06-02-2022, 07:59 PM
With the Spring Equinox and May Day event pushed forward, Romulus had decided to merge the endings of both. On the last day of May, the leader started prepping the short event with others and eventually formed an idea, bringing forth the idea today. The mainland was decorated accordingly. Colorful and bright, any eye would be engrossed in the sight easily. Flowers draped across the homes across the area, carnivorous plants peacefully swayed in the wind, and pollen flowed through the air gracefully for all to see. In the middle of the area was a large bonfire with pheasants slowly roasting in the flames, ready to be enjoyed by all visitors and wanderers that chose to gather. Off to the side laid piles of flowers, herbs, and other materials to make gifts with. The day was surprisingly calm and beautiful for the Coalition of the Condemned, something the kingpin cherished. He only hoped the tradition continued this year.
The sun started to peek over the skyline festivities began. No announcement was needed, only the rising sun in the morning. The task was understood by old and new: form bonds and begin anew with the upcoming summer. The lion started his day off with heading towards the middle to set up and start the bonfire's flame with a thought on the mind. 'Would it rain? Would an omen bless our children?' So far, no. Violet eyes stared up at the sky with a frown, noting the lack of clouds, but the kingpin kept his hopes up. With a shake of his head, he turned away from the sky and stared down at the flame. Perhaps the flames would rage against all opposition later on.
Paws swiveled around and his path changed. The lion drifted over towards the pile of flowers nearby. Naturally, he floated over towards the purples and whites that were separated out neatly. A pleased hum softly left him. What to do... What to do... There were many loved ones to cover today, but as the leader, he had to present himself fairly also. With that in mind, careful claws took ahold of a few pastel flowers and sat down to work. Precision and a good eye was key as he worked. Weaving in and out, he guided the stems and petals into place to form a circular contraption. Every now and then, he'd hold it out to look at it with a questionable stare, only to continue working. In a grand and final gesture outwards, he glared out at his work and let out a relieved sigh. Done. Hesitant paws guided his work up and around his horns, only to let it fall softly into his mane. A crown fit for a king now rested on his head. Violet and alabaster-colored flowers, highlighted by green stems and leaves, lined Romulus for all to see. In hindsight, he could have used his elementals to make his creation, but he figured putting in the effort would appear more genuine as a leader.
Content in his appearance, the lion rose up from the soft ground and onto his paws with a smile. His eyes surveyed the area around him, content in the crowd beginning to gather and celebrate and watched as most of the mainland's population started to mingle. Hopefully, the peace would remain. He would watch with a careful eye, but for now, he slowly mingled, chatted, and sauntered his way closer to the Jaws of the Serpent's entrance in hopes of spotting some incoming visitors.
The sun started to peek over the skyline festivities began. No announcement was needed, only the rising sun in the morning. The task was understood by old and new: form bonds and begin anew with the upcoming summer. The lion started his day off with heading towards the middle to set up and start the bonfire's flame with a thought on the mind. 'Would it rain? Would an omen bless our children?' So far, no. Violet eyes stared up at the sky with a frown, noting the lack of clouds, but the kingpin kept his hopes up. With a shake of his head, he turned away from the sky and stared down at the flame. Perhaps the flames would rage against all opposition later on.
Paws swiveled around and his path changed. The lion drifted over towards the pile of flowers nearby. Naturally, he floated over towards the purples and whites that were separated out neatly. A pleased hum softly left him. What to do... What to do... There were many loved ones to cover today, but as the leader, he had to present himself fairly also. With that in mind, careful claws took ahold of a few pastel flowers and sat down to work. Precision and a good eye was key as he worked. Weaving in and out, he guided the stems and petals into place to form a circular contraption. Every now and then, he'd hold it out to look at it with a questionable stare, only to continue working. In a grand and final gesture outwards, he glared out at his work and let out a relieved sigh. Done. Hesitant paws guided his work up and around his horns, only to let it fall softly into his mane. A crown fit for a king now rested on his head. Violet and alabaster-colored flowers, highlighted by green stems and leaves, lined Romulus for all to see. In hindsight, he could have used his elementals to make his creation, but he figured putting in the effort would appear more genuine as a leader.
Content in his appearance, the lion rose up from the soft ground and onto his paws with a smile. His eyes surveyed the area around him, content in the crowd beginning to gather and celebrate and watched as most of the mainland's population started to mingle. Hopefully, the peace would remain. He would watch with a careful eye, but for now, he slowly mingled, chatted, and sauntered his way closer to the Jaws of the Serpent's entrance in hopes of spotting some incoming visitors.
ROMULUS MALUS
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