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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he falls quiet for a bit. (also, he makes sure to pinch meddy's beak so his friend doesn't try to give their opinion. he loves meddy, he really does after all that's happened, but they can be a pain the butt sometimes in the moments like these.) ]
I want to talk about- I really do since I trust you and the others with this. It's just- [ he stops again. but, this time, it's to sigh and rub the back of his head like he's trying to hype himself up to continue speaking. ] It's a long story.
And pretty messy too.
Is it alright if it took a while? [ because there's a big chance he'll often be stopping and pausing to catch himself when speaking. ]
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Yeah.
[He nods and speeds up to his normal speaking clip.]
Sure, take as long as you need. And just tell what you can, too. Don't push it.
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this is going to be a difficult one to explain, let alone talk about. but daylight feels like he needs to talk about. he wants to talk about, since he feels like it'll be a long time before he's willing to open up about this again. ]
So... After I came back and resettled with the others, I met someone while out on a mission. She was getting harassed by some creeps and I chased them away. She thanked me and introduced herself as Erinyes. Said she was a scholar who specialised in cultural studies...
[ he then goes on to explain the complicated and convoluted story to the best of his abilities. he often stopped and stuttered, paused and puttered into silence while he tried to gather his wits or his thoughts or his words. it takes a while but the story soon emerges:
erinyes euryale quickly inserted herself into daylight's life after their first encounter. she became a source of knowledge and information for when he and his friends needed an extra hand in their adventures, with erin always eager to help daylight figure out his problems. he ended up seeing erin as a sort of sister figure, looking up to her because of her calm and collected personality and her kind nature. the two ended up bonding when he learned that she had lost her entire family during the legacy war and had been trying to find herself since, having just escaped slavery and other painful events to reinvent herself.
daylight wanted to do what he could to make her feel more welcome, feel like she belonged somewhere with someone. that included him helping her being allowed onto the lornful light, despite his friends' protests. they had become suspicious of erin overtime, and they were the ones who found glaring inconsistencies in her story and claims, but daylight had always come to her defence.
he argued that they should give her a trust, give her more chances to prove herself to them. daylight knew she was a good person despite her moments of dishonesty and he knew she wouldn't do anything to hurt anyone. not after what she had been through.
he was wrong, however.
it turned out that erin is - was? he's not sure what happened to her anymore - part of a group that consists radical extremists determined to wipe out galateions from the galaxy. all in the name of their attempt to secure peace for the universe. in their eyes, there could be no peace if the galateions continued to exist. especially the ones heavily involved in the legacy war that took everything from erin.
erin had been tasked to go after a specific target and she knew that fastest way to get access to the lornful light's command crew - and, thus, her real target: the leader leader of the dreadroids, nemesism, thought to be long dead after his trials. in reality nemesism had been stripped of his identity and memory with the support and approval of daylight's parents, now under custody of a certain group so they can keep track of his whereabouts and conditions. - was to become friends with daylight and integrate herself in his life.
she knew daylight would give her access to the ship, allowing her to hunt down nemesism - now nothing more but an absentminded janitor, his processors riddled with gaps in his memories due to the intense mindwipe and system rewrites - and attempt to finish him off. she almost got away with it too when she cornered the amnesiac galateion.
but daylight had intervened when he just happen to stumble across the attempt. without thinking, he put himself between nemesism and erin's cannon gun, his frame ripped to shreds as a result of the intense blast. the shot had been adjusted so it could destroy a thirty foot tall who had heavy armour plating. daylight's little frame and thinner armour meant he spent the next several weeks in the medical bay, barely holding onto life as the medical team tried to stabilise him.
it was there in the medical bay, as he faded in and out from stasis lock, that he learned what happened and everything else connected to it: erin's capture and her true origins. the truth behind 014-n/nemesism. his parents' awful involvement with what happened to the poor galateion.
and erin's lack of remorse when confronted with the news that he was barely hanging on. "and i would have taken the shot again if given the chance. this means nothing to me." ]
... Then I woke up here. Human and all. It, um, definitely beats being stuck in a medberth all day... [ the joke falls flat and daylight allows it to. he's too busy rubbing his chest now. no doubt feeling the phantom pain of the shot tearing through him and, essentially, shredding him to pieces.
meddy, sensing his distress, hoots sadly. they nuzzle his face, pecking at his hair in an effort to comfort the clearly upset young man. ]
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If there's any truth in her story, Firo's not entirely unsympathetic to Erin. Once it gets to Daylight being injured--almost killed!--though? He can't hide the shock and the anger in his face, and any sympathy all but evaporates.
His fists clench, but of course there's no one to confront here--just Daylight and Meddy, and so in a heartbeat Firo's expression is replaced by concern.]
You're--are you still hurt now? Should you be up and about like this?
[Daylight didn't seem super injured in this body, but how the hell should Firo know? He's not a doctor! He moves forward--one hesitant step and then another quicker one--and will helplessly grab at Daylight's arm, as if that would be able to tell him how his friend is doing. Honestly.]
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the only thing that snaps him out of his state is the indignant hooting of meddy, who is currently flapping their wings like they're trying to gesture firo away from day.
it brings him back just enough to remember what's going on and, oh, right- he should do something to calm everything (including himself) down. so he raises his free arm up, trying to awkwardly calm the angrily hooting medbot-turned-owl. ]
Guys! I'm- It's-! [ he needs a second or two to. like he's trying to make himself believe his next words. or maybe gathering the courage to look meedy and firo in the eye. perhaps a bit of both. ] I'm fine! I'm fine, you guys. I swear, Firo. Meddy.
I- It's why I'm walking and stuff without problem, aren't I? [ he pats his chest for emphasis, recalling how he didn't have much of a chassis before his arrival here. ] I- Meddy did a check and everything, just to be sure.
[ and this is where he tries to be funny, his lips quirking up while he sneaks a glance over his feathered friend. ] Er... Much of a check that they can in their state.
[ that gets a peeved hoot! in reply. ]
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Hey, sorry--
[He frowns as he considers that, based on what Daylight's saying, Meddy couldn't do whatever it is they normally do. So how sure can they be that Daylight's actually all right?]
I just--what happened, I mean, that sounded like a pretty big deal. And now you're just walking around like it's nothing...
[Except that he's not--at least not in the emotional sense. The way he jumped at Firo's touch makes it clear that Daylight's not OK, but it's easier to express concern for physical wellbeing.]