have something rattling around in there?
[ with a hand he taps squarely in the center of molly's forehead before reeling him up and close. the dance forces them face to face, merely millimeters apart. ]
Her intents seem earnest, but she really does need a bit of help managing.
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And if Molly were more arrogant about his raw sexual magnetism, he'd probably have to request some to put out the fire, but his confidence is being used for evil and he is somewhat self-aware that he's shilling himself for coppers and little else.
He does, mercifully, not go into the full grind as soon as they're close enough that he could do it and it wouldn't look out of place. What he does instead isn't much better, though. Holding his balance with his hand on Percy's ass is not subtle at all.]
Gods, I hope you're not planning to volunteer. I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt that you're not the worst possible cliche you could be.
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or at least, percy thought that maybe molly was starting to behave until the hand steadies itself on his ass and that's just kind of. not really subtle at all. everyone can see it. for half a second he glances over molly's shoulder to try and find vex somewhere in the crowd, anywhere really. not that he can't handle this himself of course. he knows fully well that molly's just trying to get a rise out of him (as he usually does.)
his mouth twists a little. ]
Oh really? And what cliche would that be? Do tell.
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You're rich and fancy, so you've got to be in charge of everything. Or at least something. Y'know, normally I'd charge for that sort of cold read, but gods that one's so easy, I'll give it to you for free.