Spring Festival Quest

by **Accolade** on March 17th, 2013, 9:46 pm

Timestamp: 45th of Spring 513 AV

The city was a buzz early on this day as the festival was in full swing. Not a soul, man, woman, or child was asleep inside their homes. There were banners hung throughout the halls and corridors, and people were packed in the streets and out for fun. It was a huge spring celebration for the city and it's protectors. In the Jordon District, Knights of higher ranks assembled, proudly sporting their polished Knightly armor while speaking with the citizens in the area. The Grandmaster is also scheduled to appear but he wouldn't do so until later in the day.

The rest of the unranked Knights and squires were scattered throughout the city. Knightly post were always kept and being guarded, but patrols were set to be shorter on this day, so that the Knights and squires could also head out and enjoy the festival. As a tribute to the Knights and the people, the vendors in the markets were selling their wares at half price. There was also dancing and singing in the area close to the market, and a sectioned off area close to the bronze woods where people were allowed to race horses.

In the Illythian District there was a private celebration going on. These were the rich, the influential people of the city. They decided to hold their own parties and celebrate away from the common people as they always did. Although this may have been the first grand blowout for most of the city, for them, this was but another fun outing with drinks and idle chatter. There were also Knights amongst their crowds, honored war heroes and the like, all enjoying themselves. The art galleries were busy with patrons eying the newest of paintings by the artist of the city as well as dancing in their private ballroom, and a show being put on in the theater.

The celebration was to last all day and well into the night, breaking into the early morning of the next day. The vendors in the market looked to make plenty of coin on this day and had well stocked items for all so that they wouldn't run out so quickly.

OOCOkay all, everyone post once to get a head count of who is all in, then we can move on from there.

by **Fallon** on March 17th, 2013, 11:26 pm

Fallon could not remember the last time she had been to a festival of any sort. Or not clearly at least. So as she slipped through the crowds and the people, she absorbed everything she could. Not that there was much she could grasp onto with the merry making and celebrations. The air was alive with noise, song and anything else that would be found within festive cheer. And so, attempting to look her best, she set herself out ready to indulge in the activities.

Like most of the squires, Fallon was also sent scattered across the city and on occasion lurking behind a patrol as they carved their way through the crowd. But never for too long, for always she was swept up into the merriment once more. Merriment she found hard to resist.

For a time she hovered here and there, her interest grabbed first by the higher ranked knights and their armour. But she did not stop to talk or ask questions, she was quiet content with looking at them from a distance and picking up snippets of conversations here and there. Or off the Grandmaster and his appearance that was due at some time this day. And the rumours of horse racing. Not that she was about to allow herself to participate in such events- she still remembered the last few difficult occasions with the animals.

But in the meanwhile Fallon simply sent herself on her way once more in whatever direction seemed best. Which for the most part was alien to her in the maze of corridors and halls, she just hoped that soon that she would stumble upon a familiar face to celebrate the day with. Along with aid in the prevention of her getting lost. After all, it was a festival, and spending it without merry making with friends. After all, drinking alone was nowhere near as fun as was in a group.

by **Orion Michaels** on March 18th, 2013, 12:11 am

Dinah had given just little time off in wake of the great festival going on in Syliras. People were ecstatic, celebrating with friends, family, and strangers alike. Streets, halls, corridors were all amess with citizens of the city exchanging stories, laughter, and wares. Orion was most concerned with that last bit. A good deal was a good deal, and while he wasn't hurting for coin, half off was impossible to pass up. After a trip into An Elegant Weave and his order was placed, Orion was off to patrol. People would get crazy during events like this, and while poor intentioned folks were well, a mass of people combined with drinking lots of alcohol could end up doing something they hadn't intended to do.

Clad in full armor, sword at his side, and shield on his back, Orion was set to watch over the Dyres District. The Bazaar was busy beyond busy. With everyone out and about, merchants hawking wares, extra eyes were needed to make sure nothing sinister went down. Plus, by offering to take this earlier shift, Orion would be able to be free to listen to the Grandmaster speak, which is really what he wanted to be present for. Even though he wasn't a knight, the full plate commanded respect, so a path was made as the armor scraped along the stone floor.

Piercing eyes danced around the bazaar, but nothing seemed amiss. It was busy, but he'd hoped to come across someone he knew. There really wasn't any time for idle chit chat, but a patrol with nothing going on was tiring, so a little conversation couldn't hurt. After all, this was going to be the most intense, busy, day ever. And it was going to fly by and drag on so slow at the same time.

Anticipation built inside Orion as his thoughts flew all over the place. He was a squire, participating in such a big event. A season ago, he was just a doctor, flirting with every woman in sight. Now he was a working for the knights, flirting with every woman in sight. Well, when he could. "What's going on?" He shook his head, trying to gather his thoughts in. It was no time to be unfocused. He certainly wouldn't want to be responsible for anything going wrong.

Receipt :

by **Shiress** on March 18th, 2013, 3:59 am

Never had Shiress seen this many citizens spill out into the streets then this day. She walked along the street taking in the banners and signs scanning strange and familiar faces a like. Music, roars of laughter, children playing, conversation coming from all sides as she meandered through the growing crowd.

This would be her first public event since arriving in Syliras. She was excited and looked forward to a well needed and wanted distraction.

Two young dancers were beginning their routine just has Shiress passed by. She stepped up behind the group stretching and leaning until she had a good view and settled in to watch the show.

by **Lucy Tides** on March 18th, 2013, 8:22 pm

Lucy was more then excited for the festival then most would be because she hadn't been to one in a whole season. She ran out of the corridor, her black boots hitting the stones with a loud thud. Today was the first day she wouldn't be wearing her cloak or shirt to show off her gnosis which was in the middle of her abs today. So she ran into the first street with nothing but her blue bra and black pants, not feeling embarrassed at all.

People among all ages milled through out the vendors. None of their wares kept her attention long because the music of a nearby talent was beckoning her over. As she approached the guitarist a group of dancers caught her attention. They were dancing a simple two-fro which Lucy knew quite well because it was a common dance among the Svefra. She jumped right in, her feet finding the rhythm and she clapped her hands to the beat. A small smile spread across her face as she spun around and began the other way. Her long black curls twirled around behind her as she did so.

Soon the music stopped and a new song began. Thus began a new dance unfamiliar to Lucy, she simply walked back into the crowd and headed back the way she came, not knowing where else to go. She looked over the bazaars again but still nothing caught her fancy. That's when she noticed the milling people dropping their business for just a moment to let a squire pass through. Lucy looked at him curiously and without realizing it began to follow him. She heard him mutter something under his breathe, something the piqued her interest. She stepped out from the path that the people were making and began to walk along side him.

"And just what is going on?" Lucy asked looking over at the man's eyes. 'Like that of my kin... I wonder... no, no Svefra would bound their life to the land.' She stared into his blue eyes with her own, unsure of what to say next.

by **Perc** on March 18th, 2013, 9:13 pm

Laughter, music and other sounds of merriment were floating through the many mazes and corridors of syliras. And perc was feeling right at home. It had been way to long that he had been present at the spring festival, ever since he had grown up he had been to busy at home helping with the planting to come and enjoy it. So now that he was here perc was intending to enjoy it to the fullest.
Unfortunaly, his knight had implicitly told him, that while he got a free day for today, he wasn't allowed to get drunk, or he would feel the consequences the next day. And perc just knew he wasn't talking about the hangover alone.

The tall farmboy easily made his way through the packed hallways, wearing a regular brown tunic and pants held up with a simple leather belt where his dagger was visibly hanging from. Off duty or not, you never know when a squire had to step in to help keep the peace.

He had been looking around for familiar faces in the crowd for a while, sure you could have fun with total strangers or alone. Enough things going on for that to happen. As he was looking over the heads of the crowd, unfortunally perc wasn't paying enough attention and bumped into a short brownhaired woman that had been watching two young dancers.
"Sorry bout that," Perc gave a sheepish grin to the woman he had bumped into.

by **Orion Michaels** on March 21st, 2013, 3:50 pm

Orion looked over, then down, and then up, pausing in almost shock as it registered with him the appearance of the person speaking to him. Rippled abs, complete with a mark. Tantalizing freckles on sea-weathered white skin. Full pink lips. And those eyes. Pure, deep like the ocean, blue eyes, staring into his own. From slightly above him. The woman was a giant, easily the tallest one he’d ever seen. And by the way, she was only wearing pants and a bra. Surely someone was pulling a prank on him. There was no other answer. “Maybe you can tell me, my shirtless friend?” Orion turned to face her fully, examining her up and down while he crossed his arms. “I haven’t a clue, but usually a girl will at least take me out to dinner before she stares so deep into my eyes. I can’t say I’m not flattered, but it looks like you’re carrying a torch for me.”

He turned away from her, trailing a smirk as he did so. “Let’s keep walking, don’t want to bog down the path here. I’m Squire Orion Michaels. How are you enjoying the festival so far? Lots of great activity in the city today.” It was only appropriate that he keep this professional. Well, while he was on duty. Onward he continued, eyes scanning the crowd for any ne’re-do-wells. At least when they weren’t scanning the blue eyed woman beside him.

by **Lucy Tides** on March 21st, 2013, 7:53 pm

Lucy let a smile burst across her face at the man's first few remarks and the way he paused in the middle of the street. 'Ah! Of course! The land dwellers probably don't have a need to show off their gnosis as we Svefra do! They musn't be used to seeing any kind of skin.' She continued with him through the city and noticed his eyes glancing over the crowd, then her, then the crowd again. 'Another squire? Goodness me, I'm glad I'm no thief or trouble maker.' She stretched her arms up, her muscles flexing by impulse.

"Nice to meet you Orion." Lucy said and began to glance around the crowd herself, unsure what Orion was looking for. "I'm Lucy Tides, the last of my pod. I don't mean to seem so unbecoming but my people like to praise Laviku by showing off their mark." Lucy explained trying to convince the man she wasn't up to anything. "And well today it's on my stomach so there wasn't much choice but to not wear a shirt." Lucy said and then looked up to Orion, getting to dizzy to look around anymore.

"It's nothing like a Svefra festival but it's quite entertaining." Lucy said and wondered what he was doing. "I don't mean to sound rude but just what are you looking for?" Lucy asked and began to follow Orion's eyes over the crowd again. While she waited for his answer, she unconsciously twisted her mother's ring on her left hand.

by **Shiress** on March 22nd, 2013, 8:26 pm

Shiress watched the dancers intently. There form and the way they moved had her captivated paying no mind to the clumsy giant barreling down on her until it was to late.

She was thrown into the shoulder of the man next to her grabbing his shirt to keep from meeting the ground. "Oh, Im sorry." She said before turning her body to the intruder, her green eyes slanted by his lack of attention.

"You need to.." She started, but stopped short as her eyes trailed up a mans chest. Her frown quickly lifted into a broad smile having recognized the face. "Perc!"

by **Perc** on March 22nd, 2013, 11:50 pm

Now that Perc finally got a good look at the woman, the fact she suddenly shouted out his name as if she recognized him was also a good reminder to jog his memory and hope that something worthwhile fell out.

"Shiress? of alt he people to bump into it had to be the waitres of my favorite tarvern.." Perc said with a loud laugh. "Sorry about that by the way, don't spike my drink because of it." he said in a joking tone, even he wasn't socially incompetent enough to believe she would actually do such a thing.
"Anyway nice to see somebody I know. A festival isn't half as fun on your own as it is with other people." He said as he gently helped steady herself.

"So how have you been doing all these days? I haven't seen you a lot except a the rearing stallion, and you where always working."

Quest Spring Festival Quest