Festival of the Shattered

[Sora4591]

With the looming war approaching the doorstep of Jotunheim, life has sprung throughout the Silent Expanse. The Jotunar, rather than panic, unite together as warrior, priest, and non-magi alike on a single day of worship. Word begins to spread outward across the land of Meranthe reaching out to many. Those who found themselves allies like Serenity or those who shared a common love for the people of Jotunheim were welcome to come and join. A few spoken words from Jarl Aeric Wilkinsson would also be heard.

Date:03/07
Time: 5pm Est

[Morg.]

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As the festival time approaches, the people of Serenity gather, their voices rising with anticipation.
Among them, a shaman rides atop a great wolf, her presence commanding the gaze of the Giants who waited for their Jarl's speech.

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"On this night, we prepare for what's to come. We ready our blades and steel our spirits, like a fire that grows, waiting to consume those who dare tread upon our lands."
"But every where fire needs fuel. And so, on this very night, I tell you -"

"Hunger."

"Hunger for victory. Hunger for the weakness of our enemies. Hunger for the opportunity to grow stronger."

"We are the united forces of this desert. Tonight, we fill our bellies with food - So tomorrow, we may fill them with triumph."

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And so, behind her stood the finest chefs Serenity had to offer, their craft displayed in a feast fit for warriors and hunger. The famed Unarmed Rum flowed freely, offered to the fighters without a need for coin or favor.
Serenity's hunters dined alongside their allies, their spirits high as they prepared for the battle ahead. And as they feasted, all would be ready and eager to hear the words of the Jarl Aeric Wilkinson

OOC Note: Those who plan to fight! Approach Oshun or Flown, to see about receiving some quality food.