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[!] The following letter was scribed by an elder and sent out across Nevaehlen's glade and to friends afar.

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The eery stillness of Winter's presence thaws and the sound of emerging, huffing noses, chirping beaks and rustling branches fill the air. After this long, quiet and detrimental season, sprouts green from flourishing limbs -- signs of new life. While flora buds, fresh running water sings from the once deep-frosted terrain. 

 

As we turn the wheel, with death from Yule comes Ostara’s life, we pray to both Mother and Father for a season of prosperity and regrowth. 

 

The Father Circle invites citizens of Nevaehlen, as well as fellow allies to join us in the Rite of Ostara; to participate, rejoice, and celebrate new beginnings. 

 

 


 

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Art by Charlie Bowater

 

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As the sun rises over the horizon, those of the Circle begin to decorate their homes of varying flowers and their bodies of tiva wreaths. Offerings of flora, herbs and wooden charms may be presented during the ritual.


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After the day's activities of decorating, painted in vibrant, lively colors, the Father Circle Drui, Acolytes and Raitheans meet along with their kin under the sun's highest point in the day. The Spring Raithean will call for those to bless the chosen seed of a tree, one the Archdruid had harvested during the early thaw of the season. 

 

While the sapling is planted by the Spring Raithean, each member of the Circle is invited to plant seeds of any flowers, to orbit around the youthful tree. Throughout Ostara, members are to take care of the flowers planted while the Raithean tends to the sapling. 

 

To carry on a tradition, a memorial for Sister Orison, Matriarch of Siramenor, Chieftess Awaiti of Sirame will be held, and the tree commemorated in her name.


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To wrap up the ritual as the sky falls dark over our heads, the Spring Raithean will lead a rite calling upon Cerridwen to bless the Circle, Grove, and Glade to bring about a new generation. During the rite, the Spring Raithean will place an egg within a sea shell filled with water sourcing from the attunement pool. The liquid is black in nature, having been produced by the Father Tree itself. 

 

The egg is then given to a chosen child, teaching the valuable lesson of new life. Throughout the remainder of the spring season, members of the circle tend to the flora to ensure a prosperous summer solstice while also partaking in their duty of reclamation, aiding in the return to nature to whatever ruin or site feasible. 


 

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Raithean of Spring

 

[OOC: The Rite will take place Saturday, April 23rd at 6:30pm EST. Meet at the Father Grove moot room within Nevaehlen!]

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A joyous laugh echoes within Nevaehlen's walls as the rugged voice of a Highlander makes itself audible. "Gehehe! How exciting! It nears so swiftly, yet I still find myself wishing time flowed faster!" 

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The man glanced over to his fellow highlander with an amused curl of his lips. "Lets not hope for such aye thing lad, we've only got so many years in us. Though aye admit the sound of this festival sounds like aye entertaining one. It shall be enjoyable when its time." 

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