(2012 Winter Coronation) The Coronation

**Terri Nutkins** · Dec 24th, 2012 06:14 AM

The only real problem Terri found with these Seasonal events was actually trying to decide what dress to wear, and ensuring her choice hadn't been worn before. Luckily, she had some new designs for the new year from some of her friends, and her choice for the Winter Coronation was one such dress. Long and slender, it exposed her arms and neck just so, and a yellow flower attached to her left shoulder.

As she passed @Big Swilla , @Duncan and @Mr. Bates , Terri gave a smile and a "Merry Christmas", along with a kiss on their cheek, no doubt making them a little uncomfortable. She was certain that by the end of the evening, no doubt the mistletoe would have appeared from the magic of the Throne Room, and she decided to begin the festivities early.

Looking around, Terri saw with sad eyes that the time of Autumn was almost at an end but she knew this was the way of such things. Perhaps she was sad because it had been her very first Autumn as the Queen of her Court, a Season that she had become the epitome of and now she was alone within it. Certainly, she had many good and trusted friends and was generally well liked throughout the Freehold (despite certain rumours having reached her ear-tufts), but she had lost so much in one year while receiving so much also.

It reminded her solidly that the dynamics of the Freehold were as ever-changing as the Seasons, and that faces once known so well could go so suddenly, and faces once known should be recalled.

Heading to the buffet, Terri admired the large fruit cake, trying to make out what it consisted of as she helped herself to a mug of hot chocolate.

"Merry Christmas, @Mrs. Rosemary ," Terri said to her fellow Sovereign with a smile as she sipped at the drink before looking to the Muse also at the table ( @Princess ). "Its Mary, right? Merry Christmas."

Outfit

Know that fruit?

Dec 24th, 2012 08:48 AM

The Hoplite King of Summer enters, preceeded only by the mantle of his court. The Embodiement of War crashed around him. Swords on shields, severing of flesh, cries of the wounded. All of these things that Spartan had embraced in this life. War... War walks with. Aries is touted as the God of War, but Spartan never found solus in his teachings. He followed Athena, she was the goddess of true warfare. Wisdom, Stratagy, Strength. All of these things he wished to represent. Instead, he is a big idiot...

At least thats how he felt in any place that wasn't the Forge or a Battle Field. Spartan borrowed a cart from the front desk, on the cart was neumerous packages, each wrapped in simple black paper with a white bow. Not very festive, but at least they were wrapped. It seems the big idiot was at least staying with the season.

Then again, Christmas originated as a pagan holiday...

Beyond the gifts, Spartan was not all that festive. He wore his normal jeans, heavy boots, and a button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to mid forarm. His Spear blade came out of the sleave of his jacket and was strapped to his thigh.

**Changeling ST** · Dec 24th, 2012 10:42 AM

Swilla looked down at the Darkling for a moment, studying the newcomer with some curiosity. He had never seen the man before, which arose some suspicion within the Beast at first. However, as he took notice of the faint Winter Mantle around the Gravewight, he seemed to relax just a bit.

"Well, don't let me stop ya then," said the huge Coldscales in response. "Just make sure you don't eat all of that ham, and avoid doing anything stupid." With those words, he flashed Erik a quick grin, one which was full of razor-sharp teeth. "Other than that, go on, enjoy the food and the festivities," said Big Swilla, trying his best to sound welcoming to the newcomer.

**Changeling ST** · Dec 24th, 2012 10:52 AM

Mrs. Rosemary turned to face Mary and Terri as they joined her by the buffet. "Merry Christmas Terri," she said to the Autumn Queen with a bright smile, which she then turned towards the Muse. "And a Merry Christmas to you as well Mary!" The Ogress let out a soft chuckle at Mary's comment about becoming her apprentice.

"All in due time," she said to the Fairest. "I cannot teach all of my secrets, but if you are interested in learning, I do believe I can teach you a thing or two about cooking." Her smile turned into a toothy grin as she said those last words.

When the Muse pointed out the fruit cake, the Gristlegrinder glanced over at it. "Oh, well there's dried up fruit in it," she said in response. "Its a traditional recipe!"

**Jag** · Dec 24th, 2012 10:56 AM

ST Note: Anyone who scored at least 1 success on the Int+Occult roll can probably guess from the color of the fruit in the fruit cake that it has pieces of Dream-A-Dupe in it

Dec 24th, 2012 11:59 AM

Erik made his way briskly inside. This was a throne room, resplendent and with food readily available. He had forgotten how good it was to eat and when he had made it back through had gotten sick from the way he gorged himself on McDonalds, that would not happen again. He slowly made his way over to the table, not hastily, not too eager. The trappings of Autumn were slowly being replaced with a warm spirit of good cheer and presents, rather than the chilly disposition of True Winter, possibly because of the pleasant company and the warm matronly bearing of the Ogre who was setting the table with all sorts of good treats.

“Merry Christmas and Consideration to the Seasonal Change” The words were delivered with aplomb and a toothy smile, Erik took care not to seem overly dead. (@Mrs.Rosemary Princess Terri Nutkins )

The smell of fresh bread and grains was heady and Erik almost swooned. He had forgotten to eat that morning and was passing empty the aromas entrancing him more than the company of a Fairest.

"If I could just get past you for a plate..."

**Perry diCarto** · Dec 24th, 2012 12:17 PM

Winter had come to Sacramento, and Christmas was almost upon them. It had been a while since the Freehold had last gathered for Hallowe'en, and Perry was looking forward to seeing everybody - particularly the new arrivals. There had been plenty of them in the intervening time. Maybe his interest wasn't all altruistic. Perhaps the lawyer was just curious to see if any of them would make a scene. More than enough seemed far too willing to start one, and more than that seemed willing to foolishly involve themselves in monarch business.

He pitied the foo who got involved in Katrin Byeli's business without her consent.

Offering a friendly smile and seasons' greetings to the staff as he came in, Perry entered the Freehold Hollow and flashed a broad smile around the room as he took it all in. The sights and smells of Mrs. Rosemary's buffet. The sounds of conversation. It was all a lot of fun. He was carrying a bag, and wearing one of his usual fine suits to pay his respects to the ascension of Winter.

He had come in behind @Spartan , and realized he had not talked to the Summer Sovereign in a very long time. "Merry Christmas, Spartan," he said pleasantly, his little Mantle whispering away before being crushed by the mighty Mantle of the King of Wrath. "It's been a while, sir - how have you been?"

Steven

Dec 24th, 2012 12:47 PM

The Fairest Dancer entered the throne room of what had remains of Autumn still within its walls. Nodding with a grin of greeting to Swilla. Yet the song put a slight spring in her step, among other things…

Which was probably a bit off for a Winter, but L’aire was a Dancer too. Easily concealed by her Kith was flowed within. To pay homage to the Onyx Court, she had shopped with ~Perry~ to find a dress suitable and different from her dance dresses. It was simple, yet stylish and elegant. Perhaps more simple than what some would wear, but to look more beautiful than her Queen would probably cause issue. Her golden hair was down and flowed around her shoulders, not always concealing her Elvin ears or the rest of her aquiline features.

Smiling at Terri Nutkins as she strode in, she glanced to Mrs. Rosemary’s cooking and saw the fruitcake and the fruit it contained. She waved to Perry diCarto and then to Rook and Anya Wyrmblood . To Spartan she simply gave a nod. After all, he wasn’t as bad as she thought at first.

So many faces that were familiar, as well as some new as she saw Vincent had made his way here…and unfamiliar as she spotted Tom Gubben . As she moved toward the Ogre, a wintry chill filled the air around her. The Troll didn’t seem menacing, and considering they were in a place of welcome she decided to do her part. A rhythmic step as she came unto the Autumn and felt the breeze of his Mantle, the Winter Dancer smiled softly. “Happy Holidays.” Holding out her graceful hand toward him. “I’m L’aire.” With a chilled breath to the newcomer.

L'aire's Dress

Dec 24th, 2012 12:58 PM

Danny Tongs headed into the Hotel, his candlelight mantle glimmering in the air around him. Danny liked the turning of the Seasons. They were between times, the times at which the magic of pledges and of the Lost was at the most poignant. And he had his own, very private reasons for enjoying the change from Autumn to Winter.

If only because somewhere beneath that fearless clarity he had gained, he wanted to see if he could meet Katrin's gaze when she placed the crown on her head.

And not only because it was a potent expression of the magic of the Fae.

With the Heart of the Antlion, Danny knew exactly what he felt, and exactly how futile it was to feel it, but he felt it nonetheless.

With a faint, rueful smile on his lipless mouth, the Smith's eyes moved over the Dream-A-Dupe cake, and decided to focus on a goal that was actually achievable.

Seeing if it was possible to get mildly intoxicated from Goblin Fruit Cake.

He was entirely in it for the research, and did not already know the answer was 'yes' in the slightest.

Heart of the Antlion, 4 successes to Fruit Spotting

Dec 24th, 2012 02:50 PM

Rook felt his mind suddenly click, and throw up a name.

Dream-A-Dupe. I remember.

There had been a young Wizened who had collected Hedge Bounties sometimes. He had traded a handful of the berries from one of his hedge runs in thanks for Rook helping him out when some Hobgoblins had ambushed him. It had been one of the few good memories he held of Chicago. The way the Courtless had stuck together.

The boy had died, shortly afterwards, in a skirmish between the Winter and Summer Courts. Another casualty of the failing Seasons there. Another death.

"Right now, sweetheart, I'm mostly in the mood for Eggnog. Does that count?" the Metalflesh said softly, smiling at Anya, at the corner of his mouth. "But yes. I am in the mood for Christmas."

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2012-12-24 05:42:18		Terri rolls 6 to INT + Occult + Mantle blessings		6, 7, 5, 8, 5, 6		1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2012-12-24 12:21:29	Danny Tongs rolls 8 to Intelligence 3 + Occult 4 + Mantle (10 Again)	7, 5, 8, 4, 2, 6, 10, 8, 10, 2	4 successes
2012-12-24 12:21:06	Danny Tongs rolls 6 to Heart of the Antlion (10 Again)	1, 9, 6, 3, 9, 5	2 successes

(2012 Winter Coronation) The Coronation

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