Hollyhock God
2015-11-07, 06:10 PM
You had a nightmare once, when you were a child. It haunted you at night, but like all such things it was quickly forgotten.
Quick! Don't let it get away!
There's a place where the Forgotten Things go, where origami lions stalk nightmare babies before they grow into true terrors. Between the haunted trees and beyond the swamp of Forbidden Desire, chase that childhood fright, don't lose it in the mists.
See the Golden Temple in the distance? Hear the songs and chants of mournful celebration? Smell the sickly sweet smell from the sacrificial flames wafting all the way here? Tonight is a very special night in Locus Axio, home of the varied and strange Powers who owe allegiance in one form or another to the First Among Wildlords.
For you see, the King of The Chancelfolk, in his gold and feathers, had ruled for fifty two years of peace and tranquillity. On old King Huatl's watch the sacrificial fires never hungered for hearts or souls, so diligent to the traditions was he. Needless to say, when his reign of five decades was finally at an end, and tradition demanded he give of his old and weathered body as his final sacrifice as King, Huatl had every intention of meeting those flames with dignity.
A new King would be selected, as they always had been, by the capricious whim of the Wildlord. Sometimes regal merchants, other times beggars on the Chancel streets. Everyone shows to the Grand Ceremony, secretly hoping they will be selected. Fifty two years is a long time, and by then, the fires will look inviting.
The Nobility of the Chancel had to attend as well. They were expected to speak kindly of the Old King, as well as showering the new one with gifts and blessings. Out doing each other with creative presents was the competing tradition so far.
The little nightmare from your childhood dances among the funereal smoke, licks it's lips at the sight of playing children, and wonders in awe and majesty what the Sovereign Powers of Axio were up to this very moment.
Welcome, the game is afoot.
For your first post I would like you to answer me these questions organically.
Who is your Noble and what do they look like (at least tonight, for the Coronation)? This is your character's introduction to the story, so you have to let us know who we are dealing with?
What normal routine of yours was interrupted by the Coronation? This will tell me what a normal day for you is like, and how you deal with the interruption.
Tell me something about how you and old King Huatl dealt with each other? Were you very familiar or very standoffish with the mortals of your Keep and their appointed ruler? Make up whatever you want, someone is going to die tonight, so tell us why your will remember him?
What gift do you intend to give the new king (once Axio chooses one)?
Quick! Don't let it get away!
There's a place where the Forgotten Things go, where origami lions stalk nightmare babies before they grow into true terrors. Between the haunted trees and beyond the swamp of Forbidden Desire, chase that childhood fright, don't lose it in the mists.
See the Golden Temple in the distance? Hear the songs and chants of mournful celebration? Smell the sickly sweet smell from the sacrificial flames wafting all the way here? Tonight is a very special night in Locus Axio, home of the varied and strange Powers who owe allegiance in one form or another to the First Among Wildlords.
For you see, the King of The Chancelfolk, in his gold and feathers, had ruled for fifty two years of peace and tranquillity. On old King Huatl's watch the sacrificial fires never hungered for hearts or souls, so diligent to the traditions was he. Needless to say, when his reign of five decades was finally at an end, and tradition demanded he give of his old and weathered body as his final sacrifice as King, Huatl had every intention of meeting those flames with dignity.
A new King would be selected, as they always had been, by the capricious whim of the Wildlord. Sometimes regal merchants, other times beggars on the Chancel streets. Everyone shows to the Grand Ceremony, secretly hoping they will be selected. Fifty two years is a long time, and by then, the fires will look inviting.
The Nobility of the Chancel had to attend as well. They were expected to speak kindly of the Old King, as well as showering the new one with gifts and blessings. Out doing each other with creative presents was the competing tradition so far.
The little nightmare from your childhood dances among the funereal smoke, licks it's lips at the sight of playing children, and wonders in awe and majesty what the Sovereign Powers of Axio were up to this very moment.
Welcome, the game is afoot.
For your first post I would like you to answer me these questions organically.
Who is your Noble and what do they look like (at least tonight, for the Coronation)? This is your character's introduction to the story, so you have to let us know who we are dealing with?
What normal routine of yours was interrupted by the Coronation? This will tell me what a normal day for you is like, and how you deal with the interruption.
Tell me something about how you and old King Huatl dealt with each other? Were you very familiar or very standoffish with the mortals of your Keep and their appointed ruler? Make up whatever you want, someone is going to die tonight, so tell us why your will remember him?
What gift do you intend to give the new king (once Axio chooses one)?