WICK-O-WEEN

[latte 2238]

[!] In every city, town, and countryside, Courier Rats would flood the streets in great numbers, a missive, along with a small piece of candy tied to their backs. These rats would attempt to leave the letter and treat at every doorstep, but most of these messengers would end up dead, stomped and killed at the mercy of unknowing civilians.

 

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The family Wick Cordially invites you to

WICK-O-WEEN

 

 

[!] A painting depicting a traditional jack o'lantern 

placed by a Wick’s abode is printed.

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Written and Issued by Georgiana Beda Wick

1998

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WOLTAINE’S LAMENT

 

Amidst the ancient wickbaum and whispered secrets of the Wickwald, there exists a night shrouded in eerie tales and flickering candlelight - a night known as Woltaine’s Lament. This special holiday stirs the hearts of Wicks, children and adults alike with tales of Woltaine “the Malevolent”.

 

As the moon ascends to its fullest, casting a silvery glow upon the twisted branches of the Wickwald, families gather in their homes to carve pumpkins into grimacing visages. Each carved face represents a ward against Woltaine’s spirit, a tradition passed down through generations to ward off the pure malice of Woltaine and his evil forces.

 

In the flickering glow of jack-o'-lanterns, elders recount the chilling legend of Woltaine the Malevolent—a once powerful noble of Wick who betrayed his kin for dark sorcery and untold ambitions. Cursed for his treachery, Woltaine's spirit is said to haunt the depths of the Wickwald, seeking retribution against any who dare trespass upon his restless domain.

 

The night before Wick-or-Treat, daring Wick children, in costume as to shield themselves from Woltaine the malevolent, armed with bravery and lanterns, venture into the mist-laden Wickwald in search of Woltaine’s ghost. They tread cautiously along the ancient paths, whispering tales of the Malevolent deeds and daring each other to brave the deepest shadows where his presence is said to linger.

 

Amidst the haunting calls of nocturnal creatures and the rustling of autumn leaves, the children play a game of courage and cunning, seeking to glimpse the phantom of Woltaine amidst the spectral mists. Some claim to hear his mournful lament echoing through the trees, while others swear they see his shadow flit between the gnarled trunks.

 

Woltaine’s Lament is a night of thrilling adventure and spine-chilling excitement, where the veil between the mundane and the supernatural grows thin. It serves not only as a time of playful terror but also as a reminder of the dangers that lurk in the shadows—and the resilience of the House of Wick in facing them together.

 

• Goran Wick

 

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FESTIVITIES

 

[!] a depiction of adults in costume on woltaine’s lament.

 

All those who dare are invited to the Wickwald to enjoy the foreign festivities. There will be traditional Wick delicacies served, as well as beverages.  

 

festivities for everyone to enjoy include:

 

WICK-O-TREATING:

 

In the spirit of our sacred traditions, children are invited to dress up in costumes, to shield themselves from Woltaine, and venture from door to door in search of Woltaine’s ghost, which will be in the form of candy and trinkets.

 

Adults are also invited and asked to dress up in costume, to also continue the spirit of the holiday. For adults only, there shall be a drinking contest with a special prize for the brave being that outdrinks the rest.

Pumpkin Carving:

 Unleash your creativity and carve a masterpiece!

Costume Contest: 

Showcase your best outfit for a chance to win a Wicktastic prize.

Apple Bobbing: 

Test your skills and see who can snag the most Wick grown apples.

Come and celebrate with us for a Wicktastic night filled with laughter, fun, and cherished traditions!

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SPECIAL  INVITATIONS

 

While everyone on the continent are invited to enjoy the festivities, the family Wick sends special regards to the following:

 

HER ROYAL MAJESTY, Tar-Caraneth of Númendil and all of Royal House Arthalionath

 

HIS LORDSHIP, Lord Paramount Glyndwr Glennmaer of Garenbrig and the Knights of the Pyre

HIS LORDSHIP, Sir Edwyn O’Rourke of Al’Ildic and his noble pedigree

HIS LORDSHIP, Sir Eldacar Marsyr of Cartref Mor and his noble pedigree

HIS GRACE, Exilic-Duke Markus Sarkozic of Adria and the Great Adrian Duma

HIS LORDSHIP, Alteon Gwynadar and his noble pedigree

HIS LORDSHIP, Stefan Euler and the Knights of the Ivory Tower

 

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 WE’RE NOT DONE YET.

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Georgiana

 Grand Wick, The One, Georgiana Beda Wick

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[King_Kunuk 3022]

Felix would seem rather miserable, but the announcement of the famed Wick-o-ween would bring a good hope to his spirit. Yes... perhaps this was what he needed.

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Calaron Wick prepares his finest Wick-or-Treat costume. "Boy golly gee, I can't wait to show all these locals our traditions!"

 

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“The Exilic Duke is Stefan Euler now,” commented the Chancellor of the Adrians and Count of Aldersberg, Mateusz Sarkozic, though mostly to himself. 

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Georgiana secretly wondered what costumes were politically correct, taking a blurred glance at her musin costume..

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ᴀ ʙᴏɴʏ ʜᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏʟᴅꜱ ᴀ ᴛɪɴʏ ꜱᴛɪᴄᴋ, ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪᴍᴘᴀʟᴇꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ᴄᴜʙᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴇᴇꜱᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘɪɴᴇᴀᴘᴘʟᴇ. "ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɢᴇᴛ ᴅʀᴜɴᴋ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ꜰᴇꜱᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ? ɪ'ᴍ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ. ɪꜰ ɪ ᴅᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙʀɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ. ᴏᴋᴀʏ. ɪ ʟɪᴇᴅ. ɪ'ᴍ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛᴇᴅ. ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ɪᴛ, ᴡᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ."

[gavyn 1362]

"Happy Wick-or-Treat!" Says an oddly joyous and happy Siegmund Wick, putting on his best Coltaine costume as he prepares for the festivities.