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[AW] Feast of the Dead
(This post was last modified: 10-27-2020, 12:01 PM by Avocado. Edited 1 time in total.)
The Death Bringer soared throughout the heaven's until time tallied right -- she knew exactly what the mortal’s had been up to, and the loss of many only invigorated another cycle of rebirth. Well, to an extent, of course. Spirits, for one, were an honor to conceal. However, as for today, a festival like always was more than overdue. Appearing from the shadows in a harbour of darkness, convolution and raven feathers, Kulla’s talons therein gripped the mourning cries of a deadwood tree; its fear fed her as she ignored it nonetheless, a sense of eeriness draping over the avatar's existence like a cloak. Of course, bones would not decay as they scattered near and far, skeletal remains strewn across the barren wasteland, soiled in rot. Festering, decomposing. At the heart sat a crumbling monolith, its mausoleum of marble and stone weathered against the test of time; however, what creates the large resting place is a garish tomb of obscure stone, minced with obsidian through its cold exterior. She eyed it meticulously, for it was hers to call home. Kulla rather enjoyed the company of emptiness and shattered bones. Just for a while, the raven would instil that desire of happiness and yearning to those that felt loss, or knew someone that was no longer mortal; a cornucopia wove from the dust, blankets etched to offer comfort for those that wished to attend. Sown in violet colourations, their placement resided beneath the base of the monumental tree in dreary comfort, though it's the thought that counts, right? A table crafted into the atmosphere, various meats that were both cooked and uncooked laid out for those that ate it, including plentiful fruits and vegetables. Whatever a mortal desired, it would be there. However, Kulla also invested time into weaving a special treat, adding pumpkins, apple muffins, sweetened candy, and roasted pumpkin seeds in their own set of bowls. This would be enough for now – feathers worn, smoke entwining, the Death Bringer awakened the souls of those that do not normally cross back into the mortal realm after passing. At the arms of opening, the dead would walk among them once more, just for a little while. “Creatures of Yavania,” Words strung in cold, uncanny tones, reaching into the minds of every mortal, “Come, you have guests to see and a feast to attend.” It was a gesture that rang in low hums, plating a peace offering like she'd done every year. And then, the raven would slip into the shadows, leaving for all to enjoy. SUMMARY Until Oct 31st, Kulla is allowing the dead to visit the mortal realm in a ghost-like form called Spirits. They cannot interact physically with the living or use magic. Only creatures who have died in Yavania may come back as spirits. To see who those characters are, see the Births, Deaths, & Spirits page. They may post here OR make a thread elsewhere. To participate, make a thread marked with [FotD] in one of the Divine Lands. To post a dead character (if they're account is deleted), use your Player account and say in an OC note who you are posting with (unless you have a PS of your character with their name on it). If you do not have a Player account, one will need to be made to participate. Attending this thread will grant your character 4 AP. Apply for that AP here, with the Task filled out to say "Attended Feast of the Dead." Additionally, your character can also claim 4 AP here, with the Task filled out to say "Attend a Festival." She walks. | "She talks." |