Festival and Games
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Blijf op de hoogte en volg Michael
18 December 2015 | Filipijnen, Sigil
5 Years have passed since Chopper's muder spree and 4 since the cathedral burned down.
With the Late Unpleasantness still clear in everyone's memory, today new memories would be made.
On the Autumnal Equinox (23-9) the Swallowtail Festival begins as scheduled.
The square before the church quickly becomes crowded as locals and travelers arrive, and several merchant tents featuring food, clothes, local crafts, and souvenirs are there to meet them.
The turnout for the opening speeches is quite respectable, and the four keynote speakers each deliver short but well-received welcomes to the festival.
Mayor Deverin's friendly attitude and excitement prove contagious as she welcomes visitors to town. Sheriff Belor Hemlock brings the crowd down a bit with his dour mood, his reminder to be safe around the evening's bonfire, and his request for a moment of silence to remember those who lost their lives.
The next speaker is scheduled to be local nobleman Lonjiku Kaijitsu, but a sudden illness has prevented him from attending the ceremony.
Sandpoint's own showman Cyrdak Drokkus is more than up to the challenge of bringing the crowd's mood back up with his rousing anecdotes.
Finally, Father Zantus steps up to give a short speech thanking everyone for coming before declaring the Swallowtail Festival underway.
Numerous games and contests take place during the day, including; Goblin Toss, Tug of War, Scale the Cliff, Stomp the Ogre, Orc-Barrel-Run, Nymph's Kiss, Dragon Races, and many more.
At noon, Father Zantus and his acolytes wheel a large covered wagon into the square, and after recounting the short parable of how Desna first fell to earth and was nursed back to life by a blind child whom she transformed into an immortal butterfly as a reward, they pull aside the cover, releasing a thousand children of Desna (a storm of swallowtail butterflies).
Lunch is provided by each of Sandpoint's taverns. All bring their best dishes. It soon becomes apparant that the darling of the lunch is, Ameiko Kaijitsu, whose remarkable curry-spiced salmon and early winterdrop mead easily overshadow the others, such as the Hagfish lobster chowder or the White Deer's peppercorn venison.
Finally, as the sun begins to set, Father Zantus takes the central podium, as he prepares to recite the Prayer of First Dreaming.
A sharp retort, like the crack of distant thunder, slices through the excited crowd as the sun's setting rays paint the western sky.
A stray dog that has crawled under a nearby wagon to sleep starts awake, and the buzz of two dozen conversations quickly hushes as all heads turn toward the podium, where a beaming Father Zantus has taken the stage.
He clears his throat, takes a breath to speak, and suddenly a woman's scream slices through the air..
A few moments later, another scream rises, then another..
Beyond them, a sudden surge of strange new voices rises, high pitched, tittering shrieks that sound not quite human.
The crowd parts and something low to the ground races by, giggling with disturbing glee as the stray dog gives a pained yelp and then collapses with a gurgle, its throat cut open from ear to ear.
As blood pools around its head, the caucous sound of a strange song begins, chanted from shrill, scratchy voices.. ..
With the Late Unpleasantness still clear in everyone's memory, today new memories would be made.
On the Autumnal Equinox (23-9) the Swallowtail Festival begins as scheduled.
The square before the church quickly becomes crowded as locals and travelers arrive, and several merchant tents featuring food, clothes, local crafts, and souvenirs are there to meet them.
The turnout for the opening speeches is quite respectable, and the four keynote speakers each deliver short but well-received welcomes to the festival.
Mayor Deverin's friendly attitude and excitement prove contagious as she welcomes visitors to town. Sheriff Belor Hemlock brings the crowd down a bit with his dour mood, his reminder to be safe around the evening's bonfire, and his request for a moment of silence to remember those who lost their lives.
The next speaker is scheduled to be local nobleman Lonjiku Kaijitsu, but a sudden illness has prevented him from attending the ceremony.
Sandpoint's own showman Cyrdak Drokkus is more than up to the challenge of bringing the crowd's mood back up with his rousing anecdotes.
Finally, Father Zantus steps up to give a short speech thanking everyone for coming before declaring the Swallowtail Festival underway.
Numerous games and contests take place during the day, including; Goblin Toss, Tug of War, Scale the Cliff, Stomp the Ogre, Orc-Barrel-Run, Nymph's Kiss, Dragon Races, and many more.
At noon, Father Zantus and his acolytes wheel a large covered wagon into the square, and after recounting the short parable of how Desna first fell to earth and was nursed back to life by a blind child whom she transformed into an immortal butterfly as a reward, they pull aside the cover, releasing a thousand children of Desna (a storm of swallowtail butterflies).
Lunch is provided by each of Sandpoint's taverns. All bring their best dishes. It soon becomes apparant that the darling of the lunch is, Ameiko Kaijitsu, whose remarkable curry-spiced salmon and early winterdrop mead easily overshadow the others, such as the Hagfish lobster chowder or the White Deer's peppercorn venison.
Finally, as the sun begins to set, Father Zantus takes the central podium, as he prepares to recite the Prayer of First Dreaming.
A sharp retort, like the crack of distant thunder, slices through the excited crowd as the sun's setting rays paint the western sky.
A stray dog that has crawled under a nearby wagon to sleep starts awake, and the buzz of two dozen conversations quickly hushes as all heads turn toward the podium, where a beaming Father Zantus has taken the stage.
He clears his throat, takes a breath to speak, and suddenly a woman's scream slices through the air..
A few moments later, another scream rises, then another..
Beyond them, a sudden surge of strange new voices rises, high pitched, tittering shrieks that sound not quite human.
The crowd parts and something low to the ground races by, giggling with disturbing glee as the stray dog gives a pained yelp and then collapses with a gurgle, its throat cut open from ear to ear.
As blood pools around its head, the caucous sound of a strange song begins, chanted from shrill, scratchy voices.. ..
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