[MINGLE] Saints & Sinners Masquerade

[sixthiteration]

WHERE: Corn field next to the inn
WHEN: 31 October, all day and night
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Please warn as appropriate in your subject lines
NOTES: Please make sure you have read and understand the event details! If you have questions, drop them here. RECOMMENDED BUT NOT REQUIRED: Put your SCRUBS COLOR in your OTA subject line for folks doing bingo. Time your OTA for the harvest feast, the masquerade, or both. Costume matches and details for folks who did not get matched are here.

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This morning, our intrepid villagers awoke to a surprise of the nicer kind: A bundle of clothing left at the foot of their bed, tied with a bow. There is also a note: Put on your new outfit and join the festivities in the corn field next to the inn.

You may be thinking, what corn field next to the inn? The one that sprung up fully-mature overnight, of course.

In the middle of the field, villagers will find an autumn feast: Tables piled with harvest time food and drink, warm and rustic decorations, the day's sunshine fending off any chill in the air.

Tuck in and enjoy, villagers, but take note: Things often look different in the dark, and you might be one of them.

Comments

[blindninja]

"Oh, um. I met someone." Something, actually, but he doesn't want to come across like he's crazy. "He gave me a. Stick. I just have to attune to my inner divine carpenter and whittle it down a bit." He'd apologise for subjecting her to B-grade Catholic jokes but she seems to be humouring him so far.

[tothefly]

Hey, honestly, are there any other kind? She doesn't seem to mind, giving a quiet laugh. "Well, that's something, at least. From the looks of things we won't exactly have a ton to do during the winter here, so whittling's as good a hobby as any, probably. I'm thinking of learning to knit. It sounds nice and domestic."

[blindninja]

"Oh. Knitting?" He can't help but laugh. It's probably far more useful than 'whittling', but it does seem like something incredibly domestic that the majority of working people their age probably aren't too familiar with.

"You'll have to let me know how easy it is to do blindfolded."

[tothefly]

"Sure, why not? Seems about as useful as anything else, once it starts to snow. If it starts to snow. I'm not sure what to expect from the weather here, yet." And there's no hiding the amusement in her voice as she considers the rest of his words. "If you think I won't do just that, then you definitely don't know me yet. Blindfolded sounds like an interesting challenge. If I can manage it, you wanna learn?"

[blindninja]

"Sure, if you'll teach me." He raises his head and flashes a tight-lipped smile in her general direction. "You might need the patience of a saint though." Fair warning. He's not a slow learner but he's taken his abilities for granted all these years, it's not going to be as easy as he'd hoped keeping count and telling all the loops and stray bits of yarn apart.

[tothefly]

"I can do patient." Her voice is amused, easy, and if she's maybe laughing a little internally at the irony, at least none of it is coming through as directed at him. "It's a very important quality. I'll let you know once I've become a master of blindfolded knitting."