a late autumn wasp

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Who: Everyone!
What: A harvest festival and talent show.
Where: Howl Barrow
When: Misdi, the first of Maryden.
Notes: Players are encouraged to invent NPCs, talent acts, or have their characters participate in the show. Have questions? Need to plot more? There's an OOC post for that.

The Zygoda squats in Howl Barrow like an extravagant toad, weighted down by enough decorative architecture to make a baroque angel blush. Live colourful birds - of which an alarming number appear to be cockatoos - roost between the columns and pillars of the facade. The light-up sign outside declares THIS NIGHT ONLY AT THE ZYGODA; AUTUMNAL FESTIVITIES; AMATEUR NIGHT; EVERYONE WELCOME; HARVEST PIES!

The street beneath it has turned into a carnival in its own right; there are tents and stalls selling anything from fortunes told, candy, face paint, and odd little handicrafts. There are street performers and vaudeville artists putting on shows that invite bystanders to join in. The crowd appears to be in a good mood, happy perhaps to be able to let lose and blow off some steam in a friendly context for once. Some wear masks, others are dressed in finery, and others still look like they just got out of work. No one seems to mind either way. The theatres doors stand open, inviting those who wish to step inside.

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Raven has been wandering through the festival, mostly people-watching at the moment, although she might check out one of the fortune-tellers later, just for fun. Right now she's contemplating the spread of food, trying to decide whether dishes that look familiar probably are familiar, or just cleverly disguised that way to lure in the unaware.

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Maybe a second plate wouldn't hurt, if the tenders didn't recognize him, so Aimery found himself once again surveying the buffet with a keen eye. He wasn't the only indecisive one either, it seemed, from the number of people wandering the line looking hungry- one wearing a familiar looking scarf. Aimery grinned and tried to play his winding up standing next to Raven as pure coincidence, but his voice was plenty cheeky as he asked, "Miss, could I bother you a moment for some advice?"

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Raven recognizes that voice instantly, and she turns her head toward him with an equally cheeky grin. "Only if you'll give me some advice in return."

Then in a spontaneous fit of happiness at feeling like she almost has friends here, she gives Aimery a quick hug. "I saw you sing, you're really good!"