Winter Solstice Ritual

[sophiaa 778]

The Winter Solstice Ritual

 

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On the darkest day of the year, the mali’ame gather to perform the dance of Amaethon and the Silent beast. A story of despair, loss, and ultimately hope, in the chill of the cold season. We will beat our drums to the rhythm of our great guardian the Prince of Elk as he strikes down the cursed Morean, Lye.

 

To all those with mali’ame blood, and all those devout to the Aspect’s faith, come to be with your people. Celebrate your ancestors and your traditions in this festival of the winter’s solstice.

 

 

 

Our festivals will end with a competition in our people’s most renowned martial art- the bow. This contest will have two facets. You must carve your own bows, which will be judged by their design, and decoration. You will then partake in an archery contest, in which the most accurate shooter will earn prizes both honorific and monetary.

 

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OOC:

 

The festival is @ 4EST, Sunday, August 5th.
We will meet at the front gates of the Dominion.

 

To participate in the archery contest, you need an MC bow with a custom name and description, that you carved in RP.

 

Please show up and have fun!

Myself and iLeoyz will be running this event!

[Arhbi 181]

Thomas Woodlaw yawns

[ElevenJellyBeans 100]

"This will be interesting..." The pale skin mutters.

[Medvekoma 2073]

"Think ye could show off yer sharpshootin' skills?" Koralon asked the head of her Queensguard. @ryno2

[amyselia 2962]

An elf somewhere bats her eyes, nods, and runs off.

[ThumperJack 927]

The Leopard Druid grinned, "Nice."

[Man of Respect 5471]

Someone somewhere smiles feeling pity for all of his opponents on archery, ready to claim the prize.

[Delmodan 855]

"Ah, another festival. It is good to see it going again." The Archdruid would softly speak upon hearing the news.

[ryno2 1285]

In a different time, Daeron Culnamo would not have hesitated to prove his marksman's mettle, but a self-imposed exile from the world had long since dulled his edge. To even hold the arm of a sturdy bow, now, would bring a rush of memories - armies routed, innocents slain, children crushed - all soured by the wisdom of age and hindsight. In younger days, he would have gladly defended the title "Ruin from Afar," but his battles have all been won, and he has nothing left to prove. Though the curse of longevity will keep the ghosts of ancient foes ever near, repentance has given him, in life, a semblance of what he granted so many in death. 

[firegirl7894523 247]

Carsandra checks her work times, then nods. "I can make it, aye."

[osumanduas 1442]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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[osumanduas 1442]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it.