Music Festival - RPLOG
Participants
Date
12/9/476
Log
Early in the evening after a hard day's work. Saint's Square has been decorated quite gaily, the cobbles swept impeccably clean, bright, coloured lights and streamers hanging from many of the usual street lights. On one corner of the square, a stage has been set up to accommodate a band, complete with seating for a goodly number of beings. On the other, the firstfruits of the autumn harvest - or at least, those to reach Firmament - have been set out for those to enjoy, and a few vendors ply their wares amongst the crowd. The mood of the well-policed crowd isn't exactly overjoyed, but it's a sight better than the damp pallor that's hung over Firmament for the last couple of weeks or so.
Leian wanders into the area, her tail swaying excitedly behind her, flute in hand as she looks about at the patronage who had arrived, and already prepared for listening, talking amongst themselves. She smiles to the children playing games with one another, and then nervously to the stage " Well.. This will certainly be my biggest challenge yet, in my music.." she sighs to herself, ears twitching as she moves slowly closer
Emmett looks quite at home here in the Saint's Square, and in fact, Firmament's newest priest was likely involved in at least some way. The goat never seems terribly bothered by high security, and in fact puts on a rather pleasant demeanor, meandering through the crowd and schmoozing with various people, always with a smile, sometimes with a chuckle. Sometimes the people around him groan.
Festival! Such wonderful things at these events. Music, people, food, food, and lovely food for growing lions to enjoy. Knowing the event was coming, Dio took an early nap through most of the day, which sometimes he does anyways, and eagerly made his way for the square with a high amount of energy and an empty stomach. "Oh hoh! Would ya look at that!" The lion spots the array of food from the harvest and quickly makes his way towards it, nearly hopping the entire journey there.
As Leian makes her way towards the stage, a rather familiar goshawk is there too, sitting with one leg folded against the other, her violin resting against the base of her chair. "Ah, you're finally here, Leian. We ought to be beginning soon - there's a bit of a crowd."
And indeed there is - both on the stage, where a small band of beings has assembled with various accompanying instruments, and off the stage. Dio gets to see the tables - an impressive array of fresh fall fruit, hot porridge and tea, and every lion's favourite, meat, in all its noble forms. As the band prepares to play, though, a herald calls out from above the crowd: "Please make way for the arrival of Lord Angus Solacious, who will be representing his House today and has brought us this wonderful event for all of Firmament! If there are any priests in the crowd, perhaps one of them could step up to give their blessings upon the event?"
Well, there's the introduction, Time to arrive! A familiar looking hat could be seen making its way through the crowd, the fox underneath it smiling as he looks around. "Evening everyone! I hope you're having a good time?" His voice was load enough to be heard over the crowd as he makes his way to the stage, actually looking presentable for once as he mounts the steps and turns to face the crowd. "So, is everyone ready to start?"
Leian nods to Sveta, smiling a bit shyly " I feel so nervous.. But yes, soon we should begin, lest they grow restless. I look forward to all the dancing that may happen, in the cleared space. I trust that there was a good turnout of players? We all mostly.. Well.. Did practice seperately, and I hope that does not cause trouble.. I'd dislike to end up dissapointing.. I already worry as is with such a crowd."
Emmett blinks. "Oh my. Maybe I should..." The goat raises a hand, grinning, and makes his way to the front. "I would be happy to assist." He's a little nervous; clearly he's still new to his role, but what better way to practice? He steps up to the stage, turns toward the crowd, takes a deep breath, and smiles. "On this day of celebration, we give thanks to the Creators and the Saints for all we have been given. To Saint Erick, we are thankful for being given the spark of life that makes us the beings we are. To Saint Benna, we are thankful for paving the way for all of us. To Saint Patricia, we are thankful for joining us with our plantfolk kin and ensuring our survival. To Saint Leon, we are thankful for being given the potential to dance in the air and hole fire in our hands, letting the water be our ally and the earth to yield bounty and shelter. To Saint Hiroshi, we are thankful for being granted a higher purpose and granting us meaning. To Saint Alan, we are thankful for being granted our independence, that we may thrive under the wisdom of the Creators. And to Saint Theodore, we are thankful for being taught to come together as clans and celebrate our differences. And it is these differences, our strengths and weaknesses, that lead some to be priests, some to be guardians, and others to be stewards of the land, bringing us the bountiful harvest that sustains us all. And it is now to our farmers that we give our thanks. Creators bless this harvest and let us thrive so that we may continue to honor you with our actions, our words, and our lives, and those who will come after us." He bows his head and nods, a hand on his heart, and he steps down.
When there's so many choices of what to eat, where do you start? Now some people prefer the multi-course approach, starting light with perhaps a salad and then ramping up into soups and meats later on. However, this lion needed a filling meal... And fast! There's no time for silly lettuce! Dio makes himself a large bowl of porridge to warm his bones and gives it a good testing sip. Mmm, just right. Goldilocks would be pleased. Hearing the arrival of the multi-tailed flying fox, he sets down his bowl and turns around to view his entrance, leaning up against the table and smiling. About to go back to his meal, he pauses once more to listen to the blessing and claps afterwards with his large hands. "Not too bad lad," he says under his breath before turning back to the bounty before him!
Angus claps after Emmett's prayer, nodding to Emmett as he smiles and turns back to the crowd. "A grand prayer Emmett, a grand prayer. Welcome one and all the the Festival, I really hope everyone is having a good time here. Because if not we will just have to try harder, who's ready to hear the band?" He asks, this fox was never truely one for speechs. Shadows and blades where the crowds he was use to, but he shall do what he can with the words he has. Since he was the one to represent the Solacious house today.
Hearing both Angus' arrival being heralded and Emmett give his blessing upon the event - the crowd coming to a quiet standstill as the goat priest does so - Sveta gives Leian a still, formal nod and picks up both violin and bow, signalling to the rest of the band to begin on Leian's lead, seemingly oblivious to Angus' presence. "Just do as we've been practising, and we'll be fine. Leian, if you will, please...?"
As the music prepares to begin, a couple of House Solacious retainers step up. "This way, Lord Solacious." As befitting his station, Angus is escorted to a rather lavish private pavillion where he's able to get a close up view of the performance. All that's needed is a vixen to feed him grapes and complete the picture...
Leian's tail twitches as she nods, walking up the stage, and standing at the front of it, taking in a deep breath as she takes her flute up to her muzzle, and closes her eyes softly. She begins to start playing the flute, starting the tune with a light opening, as the patrons sitting before the stage begin to quiet down to listen
