EVENT LOG: THE NIGHT WE MET

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EVENT LOG:
THE NIGHT WE MET

characters: everyone.
location: the path from downtown beacon to the harbor; all over town.
date/time: february 16-21.
content: the forest spirits send off their friends to join the aurora. memory opals drop from the eerie green lights above.
warnings: n/a.

i had all and then most of you, some and now none of you.

For most of the day on February 16, all of the town's forest spirits can be found along the stretch of road between downtown and the harbor, clearly setting up for, uh, something. They're piling snow onto the pathway, creating a miles long sled trail that starts outside the Landmark Inn and ends at the very end of the harbor's dock. Not only that, but the forest spirits are also not super willing to explain what they're up to! They're busy, you lantern-havers.

By the time evening rolls around, the spirits have set up wooden railings alongside the snowy path, as well as a warming tent, hot chocolate booth, and announcer stand outside of the Landmark. Oh, and a starting banner for the race! It's dogsled time!

Throughout the event, Beacon's downtown and harbor areas will be completely overrun with forest spirits, all there to bear witness to this holiday celebration—this holiday is for them, though, not you weirdos with your naked faces. Point is, none of the spirits will be hostile at this time! They're more interested in interacting with each other than with Beacon's residents, though if pressed, a kind spirit might be willing to explain what's going on:

The aurora arrives in Beacon for about a week each year, and the forest spirits believe it to be "friends in the sky". The lights are old friends of theirs, it seems! And each night while the aurora shines above the town, the forest spirits send off a handful of friends to join the aurora! The spirits ready to join the aurora build sleds of their own and assemble mighty sled teams, sometimes comprised of dog spirits and sometimes... other stuff. Then, when the aurora is at its peak in the wee hours of the night, the sled teams will ride off one by one, racing down the snow-covered path all the way down to the harbor, where they'll finally rocket off the dock and out over the lake, picking up more and more speed as each team gallops wildly over the water before arcing up into the sky. Once the spirits are barely a speck, they'll hit the aurora and burst into a shower of light. Beautiful stuff!

See, since the aurora is made of light, forest spirits launched into it are killed on impact! Isn't that wonderful! The forest spirits seem to think so! What is death to a dead thing!

All of this information can be learned through handwaved/played-led interactions with the forest spirits during the event. They'll all be focused on saying goodbye to their friends and cheering them on as they stream through the sky, but they're happy to welcome lantern-havers to join in the celebrations. The hot chocolate is free and only tastes a little bit like mud, so. Enjoy!

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For the entire duration of the event, the aurora will dance in beautiful silence overhead, lighting up the whole town with its eerie green glow. Every so often, handfuls of opals will rain down like meteorites from the lights above, and these opals each contain the memory of someone currently in Beacon! They can be found all over town, landing on paths and atop buildings and maybe even rocketing straight through your ceiling to crash into your living room. Perhaps a forest spirit decided to hide some shiny rocks in your cereal box or under your pillow... Better hope the Postmaster General doesn't find your opals before you do, though. That spirits sure does love their rocks. Point is, who knows where the opals might turn up?

On that note, if you signed up for a random event, we'll be RNGing characters to receive these random events throughout the event! The event may happen in response to a toplevel on this event log, or we might turn up in your IC inbox... 👀 These events will be entirely random, meaning we could dole out any number of them at any time, so it'll be a fun surprise for all of us.

If you missed signups and would still like to toss your name in the ring, go right ahead! Signups will remain open throughout the event, though we can't promise everyone who signs up will get something.

And finally... Each day, we'll post a list of the forest spirits joining the aurora! What, did you want to know in advance? The forest spirits have never been a particularly organized bunch, so they're winging this—which means more surprises for you. :)

Enjoy the races and the lights and the opals, residents of Beacon, and remember: WHAT IS DEATH TO A DEAD THING!

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[arsarcanum]

"Oh, gotcha." Sora adds that to his mental filing cabinet of Fjord Fjacts. He will have a bit of a toothy grin on his face as soon as Fjord exits the memory, then he'll rub his nose with a finger. He doesn't need to crow about this at all, satisfaction was gotten, but that sure was a lot of context he'd just very casually forgotten. Sora will not tease him about it, but he will have this in spirit forever.

"Yeah, they were. Although Molly did get in a real good throw, dunno how he did it." He shrugs. "You guys seemed like you were having a lot of fun. How long were you traveling together?"

[fjorgedinfire]

"Molly's fuckin' dexterous," he says dryly. "By that point we'd been together for, uh." He blows out a puff of air as he thinks. "Shit, maybe two months? Two an' a half or something."

[arsarcanum]

"Two, two and a half months." Sora nods. That's about when the first fights start happening, in Sora's experience. At least when it comes to strangers in close quarters traveling around for a long time. "No boat then, huh? When did that happen?"

[fjorgedinfire]

He looks pained. "About four and a half months ago, or something like that. It's easy to lose track of time."

[arsarcanum]

Sora whistles. "Did you have to teach 'em all how to sail? I thought they'd all be a crew, but they're more like adventurers, right?"

[fjorgedinfire]

"Well, there was still some crew on the ship, still, so it wasn't like it was just the seven of us trying to sort that shit out." And thank fuck for that. "Mostly I had to teach Beau how t'be my new first mate, but everyone else worked alongside the crew, more or less."

[arsarcanum]

It's such a big group of friends!! Sora had about that many at the very most, but he mostly traveled around in twos or threes. Fours on a very nice day. Hang on, he's going to enjoy the thought of being around seven! Whole! People! All the time!

"It's such a big group. Must've been hard to keep everything in line." Sora raises his fingers, starts counting them off... "You, Beau, Jester, Yasha... Molly, and...?" Who were those last two guys, again?

[fjorgedinfire]

"Caleb and Nott. Which works out pretty well, since they've been a pair since 'fore me, Beau and Jester met 'em." He's not sure for how long, but they sure had been. "Then the five 'f us met Mollymauk and Yasha together when their circus came through town."

[arsarcanum]

"Man, that's a party. Or a really big basketball team." Sora clearly is reveling in the idea of so many traveling partners. "What made you guys wanna stick together?" Safer travel? Similar goals? Did they just like each other a whole bunch? Sora can relate with all three.

[fjorgedinfire]

"Initially me an' Caleb were both against it," he admits. "But when the lot of us fought against this weird zombie outbreak, then killed the nergaliid causing it and a goddamn manticore? Those kinds of thing makes you stick together."

[arsarcanum]

Okay, Sora's going to find the nearest flat surface, sit his butt down, and point to the most comfortable flat surface in Fjord's vicinity. Sit. "I gotta hear about this," Sora says very seriously.