An Unusual Mass - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
16/7/476
Log
The stage is hastily set up, chairs around for people to sit in, and the crowd murmurs. Abductions, Creators, that storm the other day that sunk a few fishing boats, riots in Shanty Town, and the recent price hike of lamp oil. Mirana takes the stage, slowly and carefully, walking a bit funny. "Good afternoon my fellow beings. First, something from the first text." She says and opens it up, waiting for everyone to settle.
Leian wanders into the square, her tail swaying softly behind her, tilting her head at the stage, as she nears. Her ears flicking at the greeting as she looks up at Mirana a moment, and takes a seat near the front, watching curiously
Sveta arrives at the noonday mass with...well, no great expectations other than a breath of fresh air and the same old mass that she's heard for as long as she can remember, countless variations upon the same few topics. Yet today's speaker is a familiar face, and yet one she doesn't remember seeing up there all too often...dusting off one of the seats, the goshawk stifles a yawn and settles in, folding her wings neatly as she focuses her attention on the stage.
Angus had heard that his sister was going to be speaking at Noon mass today. So he was a little curious as to what was going to happen. He pulled his cloak tighter around himself, noticing Sveta out of the corner of his eye. So he decides to take a seat far away from her.
Charmed by the sounds of the noon mass bells, Dio arrives shortly after the others with hands tucked securly within his pockets and enters the mass. While typically quite loud and booming when entering a crowd, the lion still has the respect to not shout and dance in a place of worship. Though, spotting Sveta and Angus, he gives them a little wave, if they notice, and sits not too far away from them.
Mirana clears her throat and starts to speak, "Honor your fellow being, your parents and your creators. And with this respect and honor, work to build your world into something everyone will be proud of." she says and closes the book, "Any comments?" everyone murmurs slightly, but no real comments from the crowd.
Sveta, for her part, doesn't seem to notice Angus - what with him being on the other end of the seating - but does notice Dio and gives the scruffy fellow a dip of her head. Still, it doesn't seem like there's anything out of the ordinary about this mass so far. Same old, same old.
Leian tilts her head softly as she listens in on the speaking, ears twitching a bit as she looks around herself a moment " Well.. This is my first time coming to here for this. I've not been here long. And I do wish to do what I can to make others cheerful and happy. Which is why I brought my music with me when I traveled and found this place."
Angus nods to Dio, and gives Sveta a quick glance as he listens to his sister. So far same old same old, but it's not like he ever really goes to noon mass. This time of day he is usually off doing something for the lightbringers. He yawns, leaning a little forward to rest his elbow on his knee, and his head in his hand.
Much like the wolfess, Dio had never been to this location's mass. Actually, come to think of it, he's never been to a mass at all! Noticing Sveta's and Angus' gestures, he waves back to them once more and soon leans back into his seat with his elbows against the back, crossing his legs and rather curious about the proceedings.
Mirana nods and steps infront of the podium, taking a stool and sitting, rubbing the small of her back a bit, "Well, lets open up to discussion then, first, we have some fishers that need our help, their ships have been sunk in a storm, do we have anyone who can offer a bit to help them?" she asks and a few voluneteer some of thier crown, "Thank you sweeties... every little bit helps," then she adjusts in the stool a bit, "how about with the abductions that have been happening, do we have any word?" she asks, smiling out to everyone, but smiling a bit wider when she notices Angus, Sveta, Dio, and Leian.
Leian looks up at Mirana as she tilts her head to her " I am curious about the.. Spirits of this place I keep hearing about.. Especially one about.. Family. Which I hope to have one of, one day."
Sveta frowns. "Abductions? What abductions? Then again, I haven't really been out that much...no, I haven't heard of any abductions of late. As far as I know, everyone I know is still around." At the sound of Leian's mention of "spirits", though, she thinks back to her own previous encounters with them - they were certainly fascinating in their own right, but best observed from a distance. Sort of like a bone dragon.
Dio notices a few individuals get after some poor fishermen were mentioned and joins the line, dropping in a few crown himself to support those with unfortunate luck. "Abductions?" The lion cocks his head to the side before he turns around and heads back to his seat. "I've 'eard a few rumors lass, but I'm afraid I don't know the details." Finally, he returns back to his original position, scooting by a few people and sitting down once more and thinking about his own encounters with the spirits.
Dio spends 100 Crown to: Donation
Angus shrugs, and offers crown himself to help, and debated on offering the help of his house as well. As for the Abductions, well....he did actually have an idea about them...and he sighs as he speaks up. "There is something strange about the abductions for one...." He mutters, gaining the attention of a few other beings in the crowd as he just ignores them. "....And to be honest...I think I know who the Wolfess might be." He hints, since he hadn't seen Angel in a few days.
Leian spends 2000 Crown for RP reasons.
Angus spends 1000 Crown for RP reasons.
Mirana scratches her chin a bit, "Well, I guess we can find out about the abductions later then," and then Angus speeks up, "Oh... we can talk later my dear brother, and with the city guard, we'll get this figured out, and stopped." the beings calm a bit at these words. Mira's eyes go a bit wide when she sees the first collection plate filled, and two more braught out, "With this they will be able to easily replace their ships, and keep their families safe and well while they wait for them to be built, thank you all sweeties!" She says excitedly, claping and bringing her hands to her upper chest. She ponders a moment as Shaila is mentioned and things for a while, "Well... we could have a guest speaker if you like... I'm sure she wouldn't mind." She says, rubbing on the gold ring in her ear a moment.
Leian stands up and walks over to the donations, dropping a pouch of crowns up in offering for donation, her ears flicking softly about the talk of the abductions and a small frown appearing on her muzzle " Still more on those, I take it? I've not seen or heard much more than what you already told me, of, Miss. But I am still keeping an eye and ear out for anything I can." she tilts her head of mention about the guest speaker, ears flicking on her head " A guest speaker? Who might that be?" she asked curiously
Sveta can't help but be a bit worried. "Well then, my lion of grapevine pulling, you must inform me when we're done here. I..." she's about to say more, but notices Mirana pulling on the golden ring. Several thoughts flash through her mind, mainly centered about whether it would exactly be wise do such a thing in the middle of noonday mass without prior warning, but there's probably little time to voice any objection now.
Angus waves his hand to dismiss the idea. "I. Don't think it will be that easy sister. I've been working with the guards on it, and there is something... Odd about those who were abducted." He frowns as he rubs his chin, trying to remember the details as he continues to ignore the beings that give him odd looks.
Dio smiles at the news that the down on their luck fishermen might be much happier when they receive the generous donations. "'fraid I don't know too much myself, lass," he somewhat yells over at Sveta, but wondering why she stopped so suddenly. However, a quick glance and open ears to Mira soon reveals the answer. "Odd, fox-kit? I'm a bit curious now, lad! Though, perhaps the details aren't for public ears, unless you wish to discuss 'em of course."
Mirana nods and smiles, "Shaila, your child calls for you, there are beings here who would like to talk with you, to meet you." she says with a smile, and this draws more then a few odd looks, both to her and Angus. She waves to Angus as she waits for Shaila's arrival, and eeps slightly, a hand going to her belly. She watches the small group of people gathered, and awaits their responces.
Space peels wetly apart, admitting the brilliant blues and purple furs of the strange thing known as Shiela steps forward, its many tales swaying to and fro. Currently male, it seems. He smiles gently at Mirana, "When you call, I will come," he echoes in pact, "It is good to see you. What drives you to call to me?"
Yep, too late for any objections. A flash of irritation runs through Sveta as she realises Angus is present, but quickly fades, perhaps due to the spirit's presence. Still, to bring one of their number straight into a noonday mass...she can't help but feel there's something imprudent about it. Still, no one seems to be pointing, gawking or screaming, so it all seems to have worked out for the better...
Angus looks to Dio, then to Mirana as she summons Shiela. "Your right...perhaps another time." Nodding to Dio he then turns back to Shiela, and blinks. He had never met the spirit, but he could of sworn that they were a gril from what he had heard from his sister...
Leian's ears twitch and she blinks slightly at the appearance of the newcomer, tilting her head slightly at the sight " Is this.. The guest speaker?" she looks to Mirana curiously " Who is she?" her tail flicking lightly behind her.
"Maybe it'd be best to do this in pri-" Well, no going back now. He'd have to wonder just how other people who haven't had contact with the spirits would react to something popping out of space. "Oh my... Welcome back, Pillow Spirit," he chuckles, standing up to get a better viewing position.
Mirana looks over to Shiela and smiles wide, "Thank you for coming, there are a few who would like to speak to you Great Spirit," and she waves a hand to the small gathering of onlookers, most just watching in awe. "This is Shiela, one of the Great Spirits, and, well, maybe it would be best to let him speak." she says, taking her seat again, "But, that one is the one who requested directly to see you Shiela," she says, pointing out Leian.
Shiela looks around, at the people, and his surroundings, "I know this place," he says, "Where you venerate your sires and dams. It is good that you respect your progenitors," he agrees with a warmth of expression that simply radiates good will, "All parents deserve adoration and respect for the love and support they give for their children. Who wishes to meet me? There are so many. I am not used to speaking to so many at once," he admits, first bit of doubt on its sparkling lips.
Leian stands up and forward from the crowd as she looks up at Shiela, head tilted softly as she looks him over " I do. I heard of spirits in this region who grant blessings to those who seek them. I wish to one day have a family of my own, and feel that your blessing may bring me what I one day hope to have." she says softly. Her ears lowered rather shyly atop her head as she watches him and Mirana.
Sveta is more than content to lean back and observe quietly for now - while Shiela and her brother are powerful entities in their own right, the goshawk had felt no particular inspiration to converse much with them at their previous meeting, and nothing seems to have changed in the meantime. Although she does wish she'd brought along pen and paper to make notes with, since everyone seems to be perfectly fine with a spirit materialising in their midst.
Now that he's out of his seat, Dio shuffles his way past a few knees and joins the onlookers, coming close to the spirit and the others around him. "Pillow spirit! Pillow spirit," he chants, waving his arms about in an attempt to capture the spirit's attention. "Is it possible ya could bless me with another divine and comfortable object? Sorry to be greedy 'n' all, but it gets a bit cold at night sometimes..."
Talk to the spirit or not talk to the spirit, it was an intresting thought. In the end Angus sighs, standing up and walking to the edge of the crowd of onlookers just to watch and see what happens.
Mirana smiles and watches as everyone looks up to Shiela, and more then a few questions are asked in addition to Dio and Leian's, a Cherry Tree stands, "If I might, where do you and your kin come from?" he asks, and a Skunk next, piggy backing on Leian's questions, "Are you that spirit? Please, I've been trying to have children with my life bond for so long, could you help me?" she asks. Mirana stands up again and walks a bit forward, "Please my good beings, sweeties, don't be too crowding." Everyone is calm, but curious.
The spirit looks towards Leian, judging them with the gaze a parent could level on a child as they gaze at the macaroni art they have created, hmmm. "You appear quite ready to be a mother as you are," he points out, "Why do you seek to walk my path?" he asks then, "My path is that of protecting others who take the responsibility of parent, and to oppose the mockery of the final times in those who walk while dead." His ear twitches, and he looks towards Dio. A flash of brilliant happiness, "I am glad you enjoy the cushion, but it was the only I had. I hope you treat it well." So many questions, his smile diminishes a bit, looking perhaps worried or overwhelmed, "Please, one at a time. I would embrace you all, but..." A moment of a fidget, "We are born of focus, in times long past, before any could hope to remember..." He approaches the one asking for help with her sterility, looking her over with a curious appearance a moment.
Dio frowns a little at the news, but recovers rather quickly after a minor shrug. "No need to worry, lad. The pillow was more than enough 'n' has kept my head quite relaxed in the long nights. Just testin' my luck." No longer wanting to crowd the spirit more than he is already, the lion waves and quickly shuffles back to his seat to relax a little.
Sveta crosses over to Dio and nudges the poor lion, taking a seat recently vacated from the small horde of beings now swarming about the spirit. "More's the pity, eh? Come to think of it, where did that cushion go? You certainly aren't carrying it on you at the moment." She sighs and folds her arms. "They certainly seem to be warming to the spirit, aren't they? Although I can't help but wonder...no, never mind. I'll have to put this down to pen and paper when I get back -" she casts a glance across the seats at Angus- "before I go take care of some other business."
Leian sighs softly as her ears twitch a bit " I wish to protect any and all who will be one day a parent, as well as my own offspring more fully. My music soothing the soul of which to help them through any troubled times they may have. To comfort them when they need comforted, and kept together. To keep families whole. As well as to feel more worthy of one day having a mate of my own, to bare young to. I feel your blessing will help me with my own encouragement to find and help other familys, and to find one in which I belong."
