Sing The Songs of Spring With Me! [Valhallan Spring Festival Opening]
Aurielle
Master Intellectual (240)
Master Fighter (255)
Professor
10 Years
Female
212
BrienaSkysong
![The Ooze Participant](/images/awards/events/TheOoze.gif)
![The Ooze - Variation 3](/images/awards/events/Sparkles.gif)
![Critical Fail!](/images/awards/fighting/CriticalFail.png)
![Valentines 2020](/images/awards/events/Valentines20.png)
Aurielle is not alone when Player Characters arrive. There are about ... 75-100 NPC nomad wolves, yurts, tents, pups running around. There are musical instruments in the background, singing voices being warmed up (Mostly Irish Folk type tunes for now. Played by primates/etc. Typical festival/fair atmosphere. Enjoy loves!
Aurielle Adravendi |
It was a beautiful evening, stars just beginning to stir in the sky. Though guests had yet to arrive, the camp around the glowing white woman bustled with the chatter and excitement of the Nomads, and faint threads of song and music floated on the breeze, instruments, and voices tuning up, warming up, the dull, driving thrum of deep-voiced drums. Occasionally a thread of true song filtered through, pups joining in with a favorite song.
A great bonfire was set up, ready for the torch to be cast, the wood doused with rendered fat and oil, dusted with powders and minerals the Nomads assured her would create spectacular colors in the flames.
The children had come already, tucked away in one of the yurts, and being groomed and primped. Aurielle herself wore the hair combs Red had given her, tucking the glowing strands of her mane back behind and under her ears. Braids held beads and the occasional iridescent white feather in her long tail hair and mane, and she was pristine, bathed and brushed out to her full glory.
As she passed through the spread camp, heading to the platform, she paused now and then to make small talk with the Nomads, catching up with some she’d not seen since last Autumn, others who were new to the Chapters that had attended and loaned their help setting up the festival grounds and activities. A stampede of pups halted her progress briefly, and she had little doubt her own children would be among them, charging through the festival with abandon, safe and watched over by the many eyes of the Nomads, as well as the guests that could be trusted.
The official invitations had been sent out, spread by word of mouth and missive, and soon, the guests would begin arriving. Much of the activities planned would have been explained, from the fights to the races, to the trading fair, and beyond.
Finally, she mounted the platform, her form standing out like a living figure of moonlight as she tipped her head back and sang the opening of the Spring Festival to life, voice fluting high and melodious into the flat grassland, inviting all to come and enjoy themselves, challenge themselves, and make new friendships, reaffirm old ones.
There would be feasting and revelry, quiet moments of relaxation, soaring music and dance. She hoped that it would be a festival the world remembered fondly for years to come.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
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At first glance, Aurielle's coat is pure white.. Her fur has an iridescent quality (like moonstones) where the fur shimmers different colors under various angles of light: in this case, the colors shown by rainbow moonstones. Not one hair on her hide is a solid unnatural color, but, ya know, it's really hard to convey that in still art :P
Aurielle's English is heavily laden with an Irish, Swedish mixed accent.
Her family is allowed to crash all her threads, Private and Open.
As of Autumn Year 14, Aurielle glows with a bright blue-white bio-luminescence in her fur, and bears a marking over her left eye - see profile and reference.
Cairo II
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (295)
Weaponsmaster
9 Years
Male
50
BrienaSkysong
![Halloween 2020 - Witches Hut](/images/awards/events/HalloweenAdventure2.png)
![Valentines 2020](/images/awards/events/Valentines20.png)
He was looking forward to the festival’s opening. Seeing who would come, and enjoying the festivities between shifts at home guarding the pack. As Aurielle’s call sand over the camp, Cairo veered and trotted toward the platform, grinning at the occasional Nomad he passed until he came to sit at the base of the platform, watching the gathering evening shadows, tail sweeping the grass behind him, trademark grin on his features.
He’d worn his dress armor for the occasion, a recent finished project. Dyed black leather, embossed with gold painted knotwork and swirls, and a rich emerald silky material, this time traded from the Nomads for some of Paladin’s best perfumes. It was lighter than his working armor, slightly high-necked and draping at one side in neatly pleated folds. His necklace was out in full view, resting against the leather on his chest. Bracers similar to his usual set, but minus the claws, encased his forelimbs from mid-leg to the wrists, with the matching knotwork and swirls decorating the black-dyed leather.
He was groomed to immaculate detail, and had taken some care not to get too ruffled while he’d been playing with the pups, both Nomad and Aurielle’s. He flicked a grin up at the glowing Spirit, eyes bright. Excitement was only the beginning.
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Eir approached with her cold expression,not real interest could be seen in those cyan eyes.But within that cold mask,her curious nature pushed her forward to the festival she herd of.She wasnt sure what she was going to do there,but for now she was going to check what it would offer. Meeting new wolves wasnt a bad idea,but she was sure she wasnt going to seek actively.She would let others do the first move,she wasnt one to break the ice.It was hard for her, sometimes she justs didnt know what to say. Her social skills were pretty much poor and sometimes she preferred to just keep her thoughts to herself unless of course she was required to speak. And there she arrived to see a lot of stuff she found interesting.Music adorned the air and there in silence she took a seat taking her distance. "Speech" |
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Hela felt a festival could help her forget about her crushing defeat in the raid. She didnt want to speak about it ,she didnt want to remember such a bad day.And thus with her fake innocent gaze made her way to the Dancefloor without thinking on doing special interactions with those she may find,she just didnt have the desire to.And there she approached spotting many individuals, all ones she didnt know and didnt care to. Camly she approached the place and slowly she sat down with a bored expression hopping this wasnt going to be a waste of time. She looked at the long haired woman without muse and the other the same. |
Admittedly, when Cairo had told him about Valhalla's upcoming festival he had been a bit hesitant to come. He hadn't been around a large amount of wolves in a very, very long time - years if he was being honest - and if this was actually as big as Cairo made it out to be then it seemed like the kind of thing he wouldn't necessarily fit in with. He'd put all this effort in to putting some distance between himself and his family so perhaps he could begin to learn who he was without them, but somehow he continued to find himself in the path of Adravendi wolves. Coming here was certainly going to end up putting him in contact with even more of them and somehow that ended up being the thing that convinced him to come. As much as he wanted to be his own man, he still felt his most comfortable around his relatives so this seemed like a chance he couldn't pass up. He had tried to clean himself up the best he could, but when he arrived and saw how everything was done to the nines he suddenly felt like a dirty bull in a china shop. Carefully moving among the tents and seemingly endless sea of wolves, he made his way toward the call that went out in the middle of it all. It wasn't until he spotted Cairo that he began to relax a bit. At least there was one familiar face. When he saw how intricately dressed his cousin was he grinned a little and gave his head a small shake. There wasn't a chance in hell that he was going to be able to keep up with all these fancy things and frills. He made his peace with it all and settled on his haunches somewhere among the crowd to wait for the festivities to begin. |