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The First Stone Tablet

The stone giant began to pile together the pieces of ancient stone. From ruins of long ago. And it would finally construct a sort of temple ruin. Back and forth upon the clearing of the Moei Asing, Ornith’s field. Near the Kuvari and the Kuvessi stone healing pond. Back and forth it would lumber and rumble its warnings.  That the stones were broken and must be repaired. That they sorrowed and lament over the Great Tree because it has been harmed. Such talk about darkness falling and the stones require repair. The balance… must be repaired.  

Rauth K’ylan, the stone giant, was slow and hard at work under water. It continued to hum and spark. It was a brilliant light that shot up and out of the water, cascading into the sky only so far before it would break apart and fall over the water as so many millions of fire flies.  Embers that died and fizzled into the water.  A great billowing bubble shot to the surface and broke hard and a sort of groan escaped it. Otherwise silence until sometime later the large hands of the stone giant broke the surface of the water and grasped at the rocks of the shore line. Then it’s head breached the surface, spilling a great wash of water up over the surface and out into the field. “RRAAAAAOOOORRWRWWRRR” A loud and booming sound of utter frustration and desperation came forth from the stone giant as he climbed back to shore. Falling silent and simply staring at the stone ruins once more. 

Just staring.  And still. So still. He’d start to moan like a very deep rumbling in actual rock. They milled about him, Wanton Aime, a rather large dragon and Keth of the Moei Asing. And once the satyr spoke of crashing planes – a curious reference to the void rifts let loose upon the realm by the Ebon Reach – he’d let loose another terrible warbling bellow. “CURSE THE DARKNESS CURSE AND THE BROKEN MUST BE FIXED”.  He lumbered forward again and stood right among the ruins.  He’d touch his hand to them and at the same time tiny splinters would appear upon his stone skin and upon the rock he touched. 

The stone giant continues his digging… or… forming… not really clear what he was doing with the rocks and his own rocky skin. But something was being fashioned.  A stone tablet of sorts.  And then he’d begin to write upon it. Or… the impressions would appear as though the etched stone sunk into the solid rock, not chiseled into it. As though the very stone were living.  For a time, he would groan and ‘write’ and soon fashioned something upon the stone tablet. He heard them talking. All the talking.  Yet, these creatures… were in their own way … useful to the stone’s own purpose. “REDEMPTION!” He bellowed in some sort of sorrowful rock accent, right as Keth spoke of what had happened to Tilikambo. Clearly the stone giant was not happy about that.  Solitary creatures, these stone giants, but they had a mission. And this one ached to fulfill it.  He backed away a step and stared at the stone tablet… as though perhaps proof reading it for spelling error… and then he would simply turn and lumber away… not stopping at all for anyone or anything. 

And so the mystery of the stone giants presence and their strange language continues. Why are they here and what do they want? 

-Su’mei’an of the Moei Asing and witness to these events

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The Athenaeum is activated.

After the crystals were destroyed by the machinations of the evil lich, Ganis, the door to the Temple of the Ebon Reach was locked. Several of the Reach had been trying to find a way to open the great stone door.  A rather infamous lot, no doubt. Struggled against the door with magic and physical force for some time that night until finally… the door rolled open. But not perhaps by their efforts alone… Entering the strange temple arrangement, they found nothing.  Except silence and … the feeling of something ancient and ageless. When the stone giant revealed itself to them, they tried with some good effort to speak to and question the ancient and cursed creature. It refused to reveal its secrets to them. In fact, it did little else than wave its arms of stone about. Certainly the Reachers considered themselves out of luck… until the stone giant activated the Athenaeum.  

What is the Athenaeum? I have no clue. Perhaps an ancient library of some sort? All I can tell you is what I saw that night.  Perhaps these clues will aid you, the intrepid reader, to figure out the mystery. 

The stone giant issued a low growling groan. It didn’t sound angry, just, awakening. Its sight did not appear to focus on anyone in the room, even though there was plenty of conversation going on as to what the stone giant must be doing and why. In fact, no regard was given at all to those who apparently were invading its space, as clearly, the giant of stone was familiar with its surroundings. Its movement, creaking and rasping in sound, sent impact tremors felt by all in the temple and beyond into the wider Ebon Reach.   The lighted motes in the room coalesced around his hulk and spun as if in response to his presence.  He turned in a slow circle, thick stone fingers began to make delicate traceries in the air.

The Reachers seemed to confirm… that this giant of stone acted in such a manner that knowledge would be revealed to them. 

The stone giant continued the traceries. Large arms waving as the air in the room began to thicken.  A rising sense of power strong enough to make skin prickle bounced about the room.  The stone giant groaned again, louder this time and with purpose.  The sound much like the rumbling sound of a distant rock slide rising in volume.  The walls and ground now visibly vibrated with the sound.  Light motes and dust begin to swirl down from the heights and through the air to settle on those gathered.  The feeling of power in the room was also rising.  Those sensitive to magic felt it in their gut and a tingling along their extremities.  Even those not magical based could feel goosebumps of awareness.  Static electricity clung to the air.  With a loud “ROAAAARRRRR” the creature spread its arms as light traceries begin to blink and glow along the walls and in the air.   

And with these maneuvers, the stone giant activated the Athenaeum and it flickered to life. 

The stone giant appeared to react to words spoken of sin and redemption. Those present could feel the emotions swirling in the very air. The stone giant revealed himself as ‘Kohl’ and quite loudly at that. The lights brightened in the place, perhaps to full strength and the stone giant revealed that indeed the Athenaeum was engaged and that it’s task was done and its service complete. And then the stone giant would simply disappear back into the rock of the temple. Seemingly gone. Leaving behind a mystery that might never be solved. And yet, the Reachers would try to decipher the symbols floating horizontally and vertically in a swirling blue miasma within the temple proper. They’d work far into the night, but be no closer to true understanding in the morning then when they began.

– anonymous, because who wouldn’t fear reprisal from the Reach?  

((ooc by Eiirwen, with thanks and quotation credit to Blanche Fralto, for voicing the stone giant, Kohl IC))

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Stormstead Founder’s Day: Partying like it’s 1367!!

A rousing and wondrous display of pageantry and celebration as the citizens of Stormstead and her allies gathered to recognize the spirit of the village founding. The village was well decorated for the occasion and a gathering took place at the Crafter’s Dock to begin the parade. Wanton Aime led the procession after adorning himself with bright costume and plumage per the village symbol, the hearty and unassuming swallow. Julian Kor’me of the Gnome Depot, Orliene of the Bathhouse and Hope of the Medica, as well as Keth of the Moei Asing joined in the parade procession and followed their intrepid leader.  Wanton coursed his way through the village foot paths and wooden decking, up the hill past the Gnome Depot and the Title Wave, over to the Governor’s hut and around the bend past the Medica to the Salty Swallow.  All along the way stopping to observe the good name of Stormstead and offer insight into the various points of interest.  Also noting how Stormstead remains high and dry amid both conflict and the seasonal weather.

The final stop of the parade route was the fishing dock below the infamous bath house. The denizens gathered together for food, imbibed drinks and games.  There were some grand finale fireworks on display and an appearance and address by Governor Aaron Guile!

Governor Guiles good words:

“Another year has come to pass! And Stormstead is alive and thriving! Unlike myself!” (ghost humor) “Good evening all, good evening! This is-oh, I do believe our second celebration of Founder’s Day, though it was twelve years ago we settled here from Mystara. We built this village from a tent city and into the foundations ripped from the earth and ships we sailed upon. And though we have been set back many a time, always does Stormstead rebuild itself bigger and better.”

And then the Governor offered a toast: “To many more years of Stormstead. Stormstead stands!” Everyone in attendance cheered and the evening concluded peacefully.  May peace continue to rule over all of Stormstead! Stormstead stands!

– Julian Kor’me – Shalan’ti traders guild and Stormstead citizen

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Bath house set ablaze!

Walking fire.  That’s what it looked like.  Following after a red winged woman and a corpse that appeared almost like a living man. Their parade itself something to frighten the weak of heart. As they skulked through the jungle on their way to their victims and their prize.  All the denizens of the village followed the ruckus and the sights and smell of a fire. They Ebon Reach had set fire to the bath house! Or so it appeared.  Upon further inspection… it seems that the walking corpse man is not with them. The red winged woman… it was unclear what her motivations were in the matter. However, what was readily seen were the corpses of the dead and the walking fire… living fire that acted under the command and control of the red winged woman.

Not long after, the one known as Quiet and the supposed new Eternal, now a winged one herself, arrived at the bath house, its roof already up in flames and they disavowed the corpse man’s actions. Quiet proceeded to put out the rest of the flames that had already partially succumbed to the efforts of several denizens, later identified as Vos, Omi and Keth, to squelch the fire with water from a line of buckets to the nearby ponds and back. The Eternal ripped the corpse man to shreds and tossed his limbs all around as though he were merely a wild animal’s play thing. Such violence. And yet, the bath house was saved in partial form, mostly intact at its foundations. The roof fell in upon a rather curious creature, who appeared to be a man but of some considerable strength. However, he escaped. And with him the other Reachers. Perhaps it may be time to have them see some prison for their constant meddling.  Then again, the building and perhaps the nearby trees would have burned entirely and folks injured as well, without their intervention. It’s a difficult thing, being saved by one’s enemies.

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Once the smoke cleared, Billy Holt of the Hand Crafted Jobs and Trades organized several reconstruction efforts. The Stormstead Guard house is out of order, due to a recent escape. Now, there’s a giant hole where the door used to be! Villagers can help by gathering materials and putting the pieces together. Visit Billy in the Stormstead Guard House for more details. There’s coin involved as well! Billy and his brother have also organized the bath house reconstruction.  Setting up supplies for folks to use to aid in rebuilding the roof. Be sure to see Sam Holt at the bath house for more information. He’s offering coin as well for work completed.

– a witness to the chaos, or maybe someone trying to make sure the correct accounting of things is told!

 

 

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The Ebon Reach Market: A complete success!

The event began quite beneficially with all parties resorting to trade or fellowship and there was little conflict at all.  Tano of the Shalan’ti traders’ guild, Julian Kor’me and Lady Drusa, also of Shalan’ti, led the efforts of the denizens to trade the copious and eclectic goods that Eyr has to offer, but also some finery from Shalan’ti as well.  Akane Kurisuti provided entertainment with her beautiful dancing, as well as the instrumentals of her ever-present rabble of musicians. Juni of the Moei Asing and Hope of Stormstead were content in aiding a mysterious black wolf who had been injured. Once joined by others, the trader’s fair truly seemed as it was advertised, a peaceful endeavor hosted by the Ebon Reach in order to draw in trade to their well decorated and plentiful Market.  

Quite suddenly however, things took a turn for the worse. As lightning flashed and struck through the cavernous Reach.  Its source was not readily apparent though by the words of the one known as Quiet, it seemed the dastardly lich, Ganis was somehow at fault.  Strangely, he has not been seen since. And so the lightning continued to flash and upset the denizens who attended the market event. Many suffered severe burns and other wounds. And as they were being evacuated or leaving of their own volition, it became clear that the great blue crystals before the waters of the Kuvari inlet, bridged between the volcano and the market itself, were in effect amplifying the dangerous conditions.  They were summarily destroyed, shattered.  

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Overall a truly remarkable event. Not only for its potential to bring in a variety of trade goods from about the realm, but also as a way to show the benign treatments shown forth by Quiet of the Ebon Reach. She did say, that no one would be tortured or kidnapped that day… fingers crossed. However, she can never speak for the Eternal or the now deceased lich and apparent master of the terrible nuisance Alexander. So it is very good to know, he is dead. Very dead.

-a studious and learned scholar of the Ebon Reach

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The Governor’s Address

To the citizens of Stormstead, our allies and all our unaffiliated visitors,

Last night the dreaded nuisance and criminal, Alexander Molvolio was taken into custody by four denizens of Eyr, Orliene of the village and proprietress of our fine bath house ((please, you get very sweaty in the jungle… she has soap!)), formerly of the ebon reach; Scarlet, of the village and book shop employee ((seriously folks, see her for those book boons!)) and the Moei Asing; Arelea, of the village and the Moei Asing and Sage Advice employee ((you know you want tea! I hear the neem is fabulous)); and a stranger, Shallinn of… well, nowhere and no affiliation, though she has been seen in the village.

These good and responsible citizens took it upon themselves to track down the felon who had failed to comply with my just ruling. The wanted posters were up all over the village and these ladies managed to bring him down in one night by their combined efforts. And he’s a wolf.  So I have to admit, I’m rather impressed.  

I honestly thought it would have been done sooner.  The offered bounty was several silver coins and the ruffian … had been spotted … *in* the village.  He was located in the tavern several times since the bounty went up for him to be taken alive and turned into the custody of the Stormstead guardhouse cage! Quite frankly, I’m abysmally disappointed.  I mean I would have done it myself… but I’m incorporeal. This man.  A puppet of the Ebon Reach… was allowed to mosey into our village, threaten our women and steal from the good satyr’s stores. And no one stopped him!

I am calling for renewed vigilance in the village and volunteers to guard the perimeter!

Don’t think I don’t see you men and magic casters out there.  Milling about, drunk and chasing the ladies and the men. Sitting behind the bar, haggard and unwilling to commit to a cause.  What are you doing other than drinking and eating the village out of its stores? Are you bringing in enough to replace what you consume?  

From now on, our citizens must unite and renew the stores together, as a community. And if you are able bodied and wish to partake of what the village has to offer, at the least, take up arms and fight for it if you see criminal elements parading about the village! Fight for this good place you hope to call home.  

In the meantime, many thanks once more to the women of the land.  For their staunch character and fighting spirit.  May their magic and their sword wielding arms and their brilliant minds continue to serve us all well.

-Governor Guile

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The Fiery Beast & the Water Serpent

Once the void rifts fell, not all was silent and peaceful as before. The great beast Sindali rose once more from his grave, in spirit at least, though as before, physical effect could be felt and for some distance around the scene of the battle. The giant and vicious cat created flames upon himself and threatened to light fire to the jungle as well! Why have the spirits been so disturbed? Is it provoked by the Ebon Reach and their activities? Or are the spirits of the land and the great Mother goddess angry at us for our part in all of this? What does she wish to teach us with this attack? That not all elements within her land remain tidy and controlled under her purview? Does she wish for us to simply suffer for our transgressions? Or is there something more hideous going on here?   For a taint and a corruption surely remains upon our sacred land. Or… has the sacredness fled and we are truly left alone on neutral ground?  I believe it is time we should pray to the mother goddess to send us the guidance of a new Myan or Myar. I know very little of the tiny mystfolk left in charge. Perhaps she may rise to rank of Myan. I do know she is well liked, she would bring us the peace we seek.

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At nearly the same time, the waters darkened and we were beset by the spirit of a creature dispatched from this realm at the establishment of the Kuvesi healing stone and the pond in which it now rests. The great serpent who held one of the stone fragments in its cavernous belly, cut open and dispatched from the realm of the living.  It returned to haunt the waters and again in form physical enough to cause harm and be dealt damage, that it might be defeated.  It had crept up to the shore and turned the waters red with its anger and vengeance. It was dispatched by healthy doses of holy magic! An eyewitness account proclaimed the following:

It takes one final blow of holy magic, cast by Caspian, the merman, to break the ghostly Leviathan! Piece by piece, it breaks apart, with glowing orbs flying through the air! The spectral beast roars in a high pitch, sending waves to crash and the trees to bend! It EXPLODES in a splash of ghostly water and then is no more!

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And so too, the great beast of the water was defeated once more and the denizens of the land and sea remain safe. Or so it seems. With the Reach crushed of its leader and the victories upon the land and sea in the defeat of spirits, the people are stronger than ever. Let us hope their bravery does not abandon them. We must undertake ceremony and proper Moei Asing ritual… to encourage the proper balance and also to strengthen ourselves against our own physical and spiritual enemies.  The time for unity and action among the disparate tribes again looms upon us. Who will bring us together? Someone should find that sassy bastet nudist I’ve seen prowling the jungle… between him and the pixie Verdict, I feel Ame’s will can once again reign over the land.

– Tor’el, Sum’ei’an scholar & herbalist

((ooc submitted by eiirwen))

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The final battle of the void rifts?

Really what can be said for this calamity? That the villagers felt the threat so severely that it required a full assault on what by all accounts were three members of the Ebon Reach and their leader or master, the Eternal. A large section of void was set aside by some dark power and the villagers entered the rift and were immediately beset by the savagery of the Reachers. Such unrequited blood lust saw to it that the villagers would respond with force and the battle raged for several hours. Each side took it’s hits with the only healers taking care exclusively to aid the villagers. By all accounts one such healer was neutral and the other a fledgling member of the Moei Asing. Regardless of the severity of hits, the Eternal and his undead accomplice survived the battle until the very end. When a villager, otherwise normally a healer, took the opportunity to deliver a savage blow to these two Reachers and unleashed a powerful flower known as Corpus Lotus. It was only a matter of time then before the Eternal was defeated. The attacks by the villagers did damage but witness accounts state that he fell rather quickly.  Was it the lotus? Or was this his plan all along? Others have stated that one of the Reach spoke to the rifts seeing their time come to pass and the villagers and Moei Asing would be tasked with the clean up so to speak.  Two other members of the Reach battled fiercely as well, one disappearing following the battle and the other, an Alexander Movolio, was taken prisoner.

Once the Eternal’s body disappeared, the Void rift began to disintegrate and those with magical inclination were able to collapse the rift at the site of the battle.  The effect was quite violent and did considerable damage to the land and to the villagers who had so bravely fought. Witness accounts spoke of a faun by the name of Glade, a celestial by the name of Xal, Wanton Aime of the Stormstead tavern and council, and two elves, one of the woods and one formerly of the Ebon Reach. What will become of the Reach now? It’s difficult to tell, but what is quite discernible is the dramatic disappearance of the void rifts and little sign remains of their having been upon the land at all. Some cleanup remains, as well as the threat of continued corruption upon the land itself. Hopefully, the damage is temporary.

So who was the Eternal of the Ebon Reach? Now that he’s gone, destroyed, taken out by the cold metal and indiscriminate magic in the hands of the village and jungle denizens.  His history runs deep in Eyr. A pack alpha of Mystara who came with the original settlers and terrorized folks before he even took a step into undeath. He was well known to those who remained and yet, disappeared for some length of time. He was witnessed roaming the land again only some few months ago and taunted a few familiar denizens but essentially found benign. Of course some could see the signs, that there was more to his coming back than met the eye. How could anyone prepare for his inevitable rise as Eternal of Ebon Reach? Very little is known of the actual ascension, since the secrets run deeply within the darkened halls and tunnels. However, one thing is well known and that is the power of the Void.  It’s already afflicted several of the village and the Moei Asing. What remains to be seen is how exactly the Eternal wields this force. If he does so by his own accord, he may have indeed met his fate. However, if the Void instead uses him as its instrument of torment upon the land and her citizens, it’s only a matter of time before a new vessel is chosen and the terror returns to us. The question remains, will the undead return though his body seemed to be vanquished or will another rise in his place? Let us not underestimate the power of this Void, even a vile monster does not pollute its own home for long. The void rifts may be only the beginning.

-Written by Arelea, by the firsthand witness accounts of the battle.

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The unbridled convergence of malevolence – a void story.

It seems that a plague of unholy darkness is upon us. Beginning in the depths of the stone laden Ebon Reach, finally breaking its bonds and flowing upon the surface freely now. What dark ritual began this malevolence, the wretched creature could not tell me. So heavy laden with fear and weakened by the void energies he had been exposed to. I did my best to comfort him. He called himself, begotten of Yang. I asked him what business such a holy creature had in the dark depths. He told me he was curious. When daylight is upon the surface of the land and filters through the trees upon the high mountains and even the depths of the water see such vestiges of sun, there is an absence of fear and pride takes hold. Believing we are safe from what lurks below. These were his words. As a warrior, he desired to rid himself of pride, as prescribed to him by Myan Ornith, many months ago. So he decided to complete the ritual of cleansing by traveling into the darkest depths of the Reach. To show to himself true fear, to feel it and to know he could meet his match in battle. To hold that as his mantle that he might be overcome by his own self confidence. A healthy dose of humility he called it.

By his own account, three beings stood before the Void. Though he could not name it as such. I knew it by his description, a swirling vortex of darkness and intense energy. I’ve felt it myself before, in a man I cleansed of its dark influence. And in my recent encounter with a voidling. Three beings of cruel appearance stood before the void and summoned them by prayer and sacrifice. He spoke of watching them for only a few minutes before such fear and dark energy overwhelmed him that he could no longer keep his eyes open. And he could not retreat, because he had sneaked into a heavily protected dominion, locked in by a heavy stone door. So he sat there and listened to their incantations and warped words of worship and as they cast their magic upon the void to call forth doom, as he spoke of it, he screamed and prepared for his demise. Crawling away into the dark tunnels and hiding. However a great explosion and deafening boom  had drowned out his cry of agony. That’s when the story catches up to what others already know. The gloom cast over the land during the cataclysmic explosion of void energy, opened the void rifts that now hold us captive in trepidation upon this land.

The enormous rifts of untold power and influence soar skyward, a disc of enormous density spins and sheds its dark energy as thick tendrils of blackness. The area consumed by darkness as the effect spreads outward. People have reported physical corruption, delusions and fear while in close proximity to the rifts. Other effects are less tangible, but one thing seems clear, the void has torn a rift in our material plane and the energies being released upon Eyr are dark and dangerous to living creatures. We know that holy magic can slow the progress of the void rifts, even weaken them considerably. Thwarting the influence of their void energy upon the land. A final cure has yet to be found. However, a few intrepid souls are formulating a plan to end the Reach’s reign of terror. Of course, I won’t divulge that plan in case prying eyes have decided to engage in good literature. Let’s just say,  the commonly known thing about fear, is that it leads good people to do things they would not normally do. I will leave our dear readers to decide if such things are truly for our collective benefit. Or merely at the whims of a select few. 

– account written by Arelea

(ooc submitted by eiirwen)

Join us for the exciting conclusion to the “unbridled convergence of malevolence” event… the final battle: Sunday July 30th @ 5pm slt.

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A lesson on fae touched foods and the dance of the red fairy

The magic of fae should not be underestimated. They are a strong and powerful race and as such they have made good use of the magic granted to them by the mysts. As anyone can attest, fae enjoy the finer things in life, shiny things and music, the company of others and frivolity over the most handsome delights. Including food. Now once a mystfolk has imbued a food or drink with their own magic, by physical contact, such nourishment when consumed will cause a variety of effects. These can be either for another’s enjoyment or for their detriment. More or less depending on the constitution of the individual.

Trade fairs are a great time to share such fae touched delights!

“I hear mention of eating, drinking and being merry! Come this way then! Lots to eat and drink here.  Great flavors and a sweet after taste. Good food, prepared by the way of the fae!”

The pooka moved to take up a few plates, with jam smothered bread, potato salad and pickled beets, some salad greens and a thin sliced cheese fresh from the jungle garu milk!  She offered a plate to all those in attendance!

The effects of fae high include euphoria, incredible daydreams, lust, giddiness. Paranoia, fear, vivid waking nightmares. As well as, light headedness, temporary weakness to iron or salt, and the inability to lie.

“Yes, that does tend to happen.  To those not used to the myst imbued food and drink, though if you get used to it, does begin to delight more often than not! Very fortifying though, very.”

At this same trade fair not long ago, the Entertainers set up as they usually did, their fair instruments and a dance broke out at the purview of their lead songstress and Shakuhachi artist, Akane Kurisuti.  As these things often are, the dance was heightened and invigorated by good company and a great deal of hearty drink.  

An eyewitness account of the… festivities:

The voluptuous elf shook her head in response to the pooka. “No darling just lots of dancing and drinking that’s all!” The heat must have gotten to them both, skin sticky from the heat and dancing. The elf ground her hips against the red fairy’s, swaying to the sound of the music and the waves.

The human woman seemed to come out of her daze, “No, thanks for helping me up, Akane, the sand is nice and soft, so my butt is fine” She says this while hiccupping, her boozed filled eyes starting to become a little clearer. “Really I’m fine everyone.” She defensively says again. “I tried some squishy fae food earlier and it tasted great!” giving one more hiccup.

The red fairy smiled as the woman seemed to be OK, but once the voluptuous elf grinds her hips against her, she seemed to be very distracted! “Oh, my!” She giggled in a high pitch and danced close to her.

The voluptuous elf grinned as the red fairy returned to the dance with her. She backed up so they we skin to skin as they shook their hips and shimmied their breasts to the dance.

The human woman noticed the Giant elf, having dancers spinning around him. “What lucky guy he is!” She blurts out teasingly. “I don’t usually dance either honestly, but today just seems special” She says with rosy red cheeks, but also gives a wink and points to the empty air, with nothing there. She then sighs as she enjoys watching the others dance around.

So as you can see, trade fairs are a fabulous way to bring disparaging folks together for a good time. Usually with good food, good music and a great deal of fine booze. If you’re looking for any of these finer fares outside of the trade fair, look no further than the fine village establishment, The Salty Swallow,  run by Wanton Aime, fae and purveyor of fine mead and bamboo liquor.

((many thanks to voluptuous elf Orliene, human woman Oka, giant elf Eshindow, pooka Quiet and red fairy, Akane Kurisuti, for bringing mirth and merriment to our trade fair! and for more information on fae/mystfolk/faetouched/myst sickness look here! http://www.mystsofeyr.com/index.php/races/non-native-races/mystfolk))

– a villager

((ooc submitted by eiirwen (Quiet)))

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