(1311) Fallen Fair

[CyledyrWyllt]

A sign in spidery copperplate handwriting hangs on the front door of Edna's Boarding House. To mortal eyes, it asks all members of the Society for the Ethical Treatment of Miley Cyrus to proceed around to the back of the house in order to pay their annual dues and listen to a recitation of the minutes from last month's meeting. To those touched by the Wyrd, the sign informs them that the Fallen Fair of the Autumn Court is being held in the backyard. Once they make their way around to the back, Fair-goers are greeted by the odd sight of a great big purple tent so large that it takes up the entire backyard. The door flaps are held open by braided ropes with gaudy yellow tassels and just within, a pretty young woman can be seen sitting at a small table. She wears a green Hello My Name Is sticker on her fashionable sweater with Emma written in the blank space. At least, the sweater looks like it might be fashionable... it's rather hard to tell with all the dark stains covering it from the oil that continually drips from her slick, shiny hair. Regardless, the oily blightbent stops texting and looks up at each changeling as they arrive, smiling as she yanks her earbuds out. After sizing them up, she offers one of the same stickers to each freehold member, along with a Sharpie. If the elemental doesn't sense the shared bond of the freehold oath, she will instead hand them a red name tag sticker and point to the center of the tent, where they will plainly see the Witch Queen, Betony Rue Jasons. Once they fill in the blank on the sticker, Emma welcomes them by name and introduces herself as she hands them a numbered ticket. After pointing out the emergency exits and port-a-potties, she invites attendees to browse the different tables of merchandise.

"Make sure you hold onto your ticket!"

Inside the tent, newcomers will immediately see Betony Rue glowering at anyone loitering around the entrance from behind a long table in the center. The right half of the table has baskets of strange fruits, berries and leaves on display, while the left half showcases an assortment of knitted clothing. There is also a clipboard resting in the middle, which appears to hold some sort of sign up sheet. There are a few more tables currently standing empty along the sides of the tent, and some mismatched outdoor furniture has been arranged here and there to give attendees a few places to sit down and congregate. All the way at the back of the tent, Mrs. Rosemary has set up a stall selling Autumn-themed food and drinks conveniently close to the port-a-potties. Behind the friendly ogress is a large banner advertising her restaurant, Rose Garden, where, she reminds them, they can find delicious seasonal food any time of the year. Welcome to the Fallen Fair. Don't be afraid to have a look around.

[Tally Benoit]

Tally arrives wearing an orange hoodie, black jeans, and runners. As she recieves her ticket, she pockets it in her jeans as she walks through the entrance. She heads to the right to walk around the tent, looking at what's on the various tables. So far, it seems as though she arrived earlier then most of the Freehold.

[Changeling ST]

The Witch Queen of the Court of Fear is hardly known for her propensity for idle chit chat. True to form, she gets straight to the point and offers the exact same seasonal fealty vow to any unpledged changelings who approach her.

"All members of our community must at minimum pledge a vow to neither reveal our true natures and the existence of our freehold nor knowingly give assistance of any sort to the Gentry or their agents. Do nothing to bring danger into our society during this Autumn Season and you shall be blessed with fortitude. Betray this promise and you shall find your welcome withdrawn and your name shall be accursed."

Please post your acceptance of the vow and note the expenditure of 1 point of Willpower.

[TheMalkCat]

The Chirurgeon trods over to the oily Changeling manning the tent enterance in a deep blue long sleeve dress shirt and tie, brown khakis held around his thin waist by a tight leather belt, and a pair of black loafers. The tent was not especially what he had expected. It loomed over him in a slightly daunting fashion. Purple. That's new. Ah thought they'd use orange or brown. Welp. Nice a color as any Ah guess? Ah just hope Ah can find somethin' worth while inside. He politely greets the Elemental at the desk as he jots down "Dr. Ngoc" on his name sticker before affixing it to his shirt and stepping inside. Labeling himself as 'that one doctor guy from the last Autumn thing' would help him towards fulfilling his Pledge to the Freehold.

Thao glances around the Fallen Fair, his eyes immediately landing upon Queen Jasons. He stops by the long table to pay respect (Remember, polite but not grovelin'. She hates grovelin'.) to the Autumn Queen, giving his Court Sovereign a courteous nod followed by an even toned, "Queen Jasons." He is sure to keep his back rigidly straight as he skirts the edges of the bitter wind surrounding his Queen. Ava's booth quickly catches his eye and he resolves to check the Hedge Bounty later.

"Greetin's Ava. Ah hop-pe all's well?" The Chirurgeon eagerly looks over the wealth of lore presented. Judging from the covers and titles, the literature focused on Fae-lore and legend. The illustration in the large three-ring binder especially catches his eye. He hunches over the page and resists the temptation to run a finger along its length. He knows that he can look but only buyers can touch. "Mind iffen Ah ask wh-wh-what's th-this?"

[Anubite25]

A tiger slips into the tent, wearing his name tag over his jacket for all to see.

Hello my name is Stripes

For Autumn's Paladin it's almost comforting. Feels like the first day of school in a way, fitting since they're in that season still. Albeit a bit later on...

The beast focuses as he saunters in. He quickly brushes past the others, making his way to the sign in sheet and his queen. Despite the ogress' advice his nerves are still on edge. His left hand is balled into a fist, claws pricking his palm as he hastily scribbles his name onto the sheet.

"Queen Jasons," the tiger says as he puts down the pen. "Ah... need me to help here for a bit?"

The tiger resists the urge to bite his lip, trying to keep himself looking tough and confident. There's plenty of tables nearby, though for his own planned 'display' he's not sure he'll need one. Not that buying or selling is his chiefest concern this year...

[RebornSeas]

Nevada approached the tent cautiously. She knew she should have taken the Oath at Betony's: She'd been there... But nerves had shooed her off and she hadn't. Perhaps in part because what she had really wanted to ask for was the Seasonal Oath the Summer King had offered.

Regardless, she accepted the Red name tag, and taking note that it was color-coded, quickly hardened her Mask. Underneath her Mein, her clothes had been black jeans and a Dark Blue sweater, but that was hardly as important at the Red tag with 'Nevada' Printed on it. She gave a weak smile to Emma as she accepted the Ticket, then approached the Queen sheepishly. "I-I was p-pointed this way bec-cause of the o-oath w-wasn't I?" She curled the fingers of her hands together, trying to resist the urge to pull her hood up.

Hiding, for all that it was easy, was not the right thing to do in this matter.

[Morgan Bellanar]

Morgan's arrival was unheralded by anything remarkable, she was even nervous as usual. She arrived unharried by tardiness (a little unusual) and wearing her usual street attire. This did include her padded jacket and its, now, standard contents. The Beast was pleased to see that she wasn't late, Maybe you are really-really late. Can't, look at time. Oh, maybe its a bust? No, shut up brain. Got enough worries as is. She'd stuck one of the name tag stickers on the front of her jacket, the white tag stood out against the black jacket.

She'd chosen not to bring along any of the weird mundane fruits. She could have but was too worried about the risk of confusion or being accused of deception. The latter was less likely then Lost assuming the Beast had been tricked herself, given many opinions regarding her intelligence. Still, she was too cautious to risk it.

She started off with a bow to Queen Jasons, to be safer then sorrier. After that she took a look, she spotting a few folks that she easily recognized, but all seemed to be in conversations. Still, she waved hello with her free hand to the nearer two, "H-hi T-thao, hi-hi Ava! Glad-nice to see both, heh." She then started to look at the stalls, trying to figure out who was selling what.