Jancis

What about having waves of admirers to fend off? Tiers to reach... something...

If you allow your cat up on tables and whatnot, this idea might not work. Typically have a small live tree for Christmas that is sold at the Grocery store, has its own stand and everything already screwed in. Put that up on a table and decorate it. I guess it becomes a half tree at that point but with the small table with a nice table cloth underneath it's gives the feel of a full tree and you can jam tons of presents underneath. Except all of my ribbons are always chewed up because the kitties get to them. Eh... better than the ornaments.

[align=center]"Lady Ciel, please bless these pilgrims with a song after such a riveting tale."[/align] [align=center]"It would be my joy, though I fear my song could not compare to such a wonderful tale, and all of the actors involved."[/align] [align=center]Ciel Wulfe bows to the crowd to much applause. [/align] [align=center]"Before I begin, I wish to remind everyone that the Matron, blessed Nophica, is not just about life and crops but healing as well. She is about renewal of all things and reclaiming what has been broken, and this can be said for the body, spirit, and the heart."[/align] [align=center]1PgoUV6DHwg [/align] [align=center]Ciel Wulfe begins by lifting her voice, bright and clear on the breeze.[/align] [align=center]♪ Let me lie on grass as green... on the Matron's grace I lean~ ♪ [/align] [align=center]♪ Let me lie on grass as green... on the Matron's grace I lean~ ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Under burning sun... through my veins she runs. ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Let me breathe the forest air... 'it's the life force that we all share~ ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Feel my burning tears~ ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Heal me through as I lie here with you - heal me through~ ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Let me sleep and keep me close... ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Heal me through as I lie here with you - heal me through~ ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Let me sleep and keep me close... ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Let me lie on grass as green... on the Matron's grace I lean~ ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Under burning sun... through my veins she runs. ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Heal me through as I lie here with you - heal me through~ ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Let me sleep and keep me close... ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Heal me through as I lie here with you - heal me through~ ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Let me sleep and keep me close... ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Under burning sun... through my veins she runs~ ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Her and I are one... ♪ [/align] [align=center]Ciel Wulfe finishes the song with a sweeping bow. The pilgrims fill the valley with applause and cheering. "Lovely~" "Thank you."[/align]

The air had an extra bite than the typical one in Coerthas that evening. Jancis looked down the high slope she was on, overlooking the Observatorium, as the others checked the snow. It was stable enough, the shelf keeping its grip. It was her and four others, her assignment to cover any injuries and support supplies. With all the troubles back in the Coral's house, her concerns with Iron Sea and L'aenoh, the nonsense with Darke and the impostor posing as him, she had been travelling back and forth for suns. They were all weary from the long day, at least it was the last day of this expedition. Many spruce logs were harvested from in careful calculated spots. Some the entire tree, some of the heavier branches. But Halone's furious howl came from the Nail as the winds picked up. Suddenly, in the wind, a chunk of the debris from Dalamund broke free, slamming down on the hillside above. Trees snapped and broke, leaving splintered branches about and made the snow shudder. Then it rumbled, and seconds later it was moving. The team was already moving, two up higher than the rest getting carried away in the snow, hanging onto branches and paddling their arms, digging like a swimmer with the current. "Avalanche!" Jancis and the other two were not so lucky, caught in the curve of the snow and pushed back against the rocks. Pulling themselves up together to the top of the snow, the other side started to give in, threatening to push them back underneath. Calling out to the elements, a large pillar of stone came up, making a ramp for the snow to tumble across while the three hid underneath the makeshift shelter. Concentrating, the others held the conjurer firm with locked arms, bracing one another as she braced the snow back. Eventually the rumbling stopped. And they were trapped in the snow.

Thank you, Roen. Don't want anyone making cracks about my goodness.

!! :blush: Very cheesey!

I also only got one shot. Thanks to all who let a curious hyur enjoy in the festivities. [align=center][/align]

[align=center]"Master Ojune, if you would please delight us in a story?"[/align] [align=center]Ojune Wajune walked up to the center of the stage, a developed limp evident, and bowed to the pilgrims. [/align] [align=center]"Greetings and welcome fellow pilgrims! I do indeed have a story called the Horn of Plenty."[/align] [align=center]"But I'll need some volunteers to help me in the telling! Do I have any volunteers? I need three!”[/align] [align=center]"Don't be shy! Come on up if you'd like!"[/align] [align=center]Oscare Iono rises up, dusting off some dirt and raises a hand.[/align] [align=center]Ciel Wulfe beams with delight at Oscare, Queen Frejyalen claps and Ojune Wajune cheers Oscare on![/align] [align=center]Ojune asks "Two more?"[/align] [align=center]Xenedra Ambreaus speaks up "I'll help if you get no one else."[/align] [align=center]Ojune nods to Xenedra.[/align] [align=center]Coraliza Velia smiled softly as she stepped forward. "I'll help. Why not."[/align] [align=center]Finecia Hawke raises her hand tentatively. "I wil.." then silences herself relieved that others volunteered before her.[/align] [align=center]"Now, I'll be giving each of you a part to play. There will be pauses throughout and you're highly encouraged to act out the story as we go along.”[/align] [align=center]Ojune beams with delight at Xenedra. "You shall play the part of the adventurous Henana Hena." He passes up a toy bow and wooden sword.[/align] [align=center]Xenedra shoulders the bow and holds the sword at the ready. "Ha~"[/align] [align=center]Ojune points at Coraliza "You shall play the part of the beautiful Priestess Bountina" Coraliza looks at Ojune in shock as he passes over a circlet with a symbol of Nophica.[/align] [align=center]Ojune looks up at Oscare "And you my wonderfully tall fellow shall play the part of the Black Morbol." Ojune passes over a couple of tentacly pompoms as Oscare deadpans, kneeling over to take the items. Xenedra snickers and Ciel hides a smirk behind her hand. [/align] And so, the story began... [align=center]All right! Let us begin. Our story starts with the intrepid adventurer Henana Hena. A confident young woman with lavish locks and copious amounts of charm. A bow and quiver hung on her back and a short sword swung gayly at her hip with each stride she traversed the wilds of the Black Shroud. [/align] [align=center]Xenedra strides bravely across the stage, sword aloft! [/align] [align=center]That was when she happened across a young settlement some three suns out of Gridania. This settlement wasn't marked on any of the older drawn maps lady Henana carried, so new it was. But she could tell it had been around a couple cycles at least and seemed a beautiful place to settle. The townsfolk, however, milled around sadly. "Why do you drag your feet and mill sadly about this a-bounding-ly beautiful spring morn?" asked Henana.[/align] [align=center]Queen Frejyalen eyes the display ahead, with great interest. She observes them, knowing she will need to record it later.[/align] [align=center]To which the townsfolk replied, "Look closely about, lady! What do you find missing in this seemingly green land of plenty?" [/align] [align=center]Henana did as she was bid, looking about the village once again before she noticed it. Between healthy shrubs and trees , for it is the style in the Shroud to plant and nurture their crops with the surrounding plants and trees, the land was cleared and bare. "Ah... I see. Where are your crops good farmers? Surely they should have started to sprout by now." [/align] [align=center]"Should have indeed!" the farmers replied. "Come speak with the priestess to learn of our sad tale." And so Henana found herself at a humble temple at the edge of the town, surrounded by signs of Nophica. She wasn't too thrilled at being paraded around at the whims of the townsfolk. But they were obviously desperate. "Priestess!" They called, "The one from the seers vision is here! The adventurer to save us!"[/align] [align=center]Coraliza came out to examine the adventurer.[/align] [align=center]Her attitude did change a bit when she saw the priestess herself, Bountina she'd been called by the townsfolk. A tall beauty with hair the colour of rich dark earth and skin kissed a golden wheat by the sun. Henana figured she'd at least hear out their plea. "Priestess, why do you and the town you tend seem so sad? What has happened to your crops? Has the soil turned even while there is still so much green growing?"[/align] [align=center]Coraliza gazes upon Xenedra in deep reflection.[/align] [align=center]Oscare slowly creep and strafes himself into the distance, pacing about for a dramatic background effect.[/align] [align=center]The priestess spoke gravely and her voice trembled slightly with emotion, "It is not the crops or the soil that troubles us, lady. It is the fact that our seeds were stolen. We were blessed with one of the Horns of Plenty! That is until the Black Morbol stole it away to endlessly fill it's gullet with the seeds the horn provides. Without those seeds, we shall surely starve come this winter. And Gridiania will feel the shortage as well." [/align] [align=center]Coraliza grovels shamelessly before Xenedra as she gazed upon the priestess in deep reflection.[/align] [align=center]Henana could hardly turn a beautiful woman down even when they -weren't- next to tears. And she'd dealt with Morbol before... usually by sneaking to get -around- them but still. She had to try! Plus she'd never been in a prophecy before. That was surely something to live up to. "Fair Bountina! Just tell me where this beast lives and what this Horn of Plenty is and I shall retrieve it for you." [/align] [align=center]The priestess smiles and it melts Henana’s heart. “The Horn of Plenty is a hollow ram’s horn that’s been blessed by Nophica herself. Tip it on it’s side and it spills an endless variety and quantity of seeds. All ready to plan and always produces healthy seedlings. The Black Morbol undoubtedly took it in an attempt to sate it’s endless appetite. If you follow the stream south to where it connects to the river, you’ll find his sodden lair.” [/align] [align=center]With that the noble adventurer knelt to receive a blessing for the priestess and was sent off with the hope and well wishes of all the townsfolk.[/align] [align=center]Oscare makes a scary face, trampling about the field and creating destruction.[/align] [align=center]It was about a four bell journey to find the place where the stream met the river. The river flowed through the area wide and slow and the dense vegetation that grew slowed the river even further, making it almost like a marsh. Henana could smell the morbol before she could see it and after a short climb up a tree there it was. [/align] [align=center]The Black Morbol was an immense beast of writhing tentacles and it was indeed as black as a spriggan. Only perhaps more closely a shaved and greased spriggan. One of said tentacles held the small horn and it would every so often tip back the relic to let a stream of seeds into its maw to grind and swallow as it luxuriated in the slow moving waters.[/align] [align=center]Xenedra waves a hand in front of her nose and Coraliza stares at Xenedra in fear. Nathan Telluride comments, "Tentacles, again? That's the third..." He coughs. Coatleque Crofte gasps in feigned horror.[/align] [align=center]Henana could tell immediately that she needed to get it away from the water and the densest of the vegetation if she was to even stand a chance. From her vantage she could tell that the small space she’d just come from was the best spot. [/align] [align=center]From her pack she unrolled a length of rope and secured it to the branch next to her in order to speed her descent from the tree after she got the beasts attention. Once done she notched an arrow and infused it with a fiery aether and lets it fly straight at the belly of the beast.[/align] [align=center]Xenedra mimes rolling and securing the rope to an invis-a-tree.[/align] [align=center]The flaming arrow struck true and the great beast let out a loud and furious roar, thrashing it’s tentacles about blindly as it tries to orient where the attack came from. It soon figured it out as two more arrows slammed into it. Another roar and it’s full tentacles ahead in the direction of the brave lady Henana.[/align] [align=center]Xenedra climbs down the rope and..is met with applause from the pilgrims. Oscare curls a fist and punches his gut with it, forcing himself to cower over! Oscare roars at the top of his lungs to accompany it![/align] [align=center]Henana was able to fire off one more arrow before the great beasts charge forced her to abandon her tree. Just as she touched ground and started to run to try and keep some distance she felt the beast’s great bulk slam into the tree as it crashed into the small clearing. Henana drew her sword.[/align] [align=center]Xenedra brandishes the little toy sword menacingly..ish. Frejyalen jumps slightly, the roar an unexpected addition to the performance.[/align] [align=center]The battle between the two raged in that clearing for some time. Henana barely managing to fend off all the tentacles that assaulted them from all sides and remain ungrappled. Both starting to tire and weaken as time ran on. Thinking the battle lost as she tired Henana started to despair.[/align] [align=center]Oscare rushes at Xenedra, roaring at her again! His deep voice gave it a threatining sort of imaginary echo. The crowd gasped in shock, Xenedra the brave heroine staggering before the mighty man morbol.[/align] [align=center]Until she noticed the tree. The first one that she’d climbed and the one that had taken quite the beating as the battle had raged. It had taken quite a beating and seemed ready to snap. So with one final show of strength and skill she managed to maneuver the beast next to the tree and in it’s trashing the tree felt another solid blow. [/align] [align=center]The tree rocked and groaned and Henana thought all was lost when it seemed like it would tip in the opposite direction she needed it to. [/align] [align=center]But then rejoiced as the trunk swayed back and gave way, crashing on the giant beasts head. While it was dazed She struck the final blow and all became still.[/align] [align=center]Xenedra pokes Oscare with the sword. It's a convincing poke, but still just a poke. Oscare doubles over, a large thud due to his weight could be heard from even the back of the crowd and Oscare put on his best monster groan of defeat. "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrghnnnnnnn..."[/align] [align=center]Jancis Milburga laughs, "Take a knee, Sir Iono." Oscare kneels over upon Jancis' request immediately, much to the delighted laughter of the pilgrims, all applauding his efforts. [/align] [align=center]Such a racket they’d made that even the insects had gone silent but slowly the birds and the bugs started to call again in the gathering twilight. Exhausted, Henana staggered to her feet and started to look around for the Horn of Plenty. [/align] [align=center]After a bit of searching she finally discovered it. Shattered in two the horn sat atop a massive pile of seeds and under a limp tentacle. Then she despaired, kneeling by the broken relic for some time before emptying her own pack and starting to scoop as many of the mixed variety of seeds as she could into it and placed the shattered remains on top. With a heavy heart she trudged back towards the settlement.[/align] [align=center]Xenedra kneels and picks through some of the grass, uncovering the artifact![/align] [align=center]Upon Henana’s return there was a mighty cheer from the townsfolk. Some had packs and looked about to set out, looking for their hero after the terrible noise of the battle had died down. So overjoyed and sure that their hero had brought back the needed horn they failed to notice Henana’s lack of cheer. [/align] [align=center]Oscare is the least menancing raid boss as he keeps his knee. I hope you got the loot you wanted. Pilgrims shouted out, supporting Xenedra even as she slumped in defeat. Leanne Delphium doesn't see any shirts.[/align] [align=center]But the priestess was more observant as she greeted their hero warmly, “You return! Hale and whole. But what grieves you, precious sister?” [/align] [align=center]It was then that Henana set her pack on the ground and opened it, the broken shards of the horn plain for all to see. And the townsfolk grieved with heavy hearts the loss of their treasured relic. [/align] [align=center]Yet again it was the priestess that observed the golden gleam of the seeds behind the broken horn and she smiled warmly. Her tone kind and full of mirth, “Do not grieve for what has been lost. You have still brought us life and exactly what we needed most.” She scooped a handfull of seeds to show around the gathering. [/align] [align=center]“Nophica still blesses us with her bounty! No more weeping or sorrow for we will survive this winter and can collect seeds come this harvest. The children of her divine seeds will be just as strong as the mother plant. Rejoice for we -have- been saved!” She turns back to Henana amid the happy cries and cheers of the townsfolk. [/align] [align=center]“I bid you to stay. Rest and heal here with us our brave savior. Come weeks end we’ll have planted and will host a generous feast in your honor.” She then stooped to press a kiss to Henana’s forehead. [/align] [align=center]Oscare grumbles again, mentioning something about he would've had it all if it weren't for that meddling adventurer. Coraliza blows Xenedra a kiss; making the woman blush.[/align] [align=center]Henana started to smile broadly as she listened to priestess Bountina speak. Forgetting all hurts and grief as her spirits lifted at the words and the gathered crowds cheers. “Of course I shall stay!” And they rest is, as they say, history. [/align] [align=center]The story over, Ojune walked up to the front of the stage. "Come take a bow, performers! Thank you for participating."[/align] Jancis chimed in "Fantastic! Thank you Master Ojune and thank you to our wonderful actors!" and was echoed by many "Thank you for your tale~"

The weekend should make for a nice light introduction. I have a whimsical story all lined up to share! Anyone who is under level 14 can only get to La Noscea via a FC house teleport to the Mist, otherwise the ferry system is locked until the air ships are done in the story quest. If your character needs an IC interactive reason to come, shoot Oscare a PM and I'll happily help out with that.

I think I've been a person standing in the crowd at some of those events before on LotRO.:blush: That music system was sure fun. While I don't have any linkshell space at this time I think it is a great idea to gather like-minded people for event creation. The great thing about story telling is there's a plan of action. I'll spread the word around my circles that don't check the RPC.

Album with images, all seventy-something of them... http://imgur.com/a/1Anlb If anyone wants screenshots of themselves without the funky filters I put on them, please let me know I'll gladly send them along. Couple highlights:

[align=center]"In these colder months, we find rest to the land and reflection in ourselves to see what we have sown. I am honored to announce some people who have written songs and stories to put those feelings and experiences into words. That we might remember Nophica."[/align] Jancis motioned up to the highest tier of the natural stage, there stood prepared for performance Master Bard Nathan Telluride and the Lady Coraliza Velia. [align=center][/align] [align=center]"A few words to set the mood before the lady and I begin...."[/align] [align=center]Nathan Telluride bows at the waist, and readies his lute. Coraliza Velia smiled softly as she brought her harp into position.[/align] [align=center]"Nophica is not just a goddess of Autumn. She brings to fruition the care and energy of the spring, and her harvests are not just the grains, but the people...[/align] [align=center]"...and so Coraliza and I sing of the greater harvest - souls that meet in spring and find their harvests of joy come the clearing of the fields." [/align] [align=center]Tuning the lute, Nathan begins to strum a rolling melody. Coraliza follows his cue, her fingers plucking gently at the strings of her harp.[/align] [align=center][/align] [align=center]♪ Do you think of me when the sunset shines, upon the fields of amber? ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Will you speak my name, as the Harvest Moon falls upon the waves of grain? ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Will you walk the rows, step between the stalks, within the fields of amber? ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Will you catch me then, when my hair comes down among the waves of grain? ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Will you wait for me under falling leaves, among the fields of amber? ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Will you join me there, under autumn sky for a walk in waves of grain? ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Feel the evening wind carrying the clouds above the fields of amber? Feel the pulses rise, at the moment eyes meet in the waves of grain? ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Never make a promise that cannot be kept lest more than themselves be broken; But let summer fade, and winter wait while we walk through fields of amber, while we walk through fields of grain. ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Many moons will pass once the harvest ends, that clear the fields of amber; there will children run, and the elders gaze, over what were fields of grain. ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Yet remember then that autumn wind even when the fields are empty; what we gathered then, under setting sun, out among the fields of grain. ♪[/align] [align=center]♪ Out among the fields of grain. ♪ ♪ Out among the fields of grain. ♪[/align] [align=center]la69CPRkpr8 [/align] [align=center]Both bow to one another, then to the pilgrims, greeted by applause and putting a pleasant warm mood to the whole crowd.[/align]

Your story at the end was so lovely and sweet, I love how all the stories had their own tone and viewpoint. I started out the IC story thread. http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=9047 I'm still in the process of editing the screenshots so the start is a bit slow and mostly text. I'll try to finish off the images tonight so I can get posts up faster than last time. :blush:

[align=center]It was a warm day in Gridania. Extra booths were open and people carrying apples and hot foods on sticks walked about, greeting and treating the pilgrims with the best the city had to offer. At the entrance to the Conjurers' Guild, the pilgrims gathered up, looking up to the Matron's stone above the Stillglade Fane.[/align] [align=center]A hand bell rings out in the glade at Nophica's Stone.[/align] [align=center]"Pilgrims, it is with great honor on behalf of the devote of Nophica to welcome you to this sacred place. The Conjurers' Guild and Gridania greet all of you pilgrims with open arms to celebrate this jovial season."[/align] [align=center] [/align] [align=center]"As we have all come here for, Nophica represents the earth, the harvest we sow and then reap, here together we reap the benefits and the celebration of that time together. If you will all please join me in facing Nophica's stone above the tree stump."[/align] [align=center]"And let us show that jovial nature at the sight of Nophica's stone. We dance for our own harvest, we dance for our bounty, and we dance for all that has nourished our lives."[/align] [align=center]The pilgrims kept a semi-circle around the glade, all of them side-stepping and dancing jovially. Conjurers smiled, some joined in to the festivities and on-lookers all caught in the festive nature and tone. As they danced, people sang the hymn of Nophica.[/align] [align=center]♪ Sun's sweet smile and wind's cool breath, Both of these I send thee, To ripe thy fruit and spread thy seed, And nourish those that tend thee. ♪[/align] [align=center] [/align] [align=center] [/align] [align=center] [/align] [align=center]♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪ [/align] [align=center]The dance drifted off with the song and the pilgrims gathered up, bidding their blessings to the stone as they walked on together to celebrate. The hand-bell rang in front of the procession.[/align] [align=center]"Before the reward there must be labor. You plant before you harvest. You sow in tears before you reap joy."[/align] [align=center][/align] [align=center]"We must give more in order to get more. It is the generous giving of ourselves that produces the generous harvest."[/align] [align=center]Upon the valley by the Botanist Guild the pilgrims stopped. The field had been tilled and raked of debris. Only bushes and flower patches remained, well suited for sitting in. Some brought blankets, some decided to find clear patches of grass to not disturb the flora. The escorting guards ushered people closer, keeping a watchful eye on the peaceful gathering.[/align] [align=center]As the pilgrims settled, Jancis graciously welcomed them on behalf of the priests of Nophica and the padjal, happy to host such a pilgrimage for their Guardian and Matron.[/align]

I guess that means Jancis didn't get a hug. Ho hum... I think the reluctant way to go is more interactive. And it makes his moments of combat more bravery and engaging. The whole ice aether idea: it sounds like an interesting magical quirk to me that you can develop on. Story arcs! - He can try to find out more about the art of controlling it from other magi types in Ul'dah especially considering the guild there. - The side effects, icing over, of his control can show if he's under a lot of stress and has to stop focusing on it: upset, overly distracted, sleeping. That way it's not something that comes up in every role play encounter and Aaron isn't more focused on dealing with himself than interacting with others. - The ice can be beneficial in certain ways such as in combat at some point? I don't mean so much as in PvP type RP, but against monsters where there's more leeway to be buff. Icing over his blade, causing the ground to become slippery, using it as a semi kind of stoneskin. Otherwise I think you also need to develop a couple more beneficial points about Aaron to balance out these flaws. What are his strong points? What are his hobbies and skills and likes that pull out of this scare of death and making a big show of strength. - He did have a puppy before (aww) so does he get along with animals well and dreams of being some kind of trainer or doing animal husbandry? - He's obviously strong enough to pack mule around swords so he might have some kind of quirk to always help out or reluctantly help lift things. *shrug* I'm at work so feh I'm distracted. - Other talents outside of swordsmanship (even if he is 'average') Otherwise what you have I think is a strong start. Except the whole no hug thing.

I saw you lingering in the back! I think I got a picture.. not sure. I have 60+ pages of dialogue! The stories were AMAZING! :lol::lol::lol: Huge thank yous to Jaques, Xenedra, Eva, Telluride & Coraliza, Leanne, Ciel, Chuta, Reinette, Coatleque, and Z'enath as well as everyone who was able to come for any chunk of time. The interactive play story was fantastic and was so funny and cute at the same time a heart warming story. The music was wonderful with real songs to hear and experience with. The duet was lovely and there was an original song too which was so sweet. The stories were all unique and different and hit on many tones which was perfect, also the rain was even on cue so I think a DM was watching. hehehe People hung around for hours afterwards too I was just floored so thank you for that. I will have pictures and logs up as soon as I can get to them.

Reminder for the pilgrimage: Might want to have the Harvest Dance Emote for it. It is unlocked with this quest: http://ffxiv.gamerescape.com/wiki/Saw_That_One_Coming Any low level people from Ul'dah who need a ride to Gridania need to tell me well in advance before the event for a ride up to the Shroud. Low level (14 and under) in Limsa are kind of stuck unless they can join a FC that has a house in Lavender Beds. Screenshots and logs will be taken of the event in intervals so if I'm quiet and not responding, I apologize. :blush: There could be anticipation that the server attacks might happen on the weekend, but we'll definitely make due as best as possible should they hit during the event. Push comes to shove our main goal is to have the performances happen, even if the follow-up role play has to scrapped. So excited :lol:

Yes everyone is welcome to invite their friends and spread the word. Jancis has sent letters to everyone she knows about it. I put out an IC connection that people can also use if someone doesn't outright tell them. http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=5431&pid=122805#pid122805 OOC - A few people have asked for some IC reasons to know about the pilgrimage. So I'm setting up a bit of a scene that people can see and hear about the Nophica event this Saturday. This is up to free-form so whatever brings your character brings them! Cowls are also available for the quiet listeners. Performers: Asked by friends or the priests of Nophica to speak on behalf of the Matron. Pilgrims: Heard it from the local elders, priests, and merchants talking about the pilgrimage. Saw pilgrims along the road or new faces around their common houses and strikes up a conversation to find out. Small maps and Hymns of Nophica are passed out on small slips of parchment. Anyone who wants to be a Guard or Dancer: A priest of Nophica can ask for volunteers and helpers. If anyone wants to speak to a Pilgrim IC can contact me. There is a pilgrim in each city and Jancis is also available to ask people to come along. I'll do as many personal invitations as are requested, but it's difficult to outreach to everyone in their preferred style of learning.

Be so happy to see Otto there! :lol: I hope everyone enjoys stories and blessings of abundance. I've had a sneak peek at many of the presentations that's going to happen and it's pretty sweet. So excited!! :lol::lol::lol: This is a little off-topic, but I heard on the news a bizarre story about a different kind of pilgrimage that happens in real life. Thought you'd appreciate it, Otto and harem attendees. http://www.ibtimes.com/sex-mountain-becomes-lucrative-pilgrimage-site-indonesia-1726179 It's a news article. Nothing fancy. Jancis has sent letters to everyone she knows about it. I will not be around this evening, but I'll check the forums as I can later tonight! If you missed the pilgrims I'm sorry. I can do something early Saturday until about a hour before the event if anyone needs. It's tomorrow... no pressure... I'm okay... no really.

Hello! Skimming your wiki it looks nice with a good base of quirks and background to work off of. Best way to break into role play is to simply say hello. I honestly liked to hit some gathering points or events and listen at first then I got a feel for how people interact. Don't feel like you're not allowed to stand nearby and listen to people, you might even get pulled in. Okay this sounds like a plug and so it is! Considering you're in Europe and your character is from Gridania, there is an event this Saturday (tomorrow) evening for you that regards one of the Twelve gods that your character could meet people at. Yes I'm hosting the event... but the pieces fell into place. Otherwise there's other players from Europe. There's a tavern night on Thursdays with KinRP that have theme to their gatherings you can find on the Calendar here. There's also a European specific linkshell that helps coordinate and meet other role players on top of the board and other theme and location specific linkshells to get involved with. Welcome aboard!

And as chairs when they're sitting. They have chair-like knees. What you could do is a little creative housing stuff. Find something like a half partition that's about the height of Dogberry's shoulder, stick a chair inside that object, then /sit. Should be able to get a fun illusion. Not in a water spot, but... can always cut it out and paste in a background.

The bar area was nice with little talking areas spread out from each other. Should make for a fun time. Please get some screenshots of all the lovely dresses!

At the end of the day, what puts food on the table, what the customer wants. Even though numbers aren't the whole truth, they don't lie. Though it's fun to try to think up biological reasons and whatnot for the sake of imagination, in the end aesthetic appeal is a large selling point for the game in environment and models. Case in point. Lalalalala - just snagged it from lodestone

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Welcome Baby Buttercup! A new addition in the Santa Barbara Zoo http://www.sbzoo.org/animals/baby-buttercup/