Philomel
10-29-14, 05:23 PM
This letter has appeared through all the personal letterboxes and in the mailboxes of all Order of the Crimson Hand operatives. A certain faun has ways of finding out where all operatives live, mostly through asking young men in brothels and threatening children with her baby dragon. It is printed on parchment, embossed with delicate drawings of ivy and grasses.
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Dear Operative of the Order of the Crimson Hand,
You are Cordially invited to celebrate the Sa'gn Ger'er, the Faunish Spring Festival of life and fertility, which celebrates all things anew and beautiful. Upon the Spring Equinox, at the exact hour of Salvar midday, this party will commence in the Seventh Sactum itself.
For the purposes of this festival, all bones and blood will be replaced by flowers and trees, and the traditional crossed branches of ash and elm to honour the great Faun Mother, Drys, Goddess of Trees. The Grand Hall will be our centre of dancing and music shall be played on the pan pipes and the country drum. Drinks shall be served - mead and wine galore - and food in abundance! All matters of water and fire will be cleansed away to make way for earth.
Usually we would request also that you wear the dress of our festival, in order to respect out traditions. To experience the true potential of life it is tradition to go as you were born - however we do understand that non-faun creatures have no fur. Therefore it is acceptable to wear some clothing.
The plan is to celebrate late into the night, when we will break out the mightiest and holiest beverage. Much noise is expected to be made. All in all weapons will be allowed in, but no fighting is to be allowed. If fighting does occur then you are disrespecting the life and beauty of our goddess, and moreover we take no responsibility for injury or death.
Earth shall rule on this day, and much time shall be spent in each other's company. It is the time when Fauns respond to the base call of nature and feel most alive to procreate, and when families are begun. It is a time for renewal and new life, and new desires.
Plus ones are most lovingly invited, however we ask they be not Ixian Knights, or of any other gossiping group.
Come join us and be merry.
Yours, sincerely,
The Radasanth Fauns
brother and sister, Leaf and Philomel (van der Aart)
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Dear Operative of the Order of the Crimson Hand,
You are Cordially invited to celebrate the Sa'gn Ger'er, the Faunish Spring Festival of life and fertility, which celebrates all things anew and beautiful. Upon the Spring Equinox, at the exact hour of Salvar midday, this party will commence in the Seventh Sactum itself.
For the purposes of this festival, all bones and blood will be replaced by flowers and trees, and the traditional crossed branches of ash and elm to honour the great Faun Mother, Drys, Goddess of Trees. The Grand Hall will be our centre of dancing and music shall be played on the pan pipes and the country drum. Drinks shall be served - mead and wine galore - and food in abundance! All matters of water and fire will be cleansed away to make way for earth.
Usually we would request also that you wear the dress of our festival, in order to respect out traditions. To experience the true potential of life it is tradition to go as you were born - however we do understand that non-faun creatures have no fur. Therefore it is acceptable to wear some clothing.
The plan is to celebrate late into the night, when we will break out the mightiest and holiest beverage. Much noise is expected to be made. All in all weapons will be allowed in, but no fighting is to be allowed. If fighting does occur then you are disrespecting the life and beauty of our goddess, and moreover we take no responsibility for injury or death.
Earth shall rule on this day, and much time shall be spent in each other's company. It is the time when Fauns respond to the base call of nature and feel most alive to procreate, and when families are begun. It is a time for renewal and new life, and new desires.
Plus ones are most lovingly invited, however we ask they be not Ixian Knights, or of any other gossiping group.
Come join us and be merry.
Yours, sincerely,
The Radasanth Fauns
brother and sister, Leaf and Philomel (van der Aart)