Aster's Night

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  14th  of  Tov Ag Yermey Of  548  Es.

                 

 

 

The story of the Aster Court has been with the Starry Colborn since she was young. She heard tales of the wonders and whims of the Aster Princess and her court. She wishes to adapt the stories she grew up with and bring together those with a shared interest in the stars to join her in the Kastell ballroom, which has been transformed into Aster's Court for the night. She hopes that those in attendance will join her for a sleepover under the watchful gaze of the stars.

 

 

Dream Catcher Crafting

Attendees will weave their dream catchers using the sacred thread bestowed by Father Alaric. Everyone will craft dream catchers designed to ward against nightmares and bless their rest, providing sanctity and safety in their sleep. 

 

Costume Contest

Attendees who are feeling creative can participate in a costume contest. The event will have a celestial sleepwear theme inspired by the tale of Aster’s Court. The prize will be a Zodiac Prediction from Acelia and 100 Mina.
 

Storytelling

 

As bedtime approaches, attendees will gather to hear Acelia share her favourite tale, "Aster Princess and her Court" The theme of this night.

 

 

 Lady Acelia Irena Colborn

 

 

Spoiler

OOC:
 Friday, 27th September 

4 pm est, Kastell ballroom

 

 

 

 

[annabanana1014 2084]

Juliya of Reinmar held the missive with a beaming smile, "Oh how grand and demure this is, I shall be certain to attend!"

[Lortime 1153]

Father Alaric would smile, as he read the notice in the plaza, sitting in his usual chair. "Eam proud Acelia, you're turning into a fine young women- and apparently a wunderful host." 

[Frostdrop1 1843]

One very proud specter - Marus Fabien Weiss - drifted a stray missive he'd caught in the wind before his face; it was not pinched by his grasp, but merely held aloft by will alone. Lazing himself in a particularly special clearing on one night, as the stars began to shine, his ice-warm, pupiless gaze read over the activities, and the organiser with some effort in the dark.

Upon reaching the bottom of the short missive in earnest, his flawless features turned into a soft smile before the missive rolled itself up in the air and floated down to rest by him. Lofting his gaze to the sky, he settled it distantly upon The Drake. Perhaps it wasn't such a dreary zodiac afterall. And for that night, there he stayed with his imaginations of the contellations and recounting the stories in his head.

[Zora_T 119]

"Midnight blue, royal blue?" Astrid was going through her stash of cloths "Cobalt? Lapis? Or.. Perhaps not blue at all?" she looked at the missive again "I guess if its pajamas, I shouldn't use pearls" she sighed, this was going to take awhile.