Who: Hayate, Faye, Chris, and Guards
When: 10:20 AM
Where: Town Hall
What: Answering the summons. In other words, Hayate plays the wounded puppy routine.

After Hayate received a sudden letter at his door last night, he found himself immediately opening it to read its contents. With his fingers curling tightly into his palm, Hayate crushed the paper in his fist. All of this time he spent trying to make his stay in Elysium last without a single mark on his name, and that blonde bitch went public with the incident at their cottage. Gears began to turn in his mind, searching for a solution to the problem. His wounds had not yet healed, and he sought no treatment for them, allowing them to heal on their own.

Hayate knew if he showed up with the wounds, a bandaged face and limp leg, he would receive sympathy. It was only self-defense, he would tell them. He wanted to believe Kaiya did not have the backbone to step up and say anything like Faye was saying. After all, Kaiya's name was not in the letter. Faye went alone, and it was his word against hers. Kaiya wished nothing more than to distance herself from the experience. He knew her type, and he knew she would keep her distance and hold her tongue for fear.

Chris asked to come with him, not wanting him to travel alone. Having someone on his side helped him look good, and Hayate conceded to letting her come along. He brought with him a makeshift cane in order to lean his weight onto his non-injured leg and off of the one with the deep knife wound. Half of his face also remained bandaged, even though he had the ability to illusion away the wounds. Why make them go away when he needed them to prove he had also been attacked as well?

With Chris at his side, Hayate left to make his case and prove his innocence. If Faye had not sliced half of his face open in the first place, he would not have done what he had done in retaliation. The walk itself did not take long as the pair reached the entrance of Town Hall. Given all of the evidence on his side, Hayate believed they would listen to him.

His calm words were better than the ravings of a tempermental fae.

Who: Hayate, Kaiya, and Faye
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Kaiya and Faye's Cottage
What: A clean cut is not always possible to achieve.
WARNING!: Violence not for sensitive readers (as some of it is against women).

Hayate sat down on the sofa, having been invited into the faes' home by Kaiya herself. He folded his hands in lap and looked down at them first. It was important to get this over with as soon as possible, and Hayate did not want to waste anymore of his time with the dark-haired fae. He glanced up, meeting her eyes across the distance between them. He could tell something was cooking the moment he walked into the house, but he expected to leave before anything went wrong or the other fae noticed anything should she be around.

He was merely here to break it off with Kaiya, to end it once and for all between them and remove himself of all ties with the fae. It brought back to him the plan he had originally contrived so long ago to maintain sanity as long as he was held prisoner in this place he had previously considered a hellhole, this haven. This sanctuary. The utter idea of this place was laughable, but that wasn't the point of why he was here. The pretend game with Kaiya had lost its shine.

As his time became more and more consumed with Chris, Kaiya fell to the wayside in his mind and in reality. He no longer had interest in keeping up the game he had started with the fae. It was best to end it now, so she could not possibly cause trouble with him and Chris later. ( The last thing Hayate wanted was trouble added to his pristine name. )

Who: Faye and Zosimus
When: Morning
Where: Silmé Lagoon
What: Finally! Faye gets embarrassed!

Despite the lowering temperatures and cooler weather, Faye took to Silmé Lagoon that morning to bask in the constant warm waters of the lagoon's numerous basins. No matter how much change occurred to the overall weather, the springs and their basins remained pleasantly hot. Unless, of course, it was snowing outside. Even then, the water kept a naturally warm temperature, even as ice and snow built up around it. Faye learned of the lagoon as a perfect place for relaxation all throughout the year from others more familiar with the grography of Elysium. However, she doubted she would ever use it during the winter months unless she wished to freeze her bottom off once she got out of the water.

Currently, she was swimming in one of the larger basins. Not only that, but she was completely in the nude. What sort of creature swam in clothing? All of it would get wet! What was the point of that? Faye was nothing if not a realist, and swimming in the nude made more sense than swimming with cloth on the body. Having done it herself a few times when it was necessary in a human environment, Faye could say herself that it was restricting, distracting, and hindering.

To her knowledge, there wouldn't be any children about while she was out swimming naked. She spent her fair share of time in the water, both relaxing and swimming, when she realized it was time to get back on land and dry herself off. The walls around the lagoon kept the wind from creeping in here, but once she traveled beyond the lagoon, she'd be struck by early fall winds.

Faye swam to the edge before getting her feet on solid ground underneath the water. She arose out of the basin upright, wings folded carefully behind her and dripping like the rest of her body. However, immediately upon leaving the basin, she came eye-to-eye with a young centaur boy. Faye squeaked as her eyes went wide, and she quickly dropped back into the water to fall out of sight once more.

"Where did you come from?" she demanded in a high voice, absolutely startled at the presence of another person. But not just another person, a young boy. Faye would flaunt her nude body in front of grown men, but a little boy? Her entire face was a deep shade of crimson as she tried to cover her chest with her arms under the water.

Who: Faye and Niccolo
When: Evening
Where: Market Place
What: Faye is spying on people, and oh my!

As she carefully made her way through the crowds in the market, Faye tried to keep up with a blond figure she was following. Over the past week she at once met the man whom Kaiya's affections had been geared toward. He came over for dinner and a few other times. Each time he displayed a lovely outward attitude and even astounded Faye with how well he handled her grilling questions about who he was and his past. The man was fae like both of them, but he hadn't any wings on his back. Apparently, someone had torn them off of him. It was a dreadful story and one that caused Faye's heart to swell with compassion.

On the other hand, Faye was a nosy person and she wanted to know everything there was to know about this new man in Kaiya's life and whether or not he was any good for her. She hid herself amongst the people all around her, toning down her appearance today with full clothing. More than what she usually wore. She even had on a light jacket! Her wings were tucked nicely underneath it all, folded against her back and out of sight.

The blond man visited two stores and strolled through the crowds a little aimlessly as if he was enjoying the scenery. Faye peeked over the shoulders of those around her. She really wasn't watching where she was going. If she kept this up, she was bound to run into someone head on.

Which, of course, happened a moment later.

Faye lost sight of the man she was following and stood up on her tippy toes to spot him over the crowd. Sometimes being short was a real hindrance. On top of that, her wings were tucked beneath her clothing and flying above everyone wasn't a current option. She hurried forward through the people, crashing right into someone in her path. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" she blurted out, sweeping the hair out of her face. Great, she had lost him! Oh well, Faye thought with a sigh.

Who: Eliza and OPEN TO MANY!!
Where: Just NE of the town in a grove of trees
When: Starts early in the morning (around 8 AM) till Sunset
What: Grape crushing to make wine

The festival for the Autumnal Equinox was only a week away and the most important part of the celebration had yet to be completed. Oh there were loads of decorations that had been made by the fauns in the forest. Games and activities had been set up by the centaurs and minotaurs and other volunteers, and there had even been preparations for special performances to be held that night. But there was one thing that was needed above all else...

Wine.

Beautiful, glorious, blissful and intoxicating wine. Fauns could make the most magnificent wine in all of Elysium but one thing hindered them from doing so. Their hoofed feet and furry lower body kept them from crushing the grapes and extracting the juice necessary to begin the fermenting process. But their years on the planet had taught them that others unlike them, others like humans and fae and sprites and other nature-dwelling creatures could crush the grapes and were more than happy to do so.

And so this year the fauns of Elysium had asked the beautiful and enchanting gypsy witch, Eliza, to be their mistress of ceremonies. She was to begin the celebration by being the first to step foot into the huge tub of grapes. She had first chosen to remove all of her clothing for this rite, and had to step into specially treated water in order to cleanse her legs and feet before she could crush the grapes. All were welcome to join her, there was plenty of room in the wooden basin enough to fit at least another dozen or so people. If they were not comfortable with nudity they could wear a sheer, white shirt that covered them down to mid-thigh. Men were also allowed to participate as well, but those with excess hair on their legs were not allowed unless they agreed to shave. Fauns were prepared to shave and cleanse their legs before they entered the basin, if so.

Eliza enjoyed her nudity and the free expression of her sexuality. She had taken off every bit of clothing except her panties and was reveling in the feel of the grapes underneath her feet. Hopefully others would join her in this joyous rite that would last for the remainder of the day.



ooc notes:

• The cleansing rite includes scrubbing toes and feet and washing off legs from the knee down in specially treated water. Clothes must be removed in order to participate, but you do have the option of wearing the sheer, white shirt that the fauns have made for the occasion and keeping small undergarments on.


• You do not have to stay in the thread for the entire time. Just post the time you enter the thread in the subject line. Also, you can assume that there are other NPCs in the basin with Eliza so your character won't be the only one in there with the naked gypsy.

Who: Faye and Caden
Where: Helicharis
When: evening
What: musical meetings!

Humming to himself, Caden felt better than he had in a while. Thinking about his new friend lifted his spirits and he wondered what subjects in nature were good for writing. He hadn't written many songs before - two in total, probably - and he hoped that it wasn't obvious to Ath Dara. Next things next, he had to think about instruments for the band. In the spirit of Adair's absence, he thought there was no reason for him not to continue searching for more members and instruments. Sure, he had his flute, very nicely carved by the orc, but that still left drums and guitars. Where the hell was he going to find the materials for guitars? Did people still make plastic? Very curious.

This was definitely something he needed to investigate and Helicharis was the best place to start inquiries. Caden walked down the main road of town and wondered who to ask. He doubted that he could just go up to a random person on the street and ask if they knew where he could make an instrument, so he walked slowly to one of the posters he'd put up a while ago. Musicians here were few and far between, it seemed. Maybe it was up to him to provide people with entertainment. Unveiling his secret weapon, Caden held his guitar made from a cardboard box with strings stretched across it and a hole cut out for the sound. He placed a small paper sign next to a hat saying "Will Sing for Laughz." It was time for the performance of a lifetime.

"Yeaaah...A used... pink bathrobe / a rare... mint snowglobe," he started to sing. "A Smurf... TV tray / I bought on eBay. / My house... is filled with this crap / shows up in bubble wrap / most every day / what I bought on eBay!" Though the song technically did not have a guitar solo right after the verse, he strummed his cardboard string guitar passionately. Oh yeah, famous guitarists, eat your hearts out. "Tell me why (I need another pet rock)..." A woman walked by somewhat close to him and he leaned towards her as he sung the line. He didn't care if she thought him odd; he was just singing for the hell of it.

Who: Kaiya and Faye
When: Afternoon
Where: In the fields NE of Helicharis
What: Frolicking in a field of flowers

It had been far too long since the two fae spent time together out in the tranquility of nature. The sky was cloudy but that didn't take away from the overall pleasant temperature of the day. Plus, who would let cloudy skies put a damper on a flower picking expedition? Certainly not Kaiya and Faye as they skipped through the fields with baskets that were still only partially filled with colorful flora.

"Faye-san!" Kaiya called out as she bent over to pick some baby blue eyes and put them in her basket. "Here!" She said with a distinct Japanese accent. The dark-haired fae had been learning English with her roommate and on her own, and though she was still shy to use it with others she was more comfortable with her roommate. Kaiya was in better spirits today especially since she had received such a beautiful portrait of herself earlier that day. It was slipped under the door of their cottage without a note. There was only a name on the portrait: Logan Nagamori. How would she find out who this mystery man was?

Kaiya wasn't thinking about that at present as she waved her arm to beckon Faye over. "Here!" She repeated with a smile. "Aoi hana!" she blurted out in Japanese before she laughed and corrected herself. "Ano... uh... flower!" She said temporarily forgetting the English word for the color 'blue'. She blushed slightly but plucked more from the ground and held it up for Faye to see so that the other fae would know what she was talking about.

Who: Faye & OPEN to others for viewing and/or interaction or dining!
Where: The Restaurant
When: Beginning around 7:00 PM.
What: A few songs and dancing for the crowds.

OOC Note: Anyone may join the thread, either as a "Narrative" if they are just watching the performance OR leave it open if they would like to interact with Faye or others!

After the rainfall from earlier, the sunset provided a fiery pink and violet glow. The grounds were still damp, but the rains were not coming back. Glowing lanterns illuminated the scene of outdoor tables with their umbrellas to shield daytime visitors from the sun and the many seats of chairs occupied by people enjoying their dinner with some fine wine or other refreshing beverages. Tonight, the umbrellas did not shield from sun but they provided an aesthetic appeal for the restaurant’s setting. There was a section set up amidst the tables, all of which had been moved outward in each direction for the platform, that served as a stage for the performance. Tables surrounded it all around, save for at the back. To prevent distractions from the street beyond, a dark backdrop was provided, alight with tame but sparkly decorations.

Instrumental music had been played for a while as the people ate their meals until an announcer came out. The empty microphone stand onstage was connected to no wires, but a witch had bewitched its microphone to amplify the voice of whoever spoke close enough to it. The spell would only last the night before it would fade out, though. Faye was going to make the most of it tonight. A young man from the restaurant came up to the stage, speaking loudly enough for everyone to hear.

“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!” he began, drawing the attention of the crowd towards himself. “Tonight, we will be having a special performance by a wonderful vocalist. She has been in love with music all of her life, a child of the forest growing up in the concrete jungles of the world. She also resides right here in our very town, over at the Helicharis cottages. Ladies and gentlemen, we would like to present to you . . . Faye Capricia!”

The crowd clapped in a tamely manner, curious to see the vocalist mentioned by the young man and looking around on stage for her. However, Faye emerged from the back of the crowd, the bewitched microphone in her hand. The petite fae wore a little black dress, her hair done up in a modern and interesting fashion, with black strappy high heels on her feet. The band began to play live music, a song that began slow and soft. It held an old quality to it, definitely not from a recent time period. The song itself was “Fever” by Peggy Lee, and Faye began to make her way slowly through the crowd towards the stage.

“Never know how much I love you,” Faye began to sing in a sultry and deep voice, “Never know how much I care . . . when you put your arms around me . . .” Here, she had approached a man in the crowd, reaching out and putting her hand on his shoulder. “I get a fever that's so hard to bear,” she sang lowly to him, giving him a coy look with her eyes.

Who: Sanura and Faye
When: Late night
Where: The beach
What: Pissed! Sanura takes a stomp stroll on the beach

Sanura's toes sunk heavily in the sand with every stomp she delivered to the grains. She was upset. No, not upset. Pissed. No, not pissed. Angry. It was the kind of mood where she needed the late night breeze and the rolling of the tides to ease her fuming mind. The smell of the sea water and the need to keep her mind focused on walking would draw her mind away with her fight with her wanker of a brother. Of course, she would regret her somewhat hateful thoughts of him later. But for now all she wanted was to never see his face or to hear his voice again.

He seemed a little insensitive about the anniversary of their fathers death. Perhaps she just was oversensitive. Sanura maybe needed to move forward with the death, needed to respect the fact that since Adio was the only one here their father was taken in a different light. But her brother seemed to be lacking the mourning he used to.

Her hand that grasped her shoes could barely keep hold of them she was shaking so badly. Maybe she was cold, maybe she was a tad bit more upset now that she defied the nature of trying not to think about the argument.

"Stupid..idiot." Of course now she didn't know if she was talking about Adio or herself. Sanura needed to get her anger out. So, she did what typical girls do in movies when they are mad. She threw something. Well, two of something. She tossed two of her shoes randomly. Right now, she didn't give a damn where they landed.

Who: Faye and OPEN [Faye wants to meet new people!]
Where: Market Place
When: Noon
What: Stretching her wings and wandering.

Faye fluttered her wings to free them from their folded position on her back as a refreshed sigh escaped her lips. With the sunlight shaking down on her face from above, she glanced upwards at the bright sky. A delicate hand shielded her face as she began to beat her wings. Grinning unlike anything she ever had before since she had been in Elysium, she hurried across the grass with her sandaled feet and took flight. Her path led her over the cottages of Helicharis and towards the market place. She had no idea why she was headed there other than to be amongst the bustling crowds.

Without a list of things to get or any idea of what she was going to do, Faye landed carefully upon her feet next to a fountain with few people around it. She stood on her tippy toes and looked out towards the crowd, wondering if anyone she knew was here. It did not matter if someone she knew was here or not, though, as she felt particularly sociable today. Adorned in a yellow gossamer gown of sorts, Faye paraded through the crowds with her wings folded down to protect them. Short enough that she couldn't be spotted over the tall heads around her, she passed by various shops and wondered where she should stop.

Breaking free from the throng of people, she wandered over to the windows of the nearest shop and poked her fingers at the glass as if to touch the objects beyond it. It wasn't that Faye had no knowledge of glass. In fact, she knew very well that she was poking at glass. The vain creature just happened to be observing her reflection, which looked back at her through the trick of light upon the reflective surface. Faye thought she looked rather pretty today. Backing away from the window slightly, she began to observe herself further to check if her gossamer gown was perhaps a bit too plain. She needed to acquire more fae clothing, something to catch the eyes of others easily.

As if wearing a see-through gown wasn't enough to catch everyone's eyes, especially when she often wore very little or nothing beneath it. Faye thought not. So, yes, it was time for something a little more extravagant.

Who: Amaro and Faye
When: Late Afternoon
Where: The beach
What: Kicking about the beach

Amaro's eyes seemed to move in a somewhat a circular motion, looking towards the sky as his knees bumped up his soccer ball in rhythmic motion. He felt somewhat childish to count the times he felt the surface hit the flesh area, so Amaro let the ball roll down his leg before he rest it at his foot and began to kick it ahead of him, encouraging him to walk among the beach. It felt more than refreshing to feel the water tickling the soles of his feet.

Amaro looked to the side to admire the oceanic view. The steady movement of the waves was rather comforting and the cool breeze from the water was making him want to take a swim after he was done with his daily routine. Amaro could use it to cool down.

Accidentally, Amaro kicked his soccer ball too hard and it flew ahead of him. Cursing, he ran ahead to go and fetch for it. He didn't see anything or anyone around, but he tended to have bad luck with these sorts of things.

Who: Irei, Kaiya, and Faye
Where: Kaiya and Faye's cottage
When: late morning
What: Irei is checking up on Kaiya, and he's bringing a little present.

It was a nice day.

It wasn't normal for Irei to over project the niceness of days. He didn't ever seem to be the one who would play up the day it self by calling it glorious or magnificent. Nice was good enough for him. It expressed his feelings without going to overboard.

Irei took a deep breath as he walked toward town. It had been a few days since he had watched Kaiya leave his home after she had spent the night in his bed, while he in turn was on the couch. He wondered how she was doing. It seemed she had cried a lot that night. Well to him it was a lot.

He veered off the pathway a bit and into an open field where late summer wildflowers were still blooming. There seemed something about this place that made even the wildflowers more beautiful. Irei wondered if Kaiya liked flowers. She liked rain, singing, and jumping in puddles. He shrugged and figured it was a pretty safe bet that she would appreciate some hand picked flowers. He started to gather quite a few into his hands, creating a bouquet that was a bit bigger than he originally was going to make it. He hoped it would at least make her smile.

Irei started back on the path passed the market and the stores that had their doors open, ready for business. He thought he might have to go by a few of those places eventually and see the kinds of goods being made here in Helicharis.

He continued to the cottages and realized that he had no idea where the pretty fae lived. He put his face in his hand and shook his head. Looks like he'll have to be social and ask someone.

"Ah, excuse me.." He stopped a woman with a basket who seemed to be going to get some morning shopping done. He asked her if she knew where a shy young Japanese girl was staying and if she could tell him where that was. He smiled for he was a little embarrassed and tried to hide the flowers behind his back. The woman put her hand on her hip and, with a knowing smile, helped him out by pointing toward the fae's home.

Irei bowed and thanked the woman before he started a off at a quick pace following the instructions she gave him and went up to their door. He straighted his shirt and picked out the flowers that had broken along the trip or where just stems and rapped lightly at the door, hoping he had gotten the right place has he held the flowers up over his face, his bright blue eyes peeking up over the colorful blossoms.

Who: Zach and Faye
When: Nighttime, after Faye returns from this thread
Where: Outside the Town Cottages
What: Zach indulges in a recreational activity when he receives a VERY strange proposition.

Outside of the cottage, a nightly wind blew through the dark sky and chilled the air. Deciduous trees with large, swaying masses of wispy branches and timorous leaves locked in the cold around the cottages instead of keeping it out. Goosebumps arose on Zach’s bare arms, but he was out here for a reason. Unbeknownst to Loki, Zach had crept into his roommate’s bedroom and snuck a small portion of the muse’s “secret stash” under his bed merely because Zach wanted to try it and preferred not to have anybody know about it.

Taking the smallest roll he could find in Loki’s box, Zach headed outside with a lighter and the blunt and scoped out his surroundings as if he were engaging in illegal activity. Technically, it wasn’t illegal activity anymore. None of the laws here stated that marijuana was illegal, even though Loki still kept his weed hidden from prying eyes. Lighting up the tiny roll in between his lips, Zach put the lighter away and inhaled slowly. With one hand tucked into the pocket of his jeans, his other hand pulled the blunt away from his mouth as he exhaled a puff of smoke. Well, it didn’t irritate his nose like cigarettes did. Which was interesting. Zach continued to take small puffs off of the little blunt for about fifteen minutes until he saw a person approaching in the darkness.

Zach’s eye grew wide, and he threw the roll down onto the grass, exhaling smoke in the opposite direction and crushing the half-burnt blunt with his shoe. He looked back for the person, hoping to whoever was listening that it wasn’t his mother, father, sister, or grandmother. Maybe the cool air and erratic wind would prevent the smell of marijuana from reaching anyone’s nostrils. The last thing he need was a lecture on how you weren’t supposed to use drugs. Besides, it wasn’t like he was using drugs. He was just, well, trying one of them out thanks to curiosity.

( The lithe figure drew closer, a shimmering sight in the darkness. )

Who: Adair and Open
When: 7:00
Where: The Beach
What: Adair has moved to the beach in favor of doing nothing

Adair squinted an eye as he viewed what was left of the sun, propping his elbows up on his knees. He came to the thought that perhaps his cottage was a bit on the boring side, but at least the beach gave him another sense of boring-calamity. He really didn't know why and he often hated letting his mind wonder off to that territory. In fact he hated his mind wondering off at all. Seemed like to much work to bring it back.

He began to take chunks of sand within one of his palms and let it slide through the cracks of his fingers. He never understood, never took the time to figure out the reason why the rough grains of sand kept his mind at ease. Randomly, he took the wet sand and flung it out towards the water. Anything out of nothing to do would be entertaining. It was his fault really. It wasn't that difficult to find someone and simply ask if they needed aid in something. The sand in the hand routine grew boring quickly and he scooted backwards, not in favor of water on his bottom. Somehow, to his bafflement, the scoot turned into him getting up. He decided that must have been some sort of mental encouragement to take a stroll.

Barefoot, with the comfort of the sand sinking underneath his feet he began to walk at a steady pace. He glanced to the side as he walked, watching the water almost having an urge to swim in it soon enough.

Who: Everyone! [Open for All]
When: Evening, beginning around 6 PM
Where: Festival grounds NE of Helicharis
What: The Autumnal Festival!

** To join in on this post, simply comment to the main post. If you are replying to someone else or joining them, reply to their comment and not to the main post.


The happy sounds of the autumnal festival were ringing throughout all of Elysium even before the sun sank beneath the horizon. The hard work the fauns had put into the celebration was evident by the elaborate decoration and set-up of the grounds. Wooden lamp posts lit with colored flames littered the festival while garlands of flowers wrapped themselves around each post, adding to the earthy beauty of the entire scene. Each attendee was greeted with their choice of a garland of flowers for their head, neck, or wrist if they desired one (or more, for some).

Upon entering the grounds enchanted colored leaves fall from the sky and then back up again very slowly from the flora littered ground to create a more autumn-like atmosphere. The curious insects known as fairies were also in attendance due to all of the lights, the bright and happy colors attracting their attention while their prismatic bodies blinked in and out of sight like lightning bugs and little dust fell from their minuscule wings. The bonfires too added warmth to the cool night air and brought comfort to everyone who had come out to celebrate the changing of the seasons and the continuation of life.

What festival would be complete without fun and games, though?

The fauns, along with the centaurs, had set up an archery range at the eastern end of the grounds, along with areas for knife throwing and a ring for wrestling with a minotaur. "Care to try your luck?" read the signs posted in that area for all who ventured that way. The northern end of the grounds, near the saltwater lake, was also bustling with activity with the ale drinking and Lembas bread eating contests. The rowdiness of the crowds, however, did not take away from the good-natured atmosphere of the food and drink area nearby where many people were seated upon soft grasses of the earth.

The contests did not interrupt the music and the dancing either, both of which were only a few feet away. The musical fauns, with their pipes and flutes and drums, played with fervor and enticed the attendees to dance and sing joyously. Their music permeated throughout the entire festival and many, especially children, were invited to play along with flutes and drums that were handed out as they arrived. Music was a central theme to many of the faun’s festive activities throughout the year, the autumn festival being no exception, as was the dancing and the feasting upon delicious foods and decadent drinks laid out across the grounds.

The southern part of the festival held the games geared toward the young or simply the young at heart. Barrels were available for those who wished to roll down hills, piles of leaves were created for those who wanted nothing more than to jump and play in them. Colored sparklers were handed out freely and there were even pegasus rides for anyone who wanted to soar through the skies. There were contests here as well, simple ones that had participants bobbing for apples and fruits and curious prizes, searching for toys in piles of hay, and even pinning horns on a wooden faun.

As fairies danced their way through the crowds to spread the joy of the festival, fireworks explode into the night sky. The magical light show added to the overall joyous atmosphere of the first festival in the safe haven of Elysium.

Who: Faye and... [Open!]
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Outside the Sweet Shop
What: Faye is wandering about. Being odd.

Vibrant, glassy blue eyes passed over the rows of candies and sweets as dainty feet, quiet as a mouse’s steps upon a wooden floor, led the fae through the aisles. Delicacies for the taste buds, rich atrocities for the heart. Little fingers glided over small wrapped baskets filled with treats. Mocha sticks. Irish cream flavored chocolate. Truffles. Almond clusters. Lemon meringue squares. Creamy vanilla centered sweets. Miniature tiramisu. Hazelnut caramel toffee bon bons. Mint chocolate bars.

Faye gazed at the devilish desserts with an odd dreamy look on her face. Elegantly wrapped lemon meringue squares captured her attention. Sour with the sweet. A tempting combination. Small fingers attached to a fine hand and a slender wrist reached out for the petite basket. “I think I will have this one,” she said slowly to herself, twisting the basket around. The paper crinkled and emitted little glints of reflected light.

Living in a world where she paid for nothing felt unusual. It felt like . . . her childhood before her human parents. The only rule here was ‘do not be greedy.’ Faye, with her little basket of lemon meringue-flavored chocolate squares, stepped quietly over to where she spotted the sweet shop workers making candy. Without a warning or announcement, she picked a handsome elf with long flowing brunette hair and kissed him upon the cheek. He may have been a teeny bit startled.

“Thank you,” Faye said with a smile, and she easily departed from the shop. As long as she paid for the candy in some way since it had been ingrained in her, Faye could walk out with the candy in her hand. Seeking out an open area full of flowers, the fae nimbly took a seat on the grass and began to peel the ribbon off her basket.