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[OPEN] revelry and merriment; [ Festival Entrance/Tent ]

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09-25-2014, 10:12 AM (This post was last modified: 09-25-2014, 10:20 AM by Illynx.)
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The night fell slowly, ethereal and splendid as it usually did at this magical altitude. Much to her happiness, the isle was held in a neutral temperature this evening, the sky clear and without a cloud and the winds docile despite the normal chill of Orangemoon, and while a tiny ghost of her breath can be seen as she exhales, it is most suitable to a woman who has lived many years in the snow. She hopes that the guests manage to make it here after being told to arrive in the Basin for the festivities, but its fleeting and last minute; she had learned over her years that many things do not come to be because they were never meant to, and so she will not cry over faces that do not come to honor her God.

He will know who loves him, even if it is only her and a handful of her herd who have made the venture to honor his power, to give regard to the grandeur of her people beneath his rule.

With a last look at her preparations to insure they are even and balanced and a final glance to each stand her members have provided to ensure they are prepped before stepping out into the pale blue glow of her dance circle, trotting with long golden legs to the fore of the region where most of the traffic will be arriving through. Her armor has been left at home in her cave for the evening, the woman having seen little purpose in wearing it to a party, and the darkness ripples silken across her golden spine.

Worries of what she has left behind on the earth after her conversation with Zikar and the God in question have since filtered out in her excitement, though as she assumes a position of welcoming and adorns her usual grace and arrogant stance, a thought trickles in, a dark wonder if all will go as she hopes it will this evening.

Or if death, fear, and darkness will reach them even here.


[ OOC: Thread for arrivals/general chit chatting, as well as eating of food stuffs. :3 ]
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revelry and merriment; [ Festival Entrance/Tent ] - by Illynx - 09-25-2014, 10:12 AM

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