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Lex Stood there and listened to her captain. A marvellous speech simple not long in quite to the point. She would expect nothing less of her captain or of her squad a beautiful speech for a beautiful event. This would be her 1st time going to this event though she had heard and researched about it in the past. She had always found herself too busy with her own musings and research to bother coming out to these sort of things. An air and judgment sheet intended to fix in the coming future days. Especially now that she was a magic knight and her squad was hosting the event she figured she at least needed to make an appearance if she could. That being said she did envy those who came before her that knew what they were doing in how these events worked. She was no stranger to events or gatherings, parties or balls. But things like this were often aloof to her smaller festivals she is much more used to bigger social gatherings than things of this nature. Though she's never been 12shyawayexperiencingnewthings. As the captain finished her speech and the crowd started to dispersed she looked around and started to walk herself wearing her magic night real boy at least her version. Of it she would look for the first event that would need to be don
As she walked her eyes weren't very drawn too much those simple things like egg painting. But she wasn't quite in the mood to do that sort of event. She liked events that made her think about things and then she saw a scavenger hunt. This is the exact kind of event that would pick her interest. She walked over to the man handing out baskets to people that approached him.
Anila was ready to get started on her journey to the Flower Blossom Fete. She had woken up early and spent time reading scripture and praying. She hoped for a wonderful day with lots of people to meet and learn much from. Whether the information was useless or valuable, it was her responsibility to get a listen to all in case of important information being said. She wondered if her father would be there. She wondered if life was better for him and if to him it was worth it to give her up to the church or if he had regrets. Either way, she found purpose in life and she was going to fulfill that purpose. [break][break] Knowing it was going to be a long day, she decided she didn’t want to wear her religious habit and instead chose to wear a long peach dress with a cloak over her shoulders that made sure she was fully covered. She placed her grimoire into a satchel and tossed it over her shoulder. Now all ready to go, she set out and made her way to Raque where The Blue Rose Magic Knight squad was hosting their annual event: The Flower Blossom Fete. [break][break] As she walked she enjoyed the breeze flowing around her. With wind being her element, she had a deep appreciation of the wind. To her, there was much to learn from the elements and the spirits who are their avatars. Sylph was the one she looked to for guidance and so she let the wind speak to her or so she would believe. Happy to just be able to feel the wind as if Sylph was there in it was something she enjoyed. [break][break] When she arrived, she smiled, seeing tons of different people from commoners to royals. She slowly walked through the area to a space where she could hear the captain give her address to the many that had gathered. The speech was kind of warming. It spoke of the origins and the way they honored the memory of their humble beginnings. It was also to celebrate and mourn those who have fallen. [break][break] When the speech was over, Anila looked around to see the different areas where she could go. There was plenty to do and she wanted to get some of it done while listening out for all around her. She wanted to decorate a tree but in order to do so, she would need to go on a little scavenger hunt. It wasn’t nothing she couldn’t handle and so she saw which activities she would tackle first.
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TL;DR Arrives and decides where she wants to go next[break] Notes: Heading to Where the wind blows
[attr="class","Enlilimage"]❝Even a storm can be calm under the right circumstances.
[attr="class","Enlilscroll"]Once a year all eyes turn to Raque as the blue rose squad held their annual blossom fete and this year was no different. He personally could do without all the hustle and bustle of these things but he was a socialite and so expected to show his face at such things and this time was no different. He attempted to look on the bright side of things and that he may be able to some rare coral or some other kind of exotic gemstone or metal. He arrived just as Captain Lilygate was giving her speech. The woman's mere presence demanded the attention of those around her which wasn't a bad thing. Anyone could tell she cared deeply for her family and their roots going so far as to open her home to be an ongoing orphanage to the children who lost everything merely two years before.
His own family would have done it to merely keep up appearances but she genuinely cared for those that couldn't defend themselves. He guessed it took all kinds in this world but she was sure she got plenty of praise for being the saviour of these displaced commoners. He personally couldn't bear the thought of being in such close proximity to commoners constantly but he could keep up appearances when needed like many others within his social circle. When the speech was done he began to walk around his personal maid nearby to gather or hold anything that her master may want or need throughout the day. The day was still very young and it seemed like there was a lot to enjoy on his rare completely free day off. He had to wonder what other social butterflies were in the area and what they would talk about if they came into contact.
It was not often that Jirou felt a desire to be among the common masses. Yet he felt a immense need to do so, to enjoy a flower festival where he planned to make a name for himself as a kind and generous noble. He would make sure that every vender he visted was paid twice as much as they were asking and he would also invite them to seek him out for business. It seemed like blind picking, yet it would be clear in the ways and mannerisms he would no doubt display that they would hopefully see him as a ‘Good Noble’. he would chuckle as he got off his single person palaquinn and stepped foot onto the life-filled soil. He would send his servents away and would given Enlai and Lanying a MASSIVE gift. 1000 gold, more then enough for fun and enjoyment. Plus, out in the public they need not worry of attack or issue given how many magical knights were present. He would wish them fun and remind them to act with the expectation that he was still with them to keep them behaved. As they ran to have fun he chuckled and smirked as he himself entered the festival a few minutes later. MOVED TOO: blackclover-shatteredgrimoires.com/thread/5580/scavenger-hunt-love-event
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[attr="class","polarPOSTIT"] The flower Event held by the Blue Pegasus was a well known event to the Noble community. It was known as a place where business and social climbing mixed and mingled in ways that could only help or hinder. Yet for him it was more then just that. It was a time to allow his new self to be seen. He had spent a few weeks in his house, undergoing some strange transformation. Yet he was not alone. Joseph had been with him the entire time and had helped him chose new clothing and get new cloths ordered. He was not yet used to his new pale skin in the mirror or his changed eyes and hair. And so he felt a need to wear a mask, one to liven up his face. He smiled softly as he saw the happy citizens entering the ara for the Festival. He would chuckle to himself and make his way inside eager to meet up with Joseph. [break][break]
Visiting the Flower Blossom Fete was a nice reprieve from the monotony of travelling. David endeavoured to be present for the speech by the Captain of The Blue Rose Magic Knight Squad, Alyssa. David's interests were purely academic, and he realised long ago that The Blue Rose Squad expected more from their members than he could offer. In small ways, rather than direct pursuits, David did his best to make the Kingdom safer. The man appeared to be a little rough around the edges. He had prickly stubble and uncombed hair. Weary from travel, the wanderer settled into the crowd, disappearing into the revelry. Limbs sore from constant use rested and mended somewhere amongst the people of Clover. He was content to be a part of the collective. The citizens of The Clover Kingdom were in many ways diverse; in their beliefs and ideas. David believed that individuals with capacities for great empathy were within this culture. Some of the more eclectic members of that society were currently at this event. In remembrance of those lost, the Blue Rose Magic Knight Squad had delegated a vast amount of care to provide peace and plenty for all to enjoy. David smiled and took meticulous care in appreciating the effort everyone had put in. He admired those who seemed organised enough to balance their daily routines to attend to other commitments.
Post by Yursir Ravencrest on May 28, 2023 17:07:38 GMT -5
There was a somewhat cruel irony in the case of how the newly realized royal's fate coincided so perfectly with the coming of the Fete itself. A time in which all things were made to begin anew, or in layman's terms a symbolic celebration of a season representing rebirth and transformation. And how befitting for his identity as a Jourdain to be made to wither away amidst the cold embrace of winter, a season representing death and finality, only for Yursir to emerge reborn as his true self. He was not a mere noble as he had been led to believe, but a lesser royal of the house of Ravencrest. However, due to the nature of his circumstances of being a newly appointed Knight, he had real no time to dwell on such things. Therefore he was merely attending the Fete to allow himself to process what all had transpired over the last few months. That and in the process he would intend to take the opportunity to formally introduce himself to his true kin as it was the proper thing to do. The rather dashing boy was adorned in white silk robes draped with gold encrusted floral patterns and a golden band wrapped blending in with his golden locks of hair. His piercing amber eyes scanned the crowd until they landed upon a particularly well known face in the distance.
Post by Gideon Wildheart on May 28, 2023 22:11:37 GMT -5
Gideon normally doesn’t show up to these events but it is good to get out of the retched scum of the world like bandits and shameless criminals. This would a good time to get some peace of mind and try something out of the ordinary for him. After leaving his heritage, he knows that he must start with nothing. What he knows, he would rather start with nothing and build something up, then grow up with nobles that would corrupt you. This Strange place is something that is outside his experience, but he did enjoy the energy that this place, this event gives off. It felt peaceful. He was a nobody, so no nobles, no commoners, no rogues or criminals, just him. This would be a good start and then get some money because he is homeless right now. But for now, he might look around and probably make some friends. All he hopes for is that they better not be nobles.
Looking around, he looks completely lost, that’s because he is. What’s more is he doesn’t even know who to talk to or where to start. "Damn, randomly coming here and looking like an idiot. Way to go, Gideon." He thought that trying something new after leaving his home would be a good start but damn, this is turning out terribly.
Post by Chyrs Millefiore on May 28, 2023 22:29:23 GMT -5
The very last place that Chrys would ever think to find herself was at an event thrown by the magic knights. When she arrived a woman who, judging by the various whispers going around during her speech, was a Captain who was giving some sort of speech. She gave no thought, not a single part of her ear, to the drivel of those who were nothing more than cattle to her, or so she thought. She found herself listening intently, hooked on after she mentioned the transition from commoner to nobility. There weren't many things in this world that she could praise, and even less so when it came to people, but that was definitely something that was worth respecting. Though, it didn't change the fact that, in her eyes, she was just a sheep with a lot more fur than the average one as she flocked to the magic knights.
Walking around, she could admit that the way everything was set up was pleasing, perhaps even delightful. She had no expectations for this outing, but she couldn't shake the feeling that there were some like-minded individuals among the attendees. If she could run into even one, then Chrys could count herself as lucky.
The day may have been warm and bright but to her, it was gloomy and cold. She attempted to wear a smile but found that no matter how she tried to wear the mask of happiness her true thoughts were written all over her face. She had left her homeland to meet her elder brother but that had yet to happen. She had entered the magic knight exams in the hopes to do so but what she got instead was an obsessive stalker. She had been living in the middle of nowhere and he had found her to invite her to tea and apologise for his behaviour at the exams. She knew that not imperials were arrogant asshats but she should have known better about him but she went nonetheless and it had caused nothing but issues in her life since. He had drugged and seriously harmed her for hours on end.
She was eventually aided in her escape from the estate and moved to reside somewhere else but again she was found, this time it was a threat if she didn't go then someone innocent would pay the price. She still remembered the pain and tears in the voice and on the face of Enlil as it would be his younger sister, the maid that she was given when on the estate that would pay if she defied. She went but still refused to wear the clothing that she was sent by Jirou. It turned out there was to be a banquet where he was to be honoured for becoming a magic knight. To her, his arrogance knew no bounds more so as he wanted her to be his bride, she of course had refused. During that encounter Enlil had been hurt, she didn't want anyone hurt for her and so she reluctantly agreed on the condition that Enlil and Lanying became her personal servants.
He agreed to this and said she no longer had to attend his banquet as he got what he wanted and placed a ring on her finger. As he left she helped Enlil and attempted to get him out of the estate but with the dead weight she couldn't move that fast. Jirou had ended up getting angry and so came rushing dislocating her arm as he had felt disrespected. He then changed his mind and told her that she would need to attend and to get fixed up in the outfit provided. She changed to something simple and had moved to do as he expected her. She remained for a short time and reminded him he was acting the fool the way he was acting.
Since that time she had been expected to stay on the Yuiee estate and would only be allowed to leave to do her tasks as a magic knight but would be expected to return the moment she was finished. He had no fear of her telling anyone anything as in their culture what happened behind closed doors stayed there. The issue was she was starting to feel like she was losing herself. Perhaps this festival was meant to revitalize and renew her resolve. The issue was that Jirou was going to be there, he expected her to be there as well. Perhaps... perhaps he would be sick and she would be able to have this time alone? Perhaps she could break the chain that kept her connected to him or get aid but she wasn't so sure. She just stood in the crowd half listening as Alyssa spoke more stuck in her own mind.
Usually, she loved such festivals. It was so vibrant and filled with life. There was a great chance to make connections both professionally and personally but she felt like that wasn't about to happen. She sighed and looked over her baby pink and blue furisode, usually, she wouldn't wear things like this but it was a festival and so she dressed the part, her hair was still down but she wore butterfly clips of blue, pink and green within her hair. Soon enough she got the overpowering scent of red spider lily and she knew he was nearby or at least his palanquin was. She headed towards the area she believed he was in and watched as he overpaid on absolutely everything, sighing she shook her head understanding what he wanted to do but all it was doing was making him seem like an easy mark though found it strange he had dressed down from his normal over the top golden clothing.
Post by Kenja Ravencrest on Jun 18, 2023 11:48:09 GMT -5
In the heart of Raque, the townspeople bustled about in anticipation of the Flower Blossom Fete. Colorful ribbons were strung from house to house, and the scent of freshly baked pastries wafted through the air. Everyone was eager to witness the enchanting sight of the miscolored blossoms, hoping for a year filled with good fortune.
Among the commotion was a man named Kenja, who had lately arrived in Raque. He was a recently appointed Golden Dawn magic knight looking for new adventures and stories to tell. Kenja had heard stories of the Flower Blossom Fete and was fascinated by its customs and superstitions. He opted to immerse himself in the festival due to his voracious curiosity.
As Kenja explored the town, he marveled at the decorations and the festive spirit that permeated every corner. People were dressed in their finest attire, donning vibrant clothing adorned with flowers. Laughter and music filled the streets, creating an atmosphere of joy and unity.
Intrigued by the history behind the festival, Kenja sought out the Lilygate family, the original keepers of the tradition. He discovered that they had played a significant role in reviving the festival after the dark times when the archdaemoness Serena had wreaked havoc on Raque. The Lilygate family's generosity and perseverance had helped the town rebuild and recover.
As the day of the festival arrived, the townspeople gathered in the central square, eagerly awaiting the moment when the starting speech would be said and would kick off the festivities. The air crackled with anticipation as the members of the Blue Rose Squad, dressed in their emblematic blue attire, took their places on the stage alongside Aylssa. "Greetings and welcome to this years Flower Blossom Fete....". The speech was well said, well rehearsed and delivered in a way that would spark emotions in most people. Kenja himself didn't have many comments about the speech. He noted that they were previously commoners and "humble" in their dialogue, but they made it a point to let people know it was them doing this. That didn't sit well with him.
Kenja stood among the crowd, his eyes sparkling with anticipation, but his face was a stoic as ever. He had never experienced such a lively and vibrant event before. The music began, and the crowd swayed to the rhythmic melodies, their laughter and applause filling the air.
The highlight of the festival was the grand unveiling of the miscolored blossoms. Kenja watched in awe as the trees, adorned with colorful ribbons, suddenly burst into a kaleidoscope of vibrant hues. The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, their spirits soaring as they believed it to be a sign of good fortune.
Kenja, in a very rare moment of shown emotion was captivated by the magic of the festival, and thus joined in the merriment by singing with his angelic voice on a stage that drew some crowd to hear him. He drank sweetened drinks with the townspeople, sang along to the cheerful tunes, and indulged in the delectable treats offered by the local bakers. The festival was doing a decent job at filing his heart with warmth and a sense of belonging but he still felt out of place somehow. Maybe it was because he didn't really have any friends yet and was here alone?
As the evening wore on, a sudden idea popped into Kenja's mind. He had heard whispers of an Easter Egg Hunt that would take place on the outskirts of Raque. Intrigued by the thought of it, he couldn't resist the allure of participating in this traditional activity.