Kindrianna’s Perspective:
It was a long journey to the lands of Rhiassa, but I was fortunate enough to have traveling companions in my good friends Artair and Varrmagn. I was tired and cold, but very relieved to be welcomed by the warm halls of our destination. The red banners of Rhiassa adorned the hall, and sable lions on the wall kept a watchful eye over the peaceful gathering.
Much to my joy, the halls were filled with friends and allies very quickly. The cold chill of winter all but disappeared when Lord Sir Aeston and Lord Sir Gwen dramatically pulled a red tablecloth from a stand to reveal an elaborate buffet of meats, cheeses, vegetables, and other delicious fare to the delight of the crowd. We ooohed and ahhed in excitement, some of us more loudly than others (I apologize for my volume control, but I happen to consider myself an enthusiastic lover of cheese) and made haste to lay siege to our delicious adversary.
In the back corner of the room, I heard tell that someone won a very large amount of gold while gambling and many of my friends took to playing cards. I myself wandered towards the front of the hall to enjoy the Bardics. I was delighted to witness an epic story told by one of Chimeron’s most well-loved Bards, the lovely Cressida. She asked the audience for starting topics (we decided upon “The color purple is awesome,” and “mushrooms,”) and began to masterfully navigate the art of improvisational storytelling. She repeatedly let us get involved by asking us for words or ideas, and I was personally thrilled when she managed to include a temple of Vandor in the narrative. It was all very well done and left me impressed, happy, and entertained.
Her performance was then followed by two talented Voranian singers. Tempest came first, with a very lovely, clear voice that reminded me of the first spring birds of the season. For a moment, I almost forgot it was winter. This was also due in part to her excellent ability to emote as she sang, and the words felt like far more than idle lyrics in her hands. Last was Evie, who strummed the strings of her ukulele and sang us a song at the same time. One of those is hard enough, I can’t imagine having to do both. Evie too did an amazing job, and I got goosebumps listening to her enchanting melodies. By the end of the performances, I was glad I had made time to go sit and enjoy them.
I think it was around this time that my countryfolk realized it was starting to snow. Maybe they were called by the drama of the wind and cold, or maybe just by youthful exuberance, but they ventured outside to indulge in some good old-fashioned duels. You can take the barbarians out of the woods, but not into Rhiassa I guess. There was also a game show of some kind happening at this time, and it seemed to attract a decent-sized audience.
I spent most of my time drifting between friends and saying hellos and catching up as I sampled food and “Justari Temples,” content to enjoy the camaraderie the Realms had to offer.
Saegan Perspective:
Leviathan is the burden of coming home from a long campaign. The open arms of family after a long cold night. There is so much to do, so much to be done. So many people to see.
At the same time its weird to let my sword rest for so long; to smile, and laugh, and enjoy the company of my family.
I often feel out of place at feasts. I don’t understand what to do with myself without some grave villain on the horizon, or a test of skill on the tourney field. But it’s hard to feel out of place at Leviathan, the hall is filled with activity. With activities. With food, with love.
I spent my day wandering between people, and activities. But there were some highlights. It was interesting to see so many people inking in the tapestry laid out on the table. The different styles and visions for how the different pieces of it would come together. It seemed like everyone had a different idea to add to it, but it didn’t matter if there wasn’t a theme because it was the journey of decorating it, and the company kept that made it fun.
Out of the mists of time and space, or maybe just a portal to Norland, Arnolf, Torolf’s clan mate came and challenged Torolf for leadership of their pack. It was interesting to watch this cultural event unfold. To see their deeds get marked down as truths. To see them fight with honor, and fury. It’s not every day you get to see a couple of legends clash like that.
I can’t begin to tell you how or why, but somehow we the people of the Realms had hands in the acts of gods, and were moving armies across a board to settle a dispute among them. I have to say this was a furious thing. While the rules seemed fair enough, I can’t help but find myself believing that the people of Saurabia are inconsiderate, reckless, and just downright villains. In the past they had been easy enough to defend with their espousement of fun. However, when they discovered that the prize for victory was naming the most surviving species in the lands of Norland, they chose Dinosaurs. I don’t know much about dinosaurs, but I was confident that they were multiple species. However this angers me because now surely the people we were meant to protect will be fleeing for their lives from massive predators like no other. Or perhaps just being gored by great horned beasts. It is clear that I will have to be careful and decisive about their presence in the future. Fun is not harmless.
The night rolled on. The food was plentiful and wondrous. I can’t complain about anything, I probably over indulged in all honesty. Which is a shame because being fighting fit is one of my goals, and that’s a bit of a step in the other direction. However a credit to the kitchen, because I take my goals seriously.
found court to be impressive. I’m not going to remember all the honorifics; and I might be mistaken, but I believe we had a new First Knight of Rhiassa, named. Two new Knights of Rhiassa. A Knight of Blackwood. A new First Knight of the Sable Dragon, a new Knight of the Sable Dragon, and a new Knight Commander to the Knights of the Sable Dragon. Four new Magi of the Realms. A new Knight of the Eternal Flame, and a new Knight of the Realms.
I felt honored to witness them all, as they were all very much deserved.
For me the night rounded out with the view awards, which is always a pleasant way to end the evening, because it’s one of the few activities where I get to share with the community how much everyone loves and appreciates each other.
Live, laugh, love, Leviathan.
It was a long journey to the lands of Rhiassa, but I was fortunate enough to have traveling companions in my good friends Artair and Varrmagn. I was tired and cold, but very relieved to be welcomed by the warm halls of our destination. The red banners of Rhiassa adorned the hall, and sable lions on the wall kept a watchful eye over the peaceful gathering.
Much to my joy, the halls were filled with friends and allies very quickly. The cold chill of winter all but disappeared when Lord Sir Aeston and Lord Sir Gwen dramatically pulled a red tablecloth from a stand to reveal an elaborate buffet of meats, cheeses, vegetables, and other delicious fare to the delight of the crowd. We ooohed and ahhed in excitement, some of us more loudly than others (I apologize for my volume control, but I happen to consider myself an enthusiastic lover of cheese) and made haste to lay siege to our delicious adversary.
In the back corner of the room, I heard tell that someone won a very large amount of gold while gambling and many of my friends took to playing cards. I myself wandered towards the front of the hall to enjoy the Bardics. I was delighted to witness an epic story told by one of Chimeron’s most well-loved Bards, the lovely Cressida. She asked the audience for starting topics (we decided upon “The color purple is awesome,” and “mushrooms,”) and began to masterfully navigate the art of improvisational storytelling. She repeatedly let us get involved by asking us for words or ideas, and I was personally thrilled when she managed to include a temple of Vandor in the narrative. It was all very well done and left me impressed, happy, and entertained.
Her performance was then followed by two talented Voranian singers. Tempest came first, with a very lovely, clear voice that reminded me of the first spring birds of the season. For a moment, I almost forgot it was winter. This was also due in part to her excellent ability to emote as she sang, and the words felt like far more than idle lyrics in her hands. Last was Evie, who strummed the strings of her ukulele and sang us a song at the same time. One of those is hard enough, I can’t imagine having to do both. Evie too did an amazing job, and I got goosebumps listening to her enchanting melodies. By the end of the performances, I was glad I had made time to go sit and enjoy them.
I think it was around this time that my countryfolk realized it was starting to snow. Maybe they were called by the drama of the wind and cold, or maybe just by youthful exuberance, but they ventured outside to indulge in some good old-fashioned duels. You can take the barbarians out of the woods, but not into Rhiassa I guess. There was also a game show of some kind happening at this time, and it seemed to attract a decent-sized audience.
I spent most of my time drifting between friends and saying hellos and catching up as I sampled food and “Justari Temples,” content to enjoy the camaraderie the Realms had to offer.
Saegan Perspective:
Leviathan is the burden of coming home from a long campaign. The open arms of family after a long cold night. There is so much to do, so much to be done. So many people to see.
At the same time its weird to let my sword rest for so long; to smile, and laugh, and enjoy the company of my family.
I often feel out of place at feasts. I don’t understand what to do with myself without some grave villain on the horizon, or a test of skill on the tourney field. But it’s hard to feel out of place at Leviathan, the hall is filled with activity. With activities. With food, with love.
I spent my day wandering between people, and activities. But there were some highlights. It was interesting to see so many people inking in the tapestry laid out on the table. The different styles and visions for how the different pieces of it would come together. It seemed like everyone had a different idea to add to it, but it didn’t matter if there wasn’t a theme because it was the journey of decorating it, and the company kept that made it fun.
Out of the mists of time and space, or maybe just a portal to Norland, Arnolf, Torolf’s clan mate came and challenged Torolf for leadership of their pack. It was interesting to watch this cultural event unfold. To see their deeds get marked down as truths. To see them fight with honor, and fury. It’s not every day you get to see a couple of legends clash like that.
I can’t begin to tell you how or why, but somehow we the people of the Realms had hands in the acts of gods, and were moving armies across a board to settle a dispute among them. I have to say this was a furious thing. While the rules seemed fair enough, I can’t help but find myself believing that the people of Saurabia are inconsiderate, reckless, and just downright villains. In the past they had been easy enough to defend with their espousement of fun. However, when they discovered that the prize for victory was naming the most surviving species in the lands of Norland, they chose Dinosaurs. I don’t know much about dinosaurs, but I was confident that they were multiple species. However this angers me because now surely the people we were meant to protect will be fleeing for their lives from massive predators like no other. Or perhaps just being gored by great horned beasts. It is clear that I will have to be careful and decisive about their presence in the future. Fun is not harmless.
The night rolled on. The food was plentiful and wondrous. I can’t complain about anything, I probably over indulged in all honesty. Which is a shame because being fighting fit is one of my goals, and that’s a bit of a step in the other direction. However a credit to the kitchen, because I take my goals seriously.
found court to be impressive. I’m not going to remember all the honorifics; and I might be mistaken, but I believe we had a new First Knight of Rhiassa, named. Two new Knights of Rhiassa. A Knight of Blackwood. A new First Knight of the Sable Dragon, a new Knight of the Sable Dragon, and a new Knight Commander to the Knights of the Sable Dragon. Four new Magi of the Realms. A new Knight of the Eternal Flame, and a new Knight of the Realms.
I felt honored to witness them all, as they were all very much deserved.
For me the night rounded out with the view awards, which is always a pleasant way to end the evening, because it’s one of the few activities where I get to share with the community how much everyone loves and appreciates each other.
Live, laugh, love, Leviathan.
