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WHO: Wilde, Emery, Johanna and two open starters
WHAT: Stuck in NCP until the snow clears enough for him to gtfo
WHEN: Early - Mid February
WHERE: Various
NOTES: Screaming goats - may update as needed


Winding down to the valley of lights )


For Emery )

For Johanna )
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WHO: Pippa & Emery, Agata, Lorne, Colin + you!
WHAT: The two wayward Wards return to Northcliff Pass to discover that everything is now horrible and on fire probably.
WHEN: Three or four days after this awful thing happens, and some lengthier and more amorphous period of time after this.
WHERE: The Ward household, around Northcliff Pass.
NOTES: For ease of RP (aka don't make me thread with myself), assume Pippa arrives home before Emery does. Discussion of physical violence and someone's near-miss with execution. Will include additional warnings as things come up.


someone ?? explain??? )
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Civil Blood



I. News from the West



The story of why gets twisted and distorted between its departure from the Crags and its arrival in Northcliff Pass, but the town criers maintain consistency on a few points: Althea of House Jessamy, Duchess of Black Rock, has at last thrown down the gauntlet against the Duke of Cliffside, and has called on her vassals to rally their bannermen. It seems there will be war within the borders of Maireglenne for the first time in a hundred years.

Given the state of the roads leading through the pass, it is understandable that the news is a few weeks’ stale by the time armed soldiers sporting Duke Galein’s colours march (or gallop, if they are astride a horse) past the village walls and garrison themselves on the festival grounds. Anyone objecting to this new arrangement is encouraged by the soldiers to bring their objections to the garrison commander (who, rumor has it, personally oversees the flogging of objectors himself).

Like it or not, the regiment is here to stay, at least until they receive orders instructing them otherwise. On the bright side, the soldiers did the hard work of clearing the pass for the season; travel between Northcliff Pass and the city of Cliffside just got a heck of a lot easier this winter.

II. Cold Snap



And it’s highly likely that those orders will be as delayed as the news, for the regiment has hardly been within the city walls a week before the temperatures plunge to dangerous lows. This is not the seasonal frigidity accompanied by blustery blizzards that encourage snowball fights and a bit of ice fishing down by Sands Creek, but a cold so biting and bitter that any prolonged period spent outside in it runs the very real risk of hypothermia and death. This is the kind of cold that leaves the air clean and clear, with nothing to impede the watery white light of the sun for the few hours it spends above the horizon each day before setting again; it cuts the lungs when inhaled and bites straight through to the bone. Many of the village’s poor are brought within the sturdy walls of the Town Hall and the chapel, because the alternative is finding them frozen solid in the streets.

The silver lining to this development is bare indeed; avoiding the cold means that, for a time at least, the village residents and soldiers are too preoccupied hunkering down to endure the cold to be at cross purposes.

III. A Howl in the Night



On the third night of the deep freeze, an animal’s piercing howl shatters the oppressive silence that has settled over the village.

It’s not a wolf’s howl; it is far too shrill and keening, and comes from a great distance away, that much is clear. The few villagers brave enough to risk exposure to the cold will find nothing of immediate danger within the city walls--but should they lift their eyes and look to the gossamer clouds near the summit of Gods’ Reach, they will glimpse the dark silhouette of a massive winged beast circling the mountaintop in search of a safe place to roost.

ethelmar: (welp)
[personal profile] ethelmar
WHO: Emery, Lance, Deron
WHAT: Some shit has happened, and it's time to talk about it.
WHEN: Shortly after the ghosts have dispersed but before the snow comes bucketing down.
WHERE: The Northcliff Pass constabulary
NOTES: None yet, will add as it becomes necessary.


something something )
ethelmar: (em | hands)
[personal profile] ethelmar
WHO: Kit, Emery, Pippa, Adhemar + various starters in the comments
WHAT: A catch-all for late July; my dudes get up to various bits of mischief.
WHEN: Now, unless otherwise specified.
WHERE: The village, the vicarage, etc.
NOTES: All starters to be posted in the comments. Content warnings to be added as needed. Gratuitous gif spam under the cut because I do what I want!!


so much power running through my veins )
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WHO: Emery Ward, Niabi, Lance, Deron
WHAT: The strange passage discovered in the mines last month has been bricked up. Given the amount of tension in the village, the magistrate wants to make sure there will be no more surprises--at least in the immediate future.
WHEN: Round about the same time the Shepherds roll up into town.
WHERE: The mines.
NOTES: Some spooky shit potentially.


everything is fine probably )
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Spring has arrived, at long last--at least, that’s what the calendar says. The temperatures are still prone to dipping below freezing at night, however, and so it isn’t yet safe for farmers to begin planting for the growing season. Still, the days are visibly longer and brighter now, the sunlight warm when it hits your skin. Winter has been shown the door, thank the gods.


1. 𝕾𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖋𝖊𝖘𝖙, 1312

ɪ. ꜱᴜɴʀɪꜱᴇ

Springfest begins in the hours before dawn on the day of the vernal equinox. Though the festival grounds aren’t bustling with activity yet, the village itself is drowsily awake to watch the sunrise as it crests from the east beyond Gods’ Reach. It is a village tradition for everyone to come outside, no matter the weather, to watch the sunrise on Springfest. Whether done with friends, family, sweethearts, or that creepy neighbour who always happens to be outside at the same time you are, you’re bound to have company while partaking in this village tradition.


ɪɪ. ʟᴀᴜᴅꜱ

While ordinarily held just after dawn in the church chapel, today the lauds are held on the festival grounds. Brilliantly embroidered banners depicting religious iconography--of the Earth’s bounty, of nature, and of the Earth’s blessed saints--hang from trees and posts, billowing in the gentle spring breeze; a southern wind that lacks the frigid bite from the north. From a raised wooden dais at one end of the festival grounds stands a modest pulpit, and it is from there that the village vicar delivers the service, and rests the ritual sacrifice upon a central pyre.

The service concludes with several torch bearers coming forth to light the pyre--and as soon as the flames take and roar to life, the celebrations begin in earnest.


ɪɪɪ. ᴩᴀʀᴛy ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ’ꜱ 1299

Do you like arts and crafts? Games? Dancing? Drinking? Eating good food and playing footsie with your crush underneath a makeshift banquet table? This is definitely the event for you. While it’s a little early in the season to be making flower crowns, an enterprising enough individual can still make it work with a few seasonal crocuses, bits of ribbon, and twigs. Couple that with temporary ink-stained face and body tattoos of scriptural scenes or the saints’ symbols, and you’re ready to dance like a boss around the bonfire.

For party-goers with two left feet but who still want to partake in some physical activity, there’s a ball-game of a sort taking place further down the festival grounds, where the rules seem dubious at best but it’s a guaranteed fact that to score a goal, you’ve got to slip past two defenders wielding actual swords beforehand. (The swords are blunted. Don’t worry, this isn’t 1002, no one is actually going to take one for the team anymore.)

Later into the afternoon and the evening the feasting and drinking begins in earnest, and will continue late into the evening. In fact, partying continues more or less uninterrupted for the entire first week of the month, with people pausing only to eat, and sleep, and (hopefully) freshen up a bit.

(OOC: Springfest takes place between April 1st and April 7th. Forward or backdate your top-levels and logs as needed.)


ɪᴠ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀꜱᴛɪɴɢ

All good things must come to an end, and eventually you’ve got to stop that hedonistic partying binge you’ve been on for the past week and accept the hangover that the gods have prepared for you. Decorations must be taken down, ramshackle and hastily assembled vendor stalls must be removed or replaced back to their original locations, the festival grounds must be cleaned up, and ritually cleansed yet again--and once this process has at last concluded, the fasting begins.

The gods will have their due, after all. As they deliver great abundance, so too can they take it away. The week following Springfest is known as the Fasting, and during that time the faithful drink only water from dawn until dusk, and then eat only what they must to maintain their strength. There are additional services at the chapel during this time, where the homilies are devoted to the capriciousness of the gods, and reverence for their wrath.

At the conclusion of the Fasting, doubtless everyone is ready for life to get back to normal.

(OOC: The Fasting takes place between April 8th and 14th. Forward or backdate your top-levels and logs as needed.)


2. 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖓 𝕴𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖞

News from Northcliff reaches the village that some of the families of the Profane executed there arrived during the Fasting to collect their remains. With patience strained and bellies aching from hunger, it was inevitable that something would go wrong, given the circumstances. Evidently a fight broke out between some of the family members of the executed and the city guard; one of the executed could not possibly have been Profane, they assert, and the demand for justice heightens tempers and tension.

It is the business of the city guard and judiciary to settle matters with the family, but it is the responsibility of the Shepherds to ensure that there are no more rogue Profane prowling the area seeking refuge.

And on a cold, miserably rainy night the week after the Fasting concludes, two Shepherds arrive in Northcliff Pass.

---

(OOC note: the Shepherds--a man and a woman wearing the utilitarian cassocks of their rank and the church--aren’t available for threading, but they can be seen throughout the village together, quietly observing and yet never interacting with the villagers. In the evenings they return to the Hammer and Spoke for a quiet meal before retiring to their separate rooms each night.

They hold themselves intentionally apart from the rest of the village--and more unsettlingly, it does not appear as though they have imminent plans to depart.)
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[personal profile] infinitewatch
WHO: Captain Lance and any intrepid souls that wish to come along
WHAT: the mine's still being weird, let's deal with it
WHEN: mid-March
WHERE: The Northcliff Mine
NOTES: potential for spooky scaries


Left largely unexplored for obvious reasons after the avalanche, the mine has mostly returned to normal and its miners have come back to work. It had been so early in the morning that none had been present when the cave-in (or whatever it was) occurred, and all are accounted for: however, there are reports of voices from the depths, calling for help.
Several cursory investigations by the miners themselves have yielded no results, and now many are refusing to go back into the tunnels until the issue is resolved.

Captain Lance, growing tired of the reports, has decided to form an exploration party to uncover whomever is trapped. It's late morning when he traipses grimly to the mine's entrance, holding a torch in one hand and the pommel of his sword in the other.
He's of the mind they should've blocked the damn thing off years ago, but livelihoods are at stake.

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