Stormorajdanto
Drop, Search, Ascend
- Joined
- Nov 7, 2013
- Location
- In your nightmares, and your dreams
(( This is actually a lore piece behind the Winter Festival (Vintro Festo) for my Town in Chronicles of Elyria on the NA-E Luna server in the Kingdom of Bordweall. I hope you enjoy it and the story will update every day for the duration of December along with a new snowflake each day! ))
It is an intriguing sight, for you see a large man, redheaded with his hair braided back and an equally long and elegantly braided beard, bouncing along the street as if he were a child. Dressed simply, denoting the life of a farmer or laborer, the man had a large messenger bag sitting across his body and from it his large fingers drew forth the most delicate of lace in the form of varying shapes.
These shapes, as you draw closer, you can see are delicately detailed and none two are alike. Some are made from linen, some from cotton, some from wool, others are twine, ribbon, or even a few woven from wild flowers. The only thing they hand in common was that they were hexagonal, though even that could be questioned as they looked more like decorative wagon wheels than anything.
Either way, as the large man reaches you, he pulls another from his bag with a flourish and hands it to you with a large smile. "Happy Vintro Festo!" He exclaimed and as you take the the thing and stare at it, maybe you knew what it was, maybe you didn't, he added on. "It's a snowflake. Hang it up and it'll bring you good luck!" Then he's off to hand out more of them, his bag full to bursting and you have a feeling there will certainly be more.
[img=50x50]https://i.imgur.com/YXsglCr.jpg[/img]
It is an intriguing sight, for you see a large man, redheaded with his hair braided back and an equally long and elegantly braided beard, bouncing along the street as if he were a child. Dressed simply, denoting the life of a farmer or laborer, the man had a large messenger bag sitting across his body and from it his large fingers drew forth the most delicate of lace in the form of varying shapes.
These shapes, as you draw closer, you can see are delicately detailed and none two are alike. Some are made from linen, some from cotton, some from wool, others are twine, ribbon, or even a few woven from wild flowers. The only thing they hand in common was that they were hexagonal, though even that could be questioned as they looked more like decorative wagon wheels than anything.
Either way, as the large man reaches you, he pulls another from his bag with a flourish and hands it to you with a large smile. "Happy Vintro Festo!" He exclaimed and as you take the the thing and stare at it, maybe you knew what it was, maybe you didn't, he added on. "It's a snowflake. Hang it up and it'll bring you good luck!" Then he's off to hand out more of them, his bag full to bursting and you have a feeling there will certainly be more.
[img=50x50]https://i.imgur.com/YXsglCr.jpg[/img]