(Open) Pyre Party

[Miach]

As he gulped down half a bottle of water, Miach looked around at what his day's work amounted too.

In the middle of the arm of earth surrounded by the water, he had slowly and painfully erected a pyre. Earth, Water, Fire, Air. The Four Elements should be here alright.

Looking at the pyre, the Acanthus couldn't help but feel his throat tighten, because it was only too empty. It was only too rare when they could recover the bodies of their fallen. Such were their foes. Instead, he had put upon it what he hoped where good enough wooden figurines of a wolf, and a lion, surrounded by arrows. A great many more people had fallen in the River City, and they would be remembered too tonight. But the Acanthus had a particular debt toward those two souls, and he would try and repay it..

Looking at his watch, the doctor noticed it would soon be the time when the others would come in. He probably had enough time left to freshen up at the river, and spread the food and drinks he had carefully stored in the ice boxes laying in his trunk upon the folding tables he had brought too.

Soon...

[Aurora]

She hadn’t been to one of these in a while, and had to go shopping for something to wear. Black was one of her favorite colors to wear, but this dress had to be appropriate and show respect to those who passed. Once a dress was decided on, she headed over to the place indicated on the announcement.

Parking her car, she makes her way to the water’s edge, seeing Miach.

A hand was brought up in a silent greeting as she makes her way over to him,

“Hi.” She said with a nod of her head, gone was her usual cheerful tone. “How are you doing?”

[Truce]

Truce has seen the bulletin. He does not know for who the memorial is for or the circumstances of their deaths. Perhaps those members of Arrows who fell to the Golden Consilium. Or perhaps it is a practice of habit. Every Awakened voice that is silenced is a tragedy, one that is inevitable. If the dead receive recognition then perhaps their lingering specters will feel some closure and release. But moreover, the memorial serves as a means for the living to let go of their connection to those who have passed on.

He wears a black suit and gray tie, respectful and formal as he arrives by car to the east shore of Folsom Lake where the waterways narrow. He had not been certain what would be considered appropriate to bring, but he imagines incense to be a universal means of offering. He carries with him a sage bundle and a clay pot. Seeing Miach and Faye, the Necromancer nods to them and will reply with a "Good evening," before depositing the sage in the clay pot a few feet off from the pyre.

He will then approach the pair smile weakly but will be more attentive than talkative for the moment.

[Emrys]

Like the others, Emrys had heard of the memorial taking place. The words of his fellow Enchanter had struck him as odd at the time, but after seeing Miach's name on the memorial notice a small bit of context finally revealed itself. At the very least it provided names for the lives Miach had felt were wasted.

For once the Councilor was seen in a full suit, all black with a black tie thin red diagonal stripes. In stark contrast to his suit was the hand full of lilies he carried as he approached Miach and Faye.

"Hey." He said looking between the two. "Um, I brought flowers. The florist said white lilies were a symbol of sympathy, so I figured I'd bring some." Eyes darted over to the pyre then back to the Mystogogue as he offered the flowers to Miach. "Wasn't sure if you'd want them on the pyre or not so..."

  Pot 2 Temp Eddies up

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2015-06-15 22:24:58		Emrys rolls 6 to Imp Temporal Eddies (Gno+Time+HS-2 Advance Prolong) (10 Again)		9, 4, 1, 8, 5, 5		2 successes

[Crowley]

The Herald arrives in his black combi-van. He pulls up smartly and walks the rest of the way, his manic face unusually sombre. So is his attire; its still black, but today it is black slacks, dress shoes and shirt; even the habitual bandana is gone. A white tie, contrasting with his dark clothing, completes his look.

"Hey, people. Hey Truce," he says in a subdued voice as he draws near. He nods to the doctor in particular. "Thanks for setting this up, Miach." He pauses briefly as he sees July and Valkyrie. The secret smile is a thanks to them.

[Miach]

People started trickling in slowly, and that was good. At least there would be some souls to remember the departed, and find support in the knowledge that there were others, and that they were linked. Still wearing his workclothes, Miach greeted the arrivals one after the others. Mostly Acanthus, apparently... and a new, cute, face. "Please put your gifts on the pyre." he instructed those who brought incense, flowers, or whatever else. Memories were needed, not things.

Then the doctor excused himself, and got changed, wearing his own black suit. Only then did he feel really ready to start mingling more.

[Aurora]

She offers Truce a soft smile, “Hi Truce.” She hadn’t really gotten to know him, but he was here and that spoke volumes.

Blue eyes look toward the new girl, hanging back and observing. A warm and soft smile was offered to her as she wondered who she was. She hoped the smile would invite her to join the others.

Next was her Councilor, who also got a smile and a nod of her head, “Hi Emrys.” Seeing the flowers, she wondered if they were supposed to bring something. Damn it, she thinks.

Seeing July, she nods her head to him. She needed to talk with him, but this was not the place to do so.

And there was Crowley. Another nod and soft smile were offered to him.

It seemed like such a small amount of Awakened were here to pay their respects.

[Arthur]

Black suit, black tie, white shirt. Somber clothing for a sad day. Should it be sad or a celebration of lives lived? Awakened Souls sent to the Beyond to achieve the goals of the Oracles.

Arthur nods to the mages he knows as he approaches the pyre. No wrapped bodies, just two wood carvings surrounded by Arrows. It'd be so easy, throw in a match then light the pyre with flames challenging the Lie. Instead the Theurgist bows his head to the Pyre and turns to wander amongst the gathering Awakened.

   Shield 3 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2015-06-16 23:31:42		Arthur rolls 9 to Unseen Shield at Home day long, hallow to negate mana (gno+Forces+HS) (10 Again)		1, 10, 4, 4, 4, 3, 7, 10, 2, 2, 9		3 successes