EVENT ★ WINTER WONDERLAND

[futurologists]

HOLIDAY PREPWORK The sun might still be AWOL, but that doesn't mean it's time for a vacation! The goblin community seems even more motivated to get their holiday preparations together, working tirelessly to brighten up the grim atmosphere. To that end, they've enlisted the help of the ALASTAIR recruits that've been bumming around. Characters that signed up will be invited or roped into the goblins' various holiday traditions and events. Though they may refuse or fail these tasks, for every one that isn't accomplished, characters will suffer one effect from the curses list for upsetting the holiday balance. Note that those that didn't sign up can still help with tasks out of the goodness of their hearts, they just won't be assigned anything themselves or suffer any curses. Additionally, though PCs are magically bound to work with some partners, they may team up with others as well. GREETINGS FROM LLOYD ALASTAIR sends their holiday tidings! Some characters will find special deliveries addressed to them by name from the mysterious Lloyd of HR. The packaging might be messy and overtaped, and some of the gifts are less nice than others, but it's the thought that counts. MISTLESNOW The first snowfall of the year arrives, and though this may not bode well when there's no sun to melt it away, for now it's pristine and beautiful. Flurries and gentle snowstorms continue for days, blanketing all of Chantes and the outskirts. With it comes a uniquely magical weed epidemic. Mistletoe grows off every surface it can, stems and shrubs of it creeping off of anything it can cling to, including trees, archways, lanterns and buildings. This parasitic plant is a notorious holiday tradition, but in Chantes it packs an extra punch: when two characters step under it together, they'll find themselves magically rooted in place. Mistletoe's spell can only be broken by a kiss, and while chaste exchanges usually work (kisses to the hand, butterfly or eskimo kisses, etc.), more stubborn weeds do exist. This effect lasts until characters smooch or the weed dies from lack of sustenance, which could be anywhere between several hours to a full day. Mistletoe can be destroyed by a third party in a pinch, but be careful not to get stuck under the plant as well! As an OOC note, feel free to be creative on the range and strength of the mistletoe, but please respect other players' boundaries! If you would like to break the mistletoe with a hearty handshake or have your character be immune, be our guest. HAPPY HOLIDAYS All the hustle and bustle aside, the festivities themselves are peaceful and joyous -- and thanks to the ALASTAIR recruits, not punctuated with death or ominous Chimera motifs this time. A large bonfire continues all night with food and mulled wine aplenty. It's time to kick back, make some snow angels, and relax.

Comments

[dailydouble]

I do not. It's simply that people make assumptions I would rather end before they fully form.

[ Making anyone fall in love wasn't necessary. Humans did that all on their own, without any interference from him. ]

[grunehexe]

Then what do you... do?

[She's a bit tipsy on mulled wine, but. She definitely is keen to know, if he's a god, what he actually... did.

The gods she believed in were different, but. They could definitely be called on for aid... for magic...]

[dailydouble]

[ That's not a question he often gets. Gods have natures, but do seems much more...in terms of work than a way of life. ]

Do? I manage a number of business and help organize those of my siblings who choose to live in the mortal world.

[grunehexe]

Hmmm...

[Half-gods, perhaps, she heard many stories about them living among mortals, but... actual gods? Living, and not just walking amongst them for a short time.]

I've never heard of gods choosing to do that.

[Of course... she didn't discount the possibility that she just. Didn't know.]

[dailydouble]

Some of the younger ones become curious. It's better if they have a degree of supervision, when interacting with the mortal world for the first time.

[ So they don't accidentally destroy it. Godlings were immensely powerful and not always prepared to interact with beings that were much easier to hurt with something as simple as harsh words. ]

[grunehexe]

[So he was... a babysitter for younger gods?]

And you prevent them from exposing themselves?

[dailydouble]

Exposing is perhaps not the right word. The mortal world is very fragile, and godlings are not often prepared to interact with it properly.

[ It wasn't that they kept their identities secret from mortals, but more that there was a great potential to harm things without necessarily intending to. ]

[grunehexe]

I see...

[She didn't, not quite, but she was full of mulled wine and it seemed like a good idea to nod, however curious she still was- and took a moment to stuff her face with a sausage roll.

Thankfully for Ahad, that will keep her occupied (and silent) for a little bit.]