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
steve rogers | mcu | human paladin
[One of Steve's favorite things to do (when a world jump doesn't end in horror) is play these games and give away the prizes. It shouldn't be a surprise that a man famous for throwing a weird metal frisbee has good aim. The bottle game may be rigged, but he's doing well. Stick around to watch or to get prizes if you can get past the crowd of kids who caught onto the giveaway taking place here.
His archery skills leave a lot to be desired though. No matter how hard he tries, the soldier is dreadfully off target. Steve, eternally stubborn, keeps at it with regular mumbling. This comment is the easiest to hear:] Clint always makes this look easy.
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[Steve still eats his fair share even if the serum isn't quite working the way it used to. Big guys still get hungry. The ale he drinks more carefully as a result. Thor has given the good stuff from Asgard over the years, but he's never been properly drunk. He doesn't think starting in a new world is the best idea.
Still it's magical food and drink. It wards away any darker thoughts that parties featuring a lot of dancing bring out. When he isn't eating, he looks at the dance floor wistfully. Despite having access to books and Youtube videos, he's still never learned how to dance. He clearly is working up the nerve to try. Merry or not, a guy does get nervous.]
[ooc; Feel free to use parts of the other prompts or pm this journal if none of this works!]
@ paper faces on parade
O Captain, my Captain.
[ Yes, she did just quote Walt Whitman as a 'hi'.
h i l a r i o u s. ]
Please don't tell me you'd rather hang out on the sidelines all evening.
[ Finally, a small smirk crosses her lips at the slight teasing. ]
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[He's heavier than he looks.]
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[Or not. He's worn booty shorts and tights in public. He really has no shame left.]
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Also, yeah, shame is for people who are ... not them. ]
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Natalia Romanova || 616 || Changeling/Rogue
you'll shoot your eye out
Having experience with space travel and Gods and magic, the Russian found the sudden transportation less alarming than she would have, say, fifty years ago. Now? Now it could almost be old hat, save for the startling adjustment, the minor headache and nausea, and the ignorance. Intel was power, and Natalia excelled in adapting.
Having been on an assignment, the redhead didn't quite fit in, however that could easily be redeemed. Cobalt orbs had already spotted a few shoppes, and it was during
reconexploring that attention was drawn to a dispersing crowd. Any emotion expressed previously had been measured and practiced, yet at seeing the old friend, Tasha's face and eyes illuminated as brightly as Steve's prefect, white teeth.Overhearing his complaint, the octogenarian gave a throaty chortle and replied, "Da. Indeed he does," coming to a stop by Steven's side with a impish smile.
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He thinks of Lorna Dane and suddenly that crazy thought becomes less wild. She came from an Earth where Wanda and Pietro were her siblings; where Captain America failed her people. It tracks that where the Scarlet Witch and Captain America may be, why not- "Natasha?" He stops staring long enough to ask, gaze hopeful. He has missed his co-leader and best friend dearly.
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Obvious physical appearances aside, this flavour of Black Widow also retains a subtle Russian accent. And yet, Steve is almost a damn near twin of her Cap. From said embrace, she moves so that they are cheek-to-cheek so Rogers can hear, "I knew it was you before you even dropped Barton's name."
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He laughs at her whispered comment. "What can I say? I'm an easy read." He doesn't bother lowering his voice. Secrets never did suit him.
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barelymoves back. "I have too many questions...is this home for me, now? Where is here? or what, maybe...aannnd where is my outfit?" A beat. "That's just for starters. You may have a turn, as well, Mr Stars and Stripes." Because there's also this slightly something feeling; off? heavy? extra? buzzing around within.While Natalia may not strictly adhere to titles, Steve would get the best friend sorting. He's made it into her extremely small hula hoop and it's a relief knowing that Tasha will have welcome company and genuine comfort as those they love die around them. Tragically, some already have.
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Licking lips, Tash gives a swift nod and returns her grip to his arms. "Alright, then." Digests a beat. "Alright, then let's help me fit in. These events are known to sell appropriate clothing; unless, of course, you're just having far too much fun trying to show Clint up." The wink isn't physically present, but it's evident in her tone.
you'll shoot your eye out
You know carnival games are notorious for being cons, don't you? It would be smarter to even the odds.
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[Apparently he's dealing with a delinquent here.]
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I've never heard of them.
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[Nina's expression closes off instantly—she can't help but think of the drüskelle, rounding up the grisha and executing as many as they could find.]
I've met their type.
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