[EVENT] Moon and Mirrors (Welcome Mingle Log)

[khuimods]

Characters: ALL
Date: January 15
Location: At the Dreaming Bridge and all over Aifaran!
Situation: A large influx of Dreamfolk arrive in time for one of the Lunar Festivals, and they're all invited!
Warnings/Rating: N/A


A surprising amount of Dreamfolk have arrived within a short time frame - a peculiarity remarked upon by a number of Aifaran's residents. It is unusual in that it coincides with a lunar festival, one which only happens every fifty or so years.

Newcomers will find the streets packed with all sorts of people, stalls of fried and sugared foods, carnivalesque games and rides, and all other manner of things to do. Merchants are very keen to get their wares out there, and the stipend given may just burn a hole in your pocket when you see what's for sale.

Comments

[corundrum]

"They did say it was a place once I questioned it more," Padparadscha confirms, leaning a little on their sword at this point. It's about as large as they are, so it's no small maneuver, but they do it as if it's familiar.

Naesala's warning gets the smallest of smiles from them, though. They've already been entertaining a certain level of distrust here, despite their outward appearance, so the warning feels a little like preaching to the choir, but they shrug a little.

"Well, in a world as unfamiliar as this one, I'd be an idiot not to keep my sword alongside me whatever the circumstances, huh? It's not just humans who have more intentions than the good ones."

[darkwingsofkilvas]

"Yes, you're absolutely right. I'm simply not familiar with the people here yet to know what they might have in store for us."

Of course, he wasn't excluded. If Padparadscha hadn't been an intelligent being, he might have even tried chipping off a bit of their hair to see what price he could get for it. As it was, Naesala didn't think it was worth tangling with a being that could carry around a sword that large. It meant that they had to be very good at using it to go to all that trouble.

"Well, if you have any other questions about humans, I can tell you what I know. Or you could always go ask a friendly-looking one."

[corundrum]

"Something like that only unfolds with time, doesn't it?" they remark, seemingly musing on it much more than they actually are. One day is no amount of time to be judging anything by, much less an entire new world.

Since it seems like this one isn't a typical human regardless, Padparadscha just shrugs a little at the offer. "I won't trouble you for it unless you want to tell me. I think I'll have to ask some people for more later anyway."

[darkwingsofkilvas]

"Very well then, I'll leave it to you. I hope you'll find it an entertaining experience." Instead of a terrible one, that is. Naesala can't help but be a pessimist in that regard, considering the turbulent history between laguz and humans. It was odd to find himself in a place where he would have to describe something as basic as that history to other people.

"I do have a question for you. If you haven't ever seen humans or laguz before, what is your world like? Do all the other Gems have stunning hair like you do?"

[corundrum]

"Oh, I'm sure I will." Padparadscha mostly seems amused by the prospect, however daunting the idea of having to get to know an entire new world's worth of new species might be. This city is almost as large as the entire land they knew before coming here, but that just means there's more of interest here.

Padparadscha quickly considers how thoroughly to answer that question, clouding it with a lazy, lopsided smile. "We're all made of the stone we're named for, but I think I'm still the one with the most hair. Small mercies, huh? But there's not much to my world. Gems are the only sentient species on our land."