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  1. #1
    Saber Sloth's Avatar

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    THe Lost of Sacramento are lead not to Edna's, but the the Autumn Hollow, and then beyond. Away from the secure, known safety of Autumn's keepings the Lost will find themselves in a clearing (not unlike one some have known...intimately) will o-the-wisps light the area, while a grey fog curls around the base of the surrounding trees, and drifts slowing through the clearing.

    In the centre, is the Wyrdstone. Pulsating as it had been, but the heartbeat of the Summer Queen was slowly fading, leaving the opportunity for Autumn's King to take control.

    Onto one side of the clearing there is a large cauldron, and by the scent there is a rich stew bubbling away. Near it there is a small table, with bowls and other cutlery along side of cups, glasses of varied alcohol, and mix as well as cans of ciders.

    The Turning of the Season was here. Summer warmth was fading, and Autumn's chill was already culling the leaves and plucking them from their branches.




    Everyone's welcome! Nay encouraged to come! If You're new this is a great place to get Acknowledged!

    Rhodes Xadun please describe Rhodes' Crown when you Arrive! And you can spend the Glamour into the Wyrdstone whenever - just make sure you tag me so I can narrate what happens next!

    Remember Courtless always have to pay 1 Glamour to the Wyrdstone, and New Arrivals who haven't paid into the Wyrdstone yet must also pay 1 Glamour!

  2. #2
    Sonnie Wu's Avatar
    Sonja "Sonnie" Wu
    Striking Looks
    (Playful)
    Presence
    (Mischievous)
    Dexterity
    (Nimble)
    New Identity
    (Sonja Wu)
    Mantle
    (Spring)
    Mask:

    An alluring young beauty, Sonnie Wu is 5'2" and lean-bodied, with a light, nimble step and eyes that seem to say "Hey, you know what would be fun?" Her reddish-brown hair often seems slightly unkempt, and an amused smile regularly plays on her lips. Sonnie is usually dressed casually or for outdoor activity. She almost always wears a pair of red leather tabi boots.
    Mien:

    To the eyes of Fae, Sonnie's feet are like those of a monkey: Toes as long as fingers, with one on each foot being opposable like a thumb. A long monkey tail protrudes from the base of Sonnie's spine, covered in hair the same shade as her head. It appears to be prehensile, and often moves to react to her mood and dances about when she speaks, like people who "talk with their hands." Finally, her brown eyes turn golden.
    Mundane Equipment:

    Smart phone, messenger bag, quarterstaff, 2 throwing knifes (concealed), 3 goblin fruit (changes by season), mountain bike.
    Hedgespun

    Cloud-Stepping Shoes
    Hedgespun ● +2 Speed

    Riyu Jingu Bang (Staff)
    Hedgespun ●● +2 Damage

    Coin of the Lucky Monkey
    Hedgespun ●● +2 Defense
    Sonnie Wu Scenes
     
      Dreaming, Cloak of the Elements

    +1
    SL
    3
    PRE

    Wyrd
    ••••
    Steepscrambler

    It's Halloween Autumn Coronation Time!

    Sonnie loved the holiday season, and this was (more or less) the start of it. So, naturally, the Spring Beast arrived for the party of the Dread Sovereign. She came wearing a dress that made her look like a walking Ouija Board! You don't see an outfit like that everyday! In her hands, she had brought a plastic container of store-bought cupcakes, each one covered in orange frosting and made to look like little jack o' lanterns.

    Into Edna's she went... and then to the Autumn Hollow... and then... out into the Hedge?

    The confused Monkey followed the trail to a clearing that was very similar to that one. Frowning, she had to double check her sense of direction to be sure that it wasn't the same one. Thankfully, it was different. No Stag Effigy (or burned remnants) here.

    Sonnie tried to set aside her discomfort by going to investigate the big stew pot. She bent over the cauldron and sniffed.

    "Well, at least no Briarwolves are trying to eat the guests," she said aloud, mainly to herself.

    "Yet."
    Spring Mantle (Scent of Flowers and Fruit)

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    Gerrit's Avatar
    New Identity
    (Gerrit Jameson)
    Gerrit

    Mien:
    Leathery scars, bruises and scaly scabs cover the whole hairless body. There is a certain symmetry to the disfigurements, the color of the visible skin ranging from pale pink to purple and dark red. Lately patches of dark blue and black - frostbite - have appeared on his skin and some of the scabs have frozen over and crystalized.
    His right hand shows a copper-coloured, wilted and flaky scar, engulfing most of his palm and the inside of his wrist. Next to frostbite and bruised scars it adds a third layer of wounds bore by the Ogre.

    Mantle:
    Contrast seem to grow slightly more stark around Gerrit, the crisp clearness of a winter morning. Sometimes the sound of ice forming or breaking can be heard in a short, brisk snap. When using Contracts a subtle, biting cold can be felt around Gerrit - pins and needles prick both the Onyx and those close to him.

    Crown:
    Solid, thick panes of clear ice symmetrically arranged around his head with fern frost at the base.
    Active Pledges

    Motley Pledge

    Only a result of 10 on a die is considered a success. Should a given die result in no successes, the failure is considered to be a dramatic failure, though the oathbreaker may spend a point of willpower to negate this, making it a regular failure.
    -Until Oct 5th.

    1
    PRE

    Stonebones Snowskin

    Gerrit felt a mixture of things when he entered the Hedge: There was a thrill, for the local Thorns are completely new to him. There was anticipation, since he was about to meet his fellow Lost of the city. And there was excitement, as it wasn't only the turn of a season, but the first season of his time in Sacramento.

    He dressed in a simple black shirt (buttoned all the way up to his neck) and a dark pair of jeans. The way was made clear well enough, but the Ogre still kept up his vigilance - he pledged to the Wyrdstone, but for all his overly careful part cared he could be walking right into an elaborate Loyalist-trap. How do you justify those fears, this "being rather safe than sorry" if you still make sure to come extra on-time? Well, for one he had a positive feedback when he added his Glamour to the Stone. And he also was set on the idea to take those first few risks that came with a new beginning.

    Not wanting to come empty handed, he made an arrangement of Goldenrod, Dahlias, Chrysanthemums and Physalis. It pictured a color gradient of bright yellows over oranges to purple - a subtle reminder of the bloom of the current season and the season to come. He thought it would make a polite gift to the new Monarch.

    Arriving at the clearing Gerrit stopped - the monkey investigating the stew seemed harmless enough (or at least belonging to the gathering-to-be rather than being some kind of Hedgebeast), but he'd rather err on the side of caution for now. Patiently he waited for new guests to arrive or the other Lost to make the first move.


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  6. #4
    Seraphina's Avatar
    Seraphina
    Presence
    (Magnetic)
    Striking Looks
    (Enthralling)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Angelic)
    New Identity
    (Sarah Jones)
    Mantle (Spring)
    (In Mini Sheet)
    Seraphina

    Mien

    Softly shimmering gold flakes catch the light whenever she moves, delicate gilded and diamond scales extenuate the luminescent sapphires that are her eyes. The ocean lives in Sera's eyes, perfectly cut sapphires, gleam in the light. Deeper shades always shifting like the tide. The scales trail up to her temples and forehead. Her hair reaches down her back, brushing the back of her calves, spun silver and gold. Perfectly placed streaks of sea green are seen throughout her hair. Very fine diamond dust falls loose from her hair when she moves, reflecting rainbows from the light. The scales on her hands are dulled by the simple fact that her hands are translucent. There was an iridescent scale like skin that pulled delicately up from her ears. The membrane shimmered and created three curly points.
    Seraphina

    Fairest

    Nix/Treasured
    Mantle

    Cherry blossoms gilded in gold bloom from her hair, tumbling down as a warm rejuvenating spring breeze gently kisses the air with the scent of freshly cut grass. The sound of birds singing can be heard as the wildflowers grow and bloom in vibrant colors where she walks, swaying and lively in the breeze.
    Sera's hands and lower legs are translucent while the rest of her has cracks
    Seraphina

    Mask
    A fairly tall woman, roughly 5'11 with long, wavy dark brown hair. Her eyes are an intense, deep bright blue, reminding one of sapphires. Her lips are full and her skin is flawless. With that perfection comes a body that men fawn and drool over, and women envy.

    Health Tracker

    Haunted House
    Items

    Hedgespun Items

    Tear dropped shaped pendant, form fitted waterfall jacket

    Misc.

    -3 to any rolls involving Presence

    Jewelry

    Ring on right ring finger...the gold band matches her gilded golden skin, the blue sapphire matches her eyes and the diamonds her scales
    Seraphina Scenes
      -1 Glamour into Wyrdstone
      Dreaming, -1 WP to analyze, WP to hold Dream together, Dreamscape
      -1 Glamour for Dream Time, -1 WP, WP to Scour Glam to rebuild
     Harden Mask, Forgot to include in orig post, 
     

    +2
    SL
    +2
    DV
    5
    PRE

    Treasured Nix

    The night had arrived. It was Autumns night, but more importantly, it was Rhodes’ night.

    As such, it was time to unveil her dress. The one she had locked herself away in her Hollow, busting her ass to make sure the dress was perfect. It could not be a failure like the one last year.

    She had spent hours in the Tavern getting her hair ready and putting the dress on. Her hair was braided down her back with pieces of hair forming roses with red flowers, matched perfectly to the color of the color of Rhodes’, were tastefully placed in the braid. She wore very little makeup, just a bit of lip gloss. She never needed makeup.

    There was a goofy grin as she glimpsed the ring on her finger, the butterflies coming alive in her stomach. Fiancee had such a nice sound to it.

    But it was time to head her, and so she does.

    Walking into the Hedge, the ground cold beneath her feet. The ballet flats thin, and keeping her height to its more natural 5’11. She then felt her dress come to life around her body, the moonlight from the first Autumns moon illuminating her, the stars from the first Autumn night sky twinkling and moving. And that breeze from the first Autumn evening gently moving the material.

    Clutching a green velvet cloak around herself, one that matched his eyes, she was surprised, and a bit unnerved at the clearing. Memories of Briar Wolves filled her mind, and she felt her blood run cold. But straightens her back and continues.

    Spotting Sonnie, and a face she didn’t recognize, she makes her way over to the monkey.

    “Hey Sonnie! Loving that dress!” she gushed, “It looks great on you!”
    Treasured/Nix Wyrd●●●●

  7. #5
    Cassandra Reeding's Avatar

    Cassandra Moore
    Presence
    (Charismatic)
    Striking Looks
    (Radiant)
    Intelligence
    (Keen)
    Kith Blessing
    (Prismatic Heart)
    Status
    (Entertainment)
    Cassandra Reeding

    Eyes like cut, polished emeralds, waist-length scarlet hair, and glowing prismatic skin that seems to react to her emotional state, however what they mean is anyone's guess.

    +1
    SL
    4
    PRE

    Wyrd
    •••
    Polychromatic Artist

    Cassandra walks into the Autumn Hollow. She's been nervous all evening. She looks beautiful in her very old time horror aesthetic dress, with its puffy sleeves and cinched waist. Her hair is done in loose curls because, for the moment, it seems to be all her hair can hold. Her makeup is light with a smoky eye and her lips painted a dark red. Not that she needs much makeup given the constantly changing hues of her opalescent skin. On her back is her cello case, given how short she is, it's a wonder she seems to be able to hold it over her shoulder with what looks to be little effort.

    As she walks into the hedge, her skin seems to take on more of a soft glow to it. She hadn't spent much time back in the hedge for a good while, so she could only hope that this time would be better than the last. She steps into the clearing and looks around, relaxing as she views the autumnal display and drinks.

    She pauses as she views the sparkling gown of another guest and she is almost taken aback by the pure beauty of it. Actually, it was beautiful in an almost frightening way to her. The way it glows in the moonlight almost reminds her... She shakes her head and continues forward, trying not to think too hard on it. She's got a piece to play tonight and the rest of the freehold to meet. Can't give any shaken first impressions, can we? She sighs a little as she walks up to the three Changelings that had arrived, one she'd already briefly met.

    "Hello," Cassandra says in a quiet voice, "Nice to see you again, Sonnie."

    She looks to the other two, curtsying, "I haven't had the pleasure of meeting either of you yet. I'm Cassandra." Her gentle mantle mingles around her, a freezing breeze with a feeling as though you've also been touched by rays of sunlight.

  8. #6
    Ram's Avatar

    Attribute (Strength)
    (Barrel Chested)
    Merit (Arcadian Body:Str)
    (Huge Arms)
    Attribute (Dexterity)
    (Bull in a China shop)
    New ID (Andrew Sarcacious)
    Mantle (Summer)
    (+1 Athletics, Sounds of Battle)
    Ram

    Mask
    Six foot, barrel chested, and didn't skip leg day. Ram is a muscle bound behemoth. His face and body are scarred from numerous injuries and his movements look stilted with pain occasionally. Still, his craggy face does soften occasionally.

    Mien
    Ram looks like he could knuckle walk if he wanted. His arms and chest are enormous. More akin to a gorilla than human. His skin is an amalgamation of stony hide with fire cracks running through it and pieces of Fey machinery grafted at the joints. Segmented pieces of metal are bolted to run down his spine legs. Wood covers his skull with willow leaves providing hair, while curved bone horns sprout from the foliage.

    2
    PRE

    Ram's outfit was at least different, though it stayed very close to how he had normally dressed up to that point. He still needed to go out shopping for 'nicer' clothes for these events, given that dressing to the nines was just what you did around here. However, until then, he at least was wearing something that was newer. Even if it was still more practical than anything.

    They passed through a Hollow and then out again. The Orge wasn't sure why... maybe they thought this clearing was more 'spooky'? Ram didn't dislike Autumn but they could be weird folk sometimes. Still, in his limited experience, they were more active in helping a Freehold out, so they were all right by him most of the time. They had stew for example. Even if it was in a cliche-ass cauldron.

    Rather than risk bending a spoon or dropping it in by accident, Ram simply dipped a whole bowl in to scoop up some food. He waved and smiled at Sonnie and Sera, who he knew. The man with leather scars and purple bruises he didn't recognize.

    "Hey," he said as he approached the new guy "Don't think I've met you. I'm Ram." Broth dripped down the side of the bowl and land onto the Hedge floor.
    Render | Strength 6 | Mantle 1 Distant sounds of battle

  9. #7
    Gerrit's Avatar
    New Identity
    (Gerrit Jameson)
    Gerrit

    Mien:
    Leathery scars, bruises and scaly scabs cover the whole hairless body. There is a certain symmetry to the disfigurements, the color of the visible skin ranging from pale pink to purple and dark red. Lately patches of dark blue and black - frostbite - have appeared on his skin and some of the scabs have frozen over and crystalized.
    His right hand shows a copper-coloured, wilted and flaky scar, engulfing most of his palm and the inside of his wrist. Next to frostbite and bruised scars it adds a third layer of wounds bore by the Ogre.

    Mantle:
    Contrast seem to grow slightly more stark around Gerrit, the crisp clearness of a winter morning. Sometimes the sound of ice forming or breaking can be heard in a short, brisk snap. When using Contracts a subtle, biting cold can be felt around Gerrit - pins and needles prick both the Onyx and those close to him.

    Crown:
    Solid, thick panes of clear ice symmetrically arranged around his head with fern frost at the base.
    Active Pledges

    Motley Pledge

    Only a result of 10 on a die is considered a success. Should a given die result in no successes, the failure is considered to be a dramatic failure, though the oathbreaker may spend a point of willpower to negate this, making it a regular failure.
    -Until Oct 5th.

    1
    PRE

    Stonebones Snowskin

    The more otherworldly beautiful Lost arrived, the more Gerrit realized just how different the Fae were in changing their subjects. Makes you wonder just how they suffered to become drop-dead gorgeous... There was no bitterness to the thought. All right, almost no bitterness.

    His musing were interrupted by another Fairest actually addressing him. He smiled and bowed slightly, mirroring the flair of her introduction. "Yes, I'm afraid I am a completely new face around here. I'm Gerrit, pleasure meeting you." He didn't miss the similarities in their mantles, making a mental note to have a more private discussion with Cassandra later.

    Then, he turned towards the Ogre. At least not everyone in this Freehold was a Fairest. "Hello Ram. I'm Gerrit, nice to meet you." I have a feeling I'm going to say this one a lot today...


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    Anatole's Avatar
    Mantle (Autumn)
    (Shadows, heat and ringing metal)
    New Identity
    (Anatole Kolowksi)
    Strong Back
    Resources
    Anatole

    MASK
    A shorter, barrel chested man with a thick beard.

    MEIN
    A 'dwarf' with burned, scorched, and scarred skin.

    2
    PRE

    Smith

    Anatole limps into view, moving slowly down the trail and relying greatly on his gnarled walking stick. More often than not, the burly dwarf pauses to catch his breath and clutch, irritably, at his side. If someone was observant, that might notice how his hands - and sometimes his leg - trembles.

    The dwarf glowers, his eyes glittering under heavy brows. His mouth is twisted in a perpetual growl but that might be a function of his general discomfort as much as a surly temper.

    The wizened is waring a suit that seems to hang off him. The battle against Iron Meg is still recent and Anatole will take quite some time to recover.

    "Sera. Sonnie."

    Anatole manages to break a smile.

    "Word of our victory must be spreading. Look! New faces!"

    The dwarf paused to catch his breath; he let out a controlled sigh.

    Timey wimey goodness is upon us! Technically, this scene occurs before Summer Buffet. Which would mean Anatole is still severely injured . So I'll assume that is how things stand and roleplay accordingly Saber Sloth

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  13. #9
    James Turner's Avatar

    John Campbell
    New Identity
    (John Campbell)
    Rigid Mask
    Trained Observer
    Composure
    (Placid)
    Perfect Stillness
    James Turner

    Mien
    Skin pulled back tight against his frame and a ghostly white, eyes and mouth sucking and empty pits that appear to be without end. His shadow a deep black that seems to be driving the body instead of the other way around.

    2
    PRE

    Whisperwisp

    Sure his phone couldn’t actually reach anyone once he entered the hedge but so long as it had battery it was functionally an mp3 player. One never really knew how long or how dangerous a trek through the hedge was going to be only fitting that the Autumn gathering would be here. We always fear what we don’t understand. Words echoing through his mind, music bouncing off of it as he stepped into the clearing. He didn’t bother taking out his earbuds yet as he was not in social mode.

    The pale shadow seemed to melt into the clearing as the shadows pooled around him. His own seeming to be a prophet for the moves he was about to take, shifting and turning before the meat suit he wore did. Eyes vacant, hollow voids without ends that dripped shadow down his face. Chest heaving as he took a deep breath and sighed, shadows dribbling from his mouth echoing that sigh. Small box tucked under his arm, you’d think for someone with as much insight as he he’d be better at gift giving but he only ever saw what people needed not what they wanted.

    His footsteps immediately took him to the refreshments table, not saying Hello to anyone just yet. Hands grabbing a glass, a bottle, a cider, combing the two and then bringing the cup up to his lips with another sigh, though a lighter one now, satisfaction running through his body.

    Ok now I’m ready.

    His other hand reached up, pulling the earbuds from his ears, slowly twirling them to wrap them up neatly – though they’d end up a tangled ball in his pocket anyway. Thumb hitting the stop button to cease the music that had kept playing through them then looked around to those gathered, not recognizing two of the faces, eyebrow cocking in confusion.

    “Evening.” Said to no one in particular, just a general greeting for those gathered before his hands moved to start another drink and set it in front of him. “Something to take the edge off there Anatole?”


    Goes by the name: John

  14. #10
    Titania's Avatar
    Pretty Princess
    Presence
    (Lovely)
    Mantle
    (Spring)
    Arcadian Body
    (Presence)
    Striking Looks
    (Gorgeous)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Posh Accent)
    Titania

    Telluric / Bright One

    Fairest


    Mask

    A striking brunette in her 20s with deep blue eyes, shoulder length hair and a 1000-watt smile. Her features have a radiant beauty to them. She styles herself after the latest fashions, never forgetting to add a touch of tradition to her mises.
    Titania

    Mien

    The elegant and armonious movement of the celestial spheres is reflected upon her hair, galaxies dance across the pitch black background in clockwork-like precision, delicate specks of moondust blaze down in her wake, disappearing just as they touch the floor. Her eyes, like star sapphires, shine in tandem with the globes of light that dance around her, floating like planets swept around a Sun.
    Titania

    Mantle

    A field of roses under the glistening pale moon of a star sprangled spring night. Occasionally, midnight blue roses emerge from her hair, their petals swept by a gentle breeze, just to fade into the bed of sparkling diamond moondust left in her trail by her mien, vanishing without trace soon thereafter.

    1
    FAME
    +2
    SL
    +1
    DV
    5
    PRE

    Telluric Bright One

    Unlike last year, when you dazzled the crowd with your lights, you've decided to opt for discretion.
    You arrive a bit late, clad in a black trench coat and hat not unlike those worn by the detectives of a hard-boiled novel.
    Autumn is not your favorite season, and you can't claim much allegiance for its concepts or its courtiers.
    But you can't forsake a mundane event, can you?
    You nod to the wisps, sending your own to play with them as you make your way toward the Wyrdstone.

    "Good Afternoon", you say.
    New Identity ● (Eleanor Tessier)
    Fame ● (Social Media)

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