Bringing in Spring with a worthy revel

[onewiththerevel]

[With the changing of seasons, many Nexus visitors are very happy to see the snow melt away and life returning to their beloved home. Spring is here!

It appears overnight: a large pantheon in the center of the Nexus forum, and once can only guess how such a great building was erected without anyone noticing. Atop the Patheon are two golden thrones, adorned with gemstones of great value. No one seems to be sitting there, but they seem to hold a great deal of importance to the cloaked humans who guard the Pantheon entrance.

The land in front of the Pantheon is paved with smooth, old stones in the shape of a large circle. Lush flowers and grass grown along the outskirts of the cropping, full of beautiful and exotic plants. Truly the host of this revel wants even nature to bend before their whim.

On the left and right sides of the sides of the circle are two long marble tables, where different food and drink await those who enter. Freshly cooked meat. Ripe fruits and unsullied wine. Whatever your heart desires, be it simple or sweet, you will be hard pressed to not find it on one of the tables. Near the tables is also a large group of tents, adorned with many plush chairs and sofas for those who like to relax while indulging.

The center of the circle has a large bonfire pit, carved of fine stone, lit with a brilliant (almost unearthly) red fire. Comforting to those seeking warmth or invigorating to the souls of the weary: it carries an important symbol for the revel: let your soul burn as hot as the flames inside. Which, to the satyr, it means that everyone present should be partying and indulging with one another. There seems to be plenty of space for dancing and socializing alike, whatever your preference may be.

The entrance into this festivity is monitored by a group of half-human, half-goat satyr. They don’t seem to be picky about who gets let in, assuming you’re not here to ruin the fun, but it would be wise to check it with them first. This is a masquerade-style party, so all of the guests need masks.

But there can’t be anything possible wrong with such a wonderful party, right? Perhaps things are not all as they seem….]

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[turningcolors]

A festival garnered toward Spring...

This looks like exactly the sort of event Hazel would help manage back on Earth, doing her part to boost the roles of the seasons well outside of her own even without her powers. There's a tug of guilt in knowing she's not doing that this year. At the very least she ought to show up and pay her respects like she had for Winter.

Hazel approaches the steps of the pantheon wearing a modest warm colored dress she hopes is Spring-like enough. Though the saytrs give her pause when she reaches the top of the stairs.

"Are you the hosts of this Seasonal festival?"

[jarheadclan]

Jake's enjoying the hell out of the fact that winter's done and over with, and even though it's still cooler than much of the jungle he lives in now, he's shed his parka and boots for more traditional tribal garb, gussied up with the fronds and beads that come with being clan leader.

The sight of a building tall enough to accommodate his nine-foot frame gets his attention, as does the sheer quantity and variety of greenery on display. And the smell of good food... yeah, he's sold.

The Na'vi approaches one of the satyrs at the entrance, touching his forehead in respectful greeting. "Is this shindig invite-only?" he asks with a grin.

[onewiththerevel]

The celebration is indeed welcoming the warm weather of Spring, but one might question if the party is all about the seasons. As Hazel approaches the pantheon steps, one of the satyr approaches Hazel with a friendly smile on his face.

"Yes! We are but many who are in charge of this revel!" The satyr, if anything, can tell that Hazel is much different than other humans, but he's not sure how or why. Thus, he treats her with more respect than the average person would get. "Tell me, fair lady, are you here to partake in the festivities? A bit of wine, perhaps? Have you been given a mask for the evening celebration?"

[onewiththerevel]

Jake isn't the only one who's excited at the disappearance of the snow and ice (sorry Reynard), as many human Nexus people are already standing around near the entrance, excited to get inside.

The satyr that is addressed gives Jake a look over, nodding in approval at the Na'vi and his choice of clothing, even if the blue skin is something new. He finishes handing out a group of masks to some nearby people, then properly starts up a conversation with Jake.

"This party is open for all who with to celebrate with us. The only thing we ask is that you take a mask and participate in the evening masquerade." The satyr gives Jake a curious look. "What realm do you hail from? I see the body of a man, but the skin of a merfolk. Are you from Theros?"

[turningcolors]

Likewise, Hazel has never seen one of the satyr's kind before. She may not be human but she does live among them and is used to being the only strange thing in the room. Still they seem friendly enough.

"I am here to attend yes." Although, a mask? That's more up her alley than Spring's she would imagine. Hazel's eyebrow raises. Perhaps this is not just a simple seasonal festival. Interesting. "I don't have a mask. I could make one though."

[sweetcandygirl]

Harley walks towards the Pantheon with a smile. She loves a good party.

Tonight, she is wearing a handmade red-and-black outfit (far right in this fan art). The outfit shows off her legs. And is fun and outlandish.

(And remembering how one recent Nexus party had ended, she does have a few weapons on hand and out of sight).

She notices that most the guests are being asked to wear masks. Good thing she still has her old red-and-black domino mask. She holds it out to one of the guards at the door. And flashes him a grin. "Good enough?"

[onewiththerevel]

"Good! We Satyr have little tolerance for those who do not wish to revel the night away with us." He frowns a little upon hearing her words, gazing to the entrance-way, where his fellow brethren are drinking or socializing. Slackers. They only have one job to do! He sighs, offering one hand to Hazel politely.

"Allow me. We can provide you with a mask for tonight, free of charge." If allowed, he'll lead Hazel to a spare table near one side of the Pantheon, where an assortment of masks lie in wait. Hopefully she'll find one to her liking, without him needing to prod her to take one."My brothers are slacking off as usual. They should have given you one upon entering the festival grounds."

[onewiththerevel]

At the entrance is a satyr, accompanied by a human who's wearing a green cloak and long white dress. Both of them stop their activities and turn to face Harley as she approaches the gate. Without warning, the satyr gives off a short whistle, while the human woman finds herself staring at the vibrant colors Harley is wearing.

"Is this fine?" The satyr looks to his human companion and she nods her head yes. "Your mask is acceptable. The pattern is very unique, however. Did you make it yourself?" The goat-man can't help but flirt with Harley, since she is rather distracting and wearing red is only exposing her beauty to him. "Shall I show you around the party?"

[jarheadclan]

"Mask, got it." Jake's never worn one outside of combat gear, but hell, he can roll with it. Not like he's gonna be in disguise exactly anyway.

"I'm from, ah, I live on Pandora," he answers, the simpler answer to a question that typically begins with well it's a long story... "I'm a Na'vi. Omaticaya clan." That part is true, as far as the Na'vi are concerned. He was born into the clan through their rituals not once but twice, and even though he was born a Sky Person, he isn't anymore. Not in any ways that really matters.

[onewiththerevel]

"Feel free to take one of your choosing." The satyr gestures to an table full of wonderful and colorful masks. They look well made and not at all like something a person would find in a cheap Nexus shop. "Na'vi are not from my world. As long as you wish to revel with us, then you are welcome regardless of home or race you may be."

Once he's taken a mask, the satyr looks out at the crowds of people who seem to be mingling and drinking with one another. "As you can see, everything is at your hands. Feel free to do as you please, so long as you have fun. That's all we ask."

[sweetcandygirl]

Harley grins at the short whistle, and how the woman is staring at her. Does she like the attention. Yes. She does.

"I certainly did." And now there is flirting. What fun! Harley will place her hand on the satyr's arm. And flashes on of her famous smiles at him

"That would be fantastic!"

[onewiththerevel]

The woman just blinks, then walks away without saying a word. She had other things to do and Harley is doing a good job at being distracting. As for the satyr, he isn't planning on moving Harley's hand at all. Instead, he begins leading her deeper into the party ground.

"What would you like to see first? We have food and drink set up, along with many places to rest your bones. There's also a plaza for dancing, if you so wish to do that."

[sweetcandygirl]

"My bones don't need no resting yet, honey."

"Oh? Dancing? I love to dance." Harley beams another smile.

[onewiththerevel]

"You are full of humor, but know I wasn't implying anything about your age." The satyr leads Harley towards the center of the festival, where a large bonfire is lit up, the Pantheon situated close by. There are a group of people playing different acoustic instruments nearby, songs naive to Celtic and Greek backgrounds.

Many other humans and satyr and dancing, but not together. This feels like a foreign concept to him, but the satyr graciously offers one hand to Harley. He wants to see what kind of dancing style she prefers. "May I ask for your name?"

[sweetcandygirl]

Harley looks around the center of the festival. She feels warm from the bonfire. And enjoys the music that is being played by the acoustic instruments.

When the satyr offers his hand to her, Harley will decide for a slow dance at first. Taking things slow since the satyr seems unfamiliar with it.

"Harley." She smiles. "And yours?"

[onewiththerevel]

Slow dancing is something most satyr aren't used to. Normally they prefer fast pace movements, but they can adjust on a whim. Surprisingly, Harley's dancing partner keeps up with her moves, even with goat-like feet.

"Tymon. I hail from the land of Theros. Where are you from, Harley? Does your world have parties such as this one?"

[sweetcandygirl]

"Nice to meet'cha, Tymon." Harley smiles.

"Usually when there is a party in my world, it is for nefarious reasons. People seem to act from their darker desires all the time."

[delphicbooksandbaubles]

Aal has draws up short as she catches sight of the spot. Her sneakers squeaking a little as she comes to a stop. Looking up and around in awe and feels both a bit of longing, thrilled and homesick at the sight. Wooow. It looked utterly spectacular. She'd wondered if there would be something nice going on once the cold had started to pass.

She scans the area taking things in and debating what to do and figuring how much time she had. Well, she could always find out some info before going to met Dor. Cause she had no doubt her beloved husband would like to join in such an event. She puts a friendly, somewhat shy and curious smile and look on her face. As she tentatively and respectively pads forward a mite more. Looking for someone who looks like they were in charge or at least approachable.

[onewiththerevel]

"But there are good parties as well, yes? Not all things can be evil."

He continues to move alongside Harley, dancing patiently with the beat of the music. "Is there a set of Gods that watch over your world?"

[onewiththerevel]

There seems to a man dressed in a red robe, along with Greek attire underneath, near the entrance to the festival. The satyr are all busy at the moment, so the human is passing out different colored masks to people entering. He spots Aal near the entrance and motions for her to come close.

"Hello! Are you here for the party?"

[sweetcandygirl]

"Yah... we have some good happening here and there."

Harley tilts her head. "I have heard of Gods in my world... but they don't really watch over anything."

[turningcolors]

Hazel does her best not to wrinkle her nose at the sight of the masks. Too many flowers and pinks and laces for her liking. There is one at the end of the table that catches her eye. Her lips upturn ever so slightly at the thought of wearing something of her own domain at a Spring event. Maybe it's her time spend with Reynard that makes her brave, but Hazel picks up the calacas mask and settles it over her face.

"I trust this will suffice?"

[onewiththerevel]

"Then a strange balance occurs. I do not understand how it happens, but it does."

Harley gets a confused look from the satyr. "The Gods are very prominent on my former world . But here, in the Nexus, we found a new one who carries the spirit of the revel."

[sweetcandygirl]

"You did?" Harley didn't know there were Gods in the Nexus. "Is that you all decided to throw this party?"

[onewiththerevel]

"Yes, of course! Any mask will do, as long as you participate in the festivities, that's all that matters." The satyr lets Hazel take the mask as desired, quickly turning his gaze to the festival. "Feel free to do as you please. Eat, drink, be merry. I assure you that you'll find whatever your heart desires here."

Many people are enjoying drinks and food, along with vibrant dancing. "If you have any questions, many people are here to help."