Nirvana could hear the commotion from a long way off.  It was enough to make her curious, draw her in.  With a sharp gaze, she was able to take in absolutely everything... wild, as it was.  There was a coydog hustling around, along with more strange creatures from his band of carnies.  Huh, what a thought.  Hell, maybe they were looking for a plus one-- Nirvana could dream.  The girl watched as prizes were handed over, darts flew through the air, and the pop of balloons.  So much noise.  Still, she couldn't turn and go without at least giving it a shot.  She lifted one of the darts and felt the weight of it.  Interesting.  Fixing her grip carefully, the girl reared back and gave it a hard throw.

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a cool looking mask.

Tiger Mask: a festival mask in the shape of a fierce golden tiger. Looking at it fills you with courage. Can be used to provide a temporary offensive battle accessory for a character who doesn't have one. Breaks after one use.

Staff: note when used

The man hadnt really thought about joining in any of the festivities. Despite himself most of the time he enjoyed the quiet of his pack lands. Yet it didnt suit him, the blue boy needed to get out and about. So he made his way through the booths until a coydog caught his attention. Some sort of balloon dart game, how hard could it be? Well he used to toss rings on branches as a child with his siblings in the valley.

"Ill take a go." He watched as a dart was laid in front of him. His jaws clamped around it, it was easy to throw it this way. Eraithus gaze concentrated on a balloon. Pulled his head back he swung the dart forward hoping that it would hit his intended target for a prize.

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake.

This item provides a mutation pass

Staff: Used on Rivaxsaurus

The loudest game drew her attention first, of course. Makara's head whipped around at the sound of loud, bursting balloons as if her neck was on a swivel. "THAT'S THE ONE!" she announced to no one in particular before making a bee line to wait for her turn. She pranced in place, eagerly watching as different prizes were awarded. Her teeth were nearly chattering with excitement. With each balloon pop, she let out an excited WOO! Some others turned to crane their neck at who was making all of the noise, but she simply grinned. When it was her turn, Mak gripped the dart in her teeth and flung it with abandon. "POP! POP!"

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake in the shape of a heart

This item provides a mystery litter pass

Staff: note when used

Eligos wasn't particularly feeling the festive atmosphere of the carnival, but he went anyway. He was an alpha, even though he was by necessity currently separated from his pack, and he would act accordingly, which meant networking. It didn't mean playing carnival games, like so many around him, but he made it a point to meander through and observe those who were. When his eyes happened to brush over a familiar looking form, he at first thought it was Theory, but his gaze snapped back almost immediately. Poem. He first flushed hot in embarrassment at the rush of pleasure he felt at seeing her again - he really shouldn't care so much about someone he'd only met the once, and a Destruction besides - and then cold when he saw the child tagging along at her heels. A dazed sort of numbness settled over him and he turned away quickly. To hide the movement he made as if he'd only ever stopped to decide which game to play, stepping up to a booth at random. Mechanically he picked up a dart in his teeth and tossed his head to throw it at the wall without aiming, too much in his own head to care if he hit anything or how ridiculous he probably looked throwing a dart.

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake.

This item provides a mutation pass

Staff: note when used

Festivals were definitely not her thing, nor were they Eligos's, but he had decided to come and so she had followed. It wasn't lost on her that Theory was likely here, and judging by the distinctively Abaven scent that lingered around every corner, she knew it must be true. For awhile she sulked through the crowds before deciding to approach one of the games, settling on one that looked... intriguing. Or maybe she was just attracted to the sharp-looking things being tossed and the loud pop that concluded the game. Either way, she was in. She was quiet as she picked her weapon of choice, and even more quiet as she studied a target. Once she had settled on one she moved swiftly, tossing it at the balloon and waiting patiently for what prize might be found inside.

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake in the shape of a heart.

This item provides +/- 4 inches of post acceptance height

Staff: note when used

Tsunami couldn't remember the last time she'd been among so many wolves, quite some time at least. She had partaken of the food, kept an eye on Laith and was mostly just waiting for time to tick over for the Tournaments. Still might as well enjoy herself while she was here right? She'd passed on babysitting duties to another of the Tojo-kai and was now wandering the stalls by herself. The bright stall canopy caught the woman's cranberry gaze and she approached a small smirk tugging at her lips. It seemed simple enough though she was not naive enough to believe it to be that easy. Still she'd give it a go. "Speech"

Art by Krowul

NPC:
The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.
He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake.

This item provides a post acceptance dire height pass
Staff: Note when claimed

It was fate that brought the two young Soleil women to this event, and Etoile was enjoying every last second of it. All of the lights, colors, and smells reminded her of home in a way. It was almost like she was attending a good ol' Soleil wedding, which made the fae feel a little less homesick.

She wasn't completely sure where Noëlie had run off to, but the fae wasn't exactly worried. They were both adults now, after all. Her cousin was capable of making her own decisions and they'd likely meet up at some point or another later on. In the meantime Etoile decided she'd check out some of the booths. One game in particular caught her eye, but only after the canine running it through some strange compliments her way. Not being one to resist a challenge, the Soleil decided she'd give it a try. She picked a dart up and swiftly threw it at one of the balloons, praying to her ancestors that she might successfully land a hit and win something neat.

NPC:
The coydog shakes his head mournfully when your dart fails to pop a balloon. ”Oh my poor darling! Better luck next time!” He quickly turns back to cajoling more carnival-goers to his booth.

Lotus was ducking and weaving through the crowd, looking for his twin. Where had his other self gotten to? He jumped up to pair through the crowd, squinting this way and that. There were just too many wolves left to find him!

He let out a huff, knowing that if his brother's horns had come through already, he would be much easier to find. Just like Lotus was. He shook his crystal antlers, and trotted on again. Not stopping until a funny dog like creature called out to him. Inviting him to play a game. Curious, Lotus stepped forward, and sniffed the dart, before grinning. “Sure, why not” he agreed, and tossed it at a balloon.

"Speech"

NPC:
The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.
He hands you a brightly colored little booklet of papers that look like coupons for pups to give to their parents.

Coupon Pack: for pups and parents, these fun little coupon books are for pups to “buy” things from their parents. The coupons claim they are good for one free lesson, a pet, free hugs, and one free get-out-of-punishment coupon! Contains a pass for one double skill point lesson thread between parent and pup (parent does not need to have the skill to give the lesson) and a 50% discount off any companion pass for a pup under 1 year.

Motif walked through the crowd, feeling like a mother duck looking for her ducklings. She had seen a glimpse of one of the pups under her care every now and then, but they were quick little munchkins. It was hard to keep an eye on them when there were just so many.

But she did her best to be around in case any of them got into any trouble. Weary as she did so, of running into any of her family. She wasn’t quite sure she was ready to face them just yet. She knew she was wasting time, and should have gone home long before now, but…

She shook her head, and then found Lotus’s horns in the crowds and trotted towards him. She tossled his coat and grabbed a dart of her own, and tossed it at a balloon, even as she kept trying to glance around the crowd

"Motif Destruction"

NPC:
The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.
He hands you a coupon for a companion matchmaking service.

Companion’s Sweetheart: allow the matchmaker to find a perfect match for one of your companions! A bonded pair of companions allows you a third companion slot as long as it is the same species as one of your existing companions.
Staff: Transferred to Salt

Riva made her way cautiously through the festival. She knew Deus was here somewhere, but despite his size, she had managed to lose track of the tall boy and his companions. She felt a little more comfortable with her new companion at her side. The cat was tall and steady beside her. Serious gaze surveying the crowd.

She moved until a coy dog called her attention, and she looked to the game. Eyeing the darts and the balloons for a long moment, and then nodded her head. Sure, she could give it a go. She took a dart, and tossed it at a balloon.


"Speech"

NPC:
The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.
He hands you a coupon for a companion matchmaking service.

Companion’s Sweetheart: allow the matchmaker to find a perfect match for one of your companions! A bonded pair of companions allows you a third companion slot as long as it is the same species as one of your existing companions.
Staff: Used for Mercury's silver fox companion

It was loud with the sound of voices and laughter and moving parts. The tall Cavaliere wolf prowled through the crowd. He definitely wasn’t casting his gaze this way and that to get a glimpse of a familiar tiny healer. Nope. He was here… here. Hanging out. Looking around.

Making his way through the crowd, he saw one game in particular gathering a decent few wolves to play and watch. Having caught his eye, the young wolf made his way forward, and heard the coydog calling out. To him, and to others. Inviting them to play. He wiggled a paw at the coydog, and took a dart. He grinned, closed one eye, and tossed.

NPC:

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.
He hands you a big fluffy stuffed bear.

Stuffed animal: This item provides a companion pass
Used for Mercury here

Seraphine was not comfortable with crowds. She immediately realised that coming here was a mistake. All she wanted to do, the moment she arrived, was turn around and leave again. She hung around the outskirts, trying not to bump into anyone. Goosebumps crawling up her skin.

No, she needed out. She needed air. She turned quickly and started to move away, when a coydog called out to her. She saw an open space in front of the game. Promising her some breathing room. She slid into it, and realised it was an event. To buy herself some time, she picked up a dart, and tossed it. Wondering how she could make a quick exit through this crowd.


NPC:
The coydog shakes his head mournfully when your dart fails to pop a balloon. ”Oh my poor darling! Better luck next time!” He quickly turns back to cajoling more carnival-goers to his booth.

Voodoo had been curious since this event started. So many wolves and then the strange creatures working the venues. The girl felt as if she was in another world. And she was completely sober! Regardless there was a booth with balloons and sharp darts. That seemed like fun.

"Here goes nothing." she took in a deep breath. Grabbing a dart that was offered to her. Voodoo aimed at her target the young girl begging for luck. As she threw it forward it felt fast but wondered if a disctintiv pop could be heard.

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a bag with a goldfish inside, swimming lazily side to side.

Goldfish in a bag: this item will give you a boost of speed when you need it (+10% speed stat)

Staff: note when used

She was new here and hardly knew a soul. The crowds surrounding the various coydog booths made her slightly uncomfortable, but she attended anyway. Possibly, she could find the next clue she needed. Among the commotion and festivities, one particular coydog booth stood out to her. Making her way over to the booth, Tenshi's icy blue eyes looked over the coydog with a smile before taking a dart between her toes. Lining herself up before the wall of balloons, she took her aim. Letting the dart go with some power behind it, she waited with bated breath to see if it would hit.

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a bag with a goldfish inside, swimming lazily side to side.

Goldfish in a bag: this item will give you a boost of speed when you need it (+10% speed stat)

Staff: note when used

Though he hadn't been in Boreas long, Maverick already knew he was going to like this place. The lands were beautiful, the prey was plentiful, the faes were pretty on the eyes, and there was even a carnival to peruse from the moment he got here! Gareth had already gone off to explore and check out the colorful booths on his own, and Maverick didn't feel the need to babysit his littermate, so he sauntered around on his own volition. As he passed by one of the booths where wolves were throwing darts and popping balloons, the coydog carnie running the game called out to him in a flirtatious way. Maverick raised a curious brow and approached the counter, looking the game over before deciding to try his paw at it. He picked up one of the darts, tested the weight, then threw it at the board of balloons.

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a bottle of some strange-looking liquid.

Scar Remover: just what it says on the bottle… this potion removes a scar, even if it was caused by a maim fight (no, it does not restore lost extremities)

Staff: note when used

It was far off when Asteria heard the dull roar of a gathering. Commotion, but in a good way. No, it didn't seem like there was danger on the horizon. There was something else, something different. Alright then, with high steps and an elegant jog, the long legged girl carried herself towards the source of it all. A soft glow cast about, and there was certainly something out here. A gathering. Though crowds made her nervous, maybe she could find someone approachable. Maybe she could ask them if she was really in the right place... and if Fiori was nearby. She's drawn to the sounds of a coydog shouting, and drawn in by the lights and the colors of it all. What was this? A game. A game! Fascinated by the novelty of it, Asteria can't help herself. She steps up to the line and softly lifts a dart. Taking a moment to line up her shot, the girl steps back and then forward, letting it fly from her grasp. A game! "Talk" "You" Think

NPC:
The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a bag with a goldfish inside, swimming lazily side to side.

Goldfish in a bag: this item will give you a boost of speed when you need it (+10% speed stat)

Staff: Used in Prezzies for Players 2022 - nyx

Lights. Colors. Sounds. There are so many of them, so incredibly many. They swirl around Rave's head. Too many lights, not enough darks. Er, not enough darkness. Too many bodies. Far too many bodies, too little space. Space? Did she belong in a space like this? No. No she didn't belong in an enclosed space. A cage? No. No cages. Fuck, not this again. Shit, she'd trapped herself. Another day, another cage. The cage... the cage is her? She is the cage? No. Not quite. Could she be? Yes. Would she be? No.

A knife! No. Shit. That's a knife, not a security blanket. Could it be both? Fuck. Maybe that's right. Maybe it is both! Yes. The knife is both. The emotional support rusty knife. Ha. Yes, good. Too good. Very good. Rave is good. Rave can be good.

She does her best to be good. A game. Yes, there was a game. Darts. She should be good at darts. Yes, the darts. Lifting one. Heavy. Not heavy enough. Aren't carnival games rigged anyway? Maybe. Maybe Rave was rigged. The darts. She could throw the darts... the darts at the dog? No. Right, no, not at the dog. At the board. Can't throw the darts at the dog. Throw the dart at the board. Right. Yes, Rave threw the dart at the board. That was... that was right? Probably right. Something about sinking a ship. Battleship? No. Darts. Shit. Okay, sounds right.

NPC:
The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake.

This item provides a post acceptance dire height pass