Love-and-Loss Day
| Love-and-Loss Day | |
|---|---|
| Date | 2024-02-15 |
| Storyteller | indi |
| Tier | Trainee/Expert |
| Player Characters | Lucky, Melfyra, Taka, Pomba, Taru |
| Rewards | 200+50xp, Wand of Calm Emotions (Melfyra), Raiment Rune (Taru), Wand of Impart Empathy (Lucky), Lover's Gloves (Pomba), Maestro's Instrument (Lesser) (Taka) |
| Result | Success |
| Author | Unseelie |
| Downtime | 1 day |
Associates visit the revival of an old festival and discover the unfair treatment of an innocent trader.
Log
Melfyra and I, Tarina Autio, decided to visit the festivity known as "Love-and-Loss Day" hosted by Samara Slitherslime. There we also encountered our fellow associates Lucky, Takamono, and Pomba Bright-Eyed.
The festival is a lovely one. Hosted in a garden covered by a miraculous glass dome, we escaped the bitter winter chill and instead enjoyed what felt like a wonderful spring day. The tradition itself involved the telling of personal stories of love and loss in a group, sharing the feelings to ease one's mind, as well as making related wishes for the future. Apparently it originated in this very city, back in its heyday!
I will not repeat the stories I heard there, they are not mine to tell. Suffice to say that Samara was a wonderful host and all of us went home richer in mind, and, surprisingly, possessions. No, sadly I need to take this opportunity to bring an appeal to the Council:
At the very end of the festivities, after a fantastical display of illusions and multicoloured oozes, our host professed that she was in a hurry to leave, the guards had commanded her to not stay in the city beyond sundown. A peaceful trader and magnificent inventor forced to overnight outside the safety of our walls! And for what reason? None other than her vague resemblance to a medusa! Clearly they understood her appearance caused no direct danger, nothing beyond a mild, sweet taste in your mouth when you look upon her, otherwise she would not have been let in at all, yet they, the very men and women employed to ensure the safety of civilians, insisted she leaves!
Does our city not pride itself in taking in all who can cooperate for the good of its inhabitants? Many here would appear unusual to those not well travelled, yet show their kindness every day. My sister's best customer had the appearance of a gigantic lizard, and what did he buy? Toys for all the orphans of the city! An automaton, a machine made sapient and a person, certainly surprising to many, is a cleric of the Dawnflower, channelling her power every day to heal those around him! My own shadow has startled many not used to my kind while I protected them!
All of us are welcome here. Were welcome here, even before our deeds showed our use. And yet, this one woman is denied the opportunity to live here, purely for what she is?
Even then, even if she has to show her worth, has she not done so many times over? She has seen this city before the collapse, when its streets still bloomed with life. She has seen what these people lived like, what they built, heard what tales they told! And beyond her knowledge, if such insights into the past are not enough, there too are her inventions, both then and now. For the very festivity she invited the citizens of Onadbyr to, she developed a special ooze, capable of reaction to the emotions it is shown and responding with images of our pasts we yearned to see!
Tragically, she herself has long given up on convincing anyone to be given the same chance as everyone else, to be allowed to live here as long as her actions allow all to prosper. But should we, as citizens, as associates, not give her this chance? Will you, the council, stand against the prejudice in our city guard?
Signed,
Tarina Autio, Associate of the Round Table.