1st Annual Halloween Block Party!

[iam_senpai]

Perhaps it's the leaves of fiery golds and oranges drifting on the breeze, or the sight of various hard squash being mangled into festive ornaments, or even still the bowls of candy left out simply everywhere in the Nexus that signifies the import of today. Regardless of when you take heed, Halloween has come to the Nexus.

Neat little handmade signs and fliers of all kinds lead to a particularly festive sectioned off block with the Crossroads Cafe at the center. The brick building has more than its fair share of decorations hung from every available windowsill and door. Hanging skeletons, jolly Jack-O-Lanterns, orange and black streamers cascading down and blowing to and fro in the crisp breeze.

The doors are propped open just waiting to beckon you inside. What are you waiting for?

((See the OOC post if you have any questions! Backtagging and threadhopping are fine. Come on in and have a blast :D ))



Coats and Costumes
The Cafe
Bonfire
Dance Floor
Haunted House
Side Halls and Storage

Comments

[drehnifusbahi]

He knows they haven't discussed it much - but he'd be very surprised if he was her only source of information on it.

"Mainly the weather. At any other time of year, it would be a fairly short and straightforward voyage, but between the storms and the sea ice..."

[red_room]

"Mm. No one but the craziest, most desperate fishermen are out, I take it."

Yeah, she'll take a pass on that ride, thanks. That's a fast trip to seasickness city, population: you. Nothing worse than trying to work when you're fighting to stay upright.

"At least you've got this place to keep you busy through the winter. It's a nice distraction."

[drehnifusbahi]

"Right in one. And even then, they don't generally want to stay out in it longer than they absolutely must."

That's one of the main reasons he hasn't pushed any of the sailors he's discussed it with particularly hard. That, and even after having had three years to acclimate to them, he's still not a big fan of Skyrim winters in general, and the less traveling he has to do before spring, the happier he'll be.

"That it is," he agrees, and takes a long sip of his cider. And he probably doesn't need to point it out to her of all people - but the time spent here means time spent picking up all sorts of tricks his enemies at home would never expect.