Soquili-Activities
Starts: Sunday, 10/28/18
Ends: Tuesday, 11/27/18 @ 11:59 PM EDT
Summer gives way to autumn. Autumn gives way to winter. Leaves tremble on the branch and fall, blanketing the land. You stand upon the precipice of change, where one move can be one step away from your ultimate destiny. Do you fight for the greater good? Do you fight the dragons and trolls so feared by the locals? Or do you dabble in dark magic and death to bring chaos to the lands afar. Are you a King? A Queen? Or an usurper who wants the throne for themselves? So many choices. So little time. Where do you—
"Oh! Excuse me! I didn't see you there!" The young and lithe figure smiles sheepishly in front of you. "What? Don't give me that look! I'm a storyteller—a bard, if you will. Words are my passion and melody is in my heart. You give me stories and I give them rhyme. You provide the drive and I'll sing about them to the skies, so all the gods can hear!"
You raise an eyebrow.
The figure rolls their eyes. "Okay, fine, it's just the locals who will hear your tales of triumph and glory. They're ready for you, you see. Stalls aplenty with food, accessories, and games. Take a peek around and see; I'm sure you'll have fun! Just be careful of the imps and watch your step around the knights and mercenaries: their swords are sharp,"—they hold up a foreleg with a band aid—"trust me. Don't touch them."
You step past them and make your way towards the sounds you hear ahead, a mixture of percussion and horn. Quite frankly, you're ready to be rid of this... crazy bard. The figure smiles and waves their tail excitedly.
"Have fun, my dear! Enjoy the ale! And remember, don't forget the best part: your costume!"
