Today I received a letter that mentioned something about a great winter festival taking place at somewhere called Winter-home. The letter directed me to see a festival representative; it seems there is one at Michel Delving where I am visiting at present. Well, I certainly need no second invitation to a festival as such a thing surely involves copious quantities of food and drink!
I found the representative near the stable master and was delighted to see a fellow kin-mate, Metira, who was also on her way to the festival. What a splendid pony she was riding.
I spoke to the festival stable master and what followed I can only describe as magic. One moment I was in Michel Delving, the next in a snowy landscape with a splendid town in view. I have no idea how such was achieved but I strongly suspect Gandalf’s hand in this. I decided to suspend my disbelief and simply enjoy myself. I spoke to a gentleman called Albert Yule and he gave me some guidance. In a short time I was acquainted with all the delights of Winter-home.
And such delights! Lets see, there was food aplenty with an eating contest going on, there were barrels of ale, dancing, snowball fights, splendid fireworks (ha, I knew it was Gandalf, he does the best fireworks) and, oooh, the best thing of all, there was a theatre with plays being performed! It was a little raucous with some of the audience throwing rotten fruit at the actors but they also threw flower petals as well at their favourites. Splendid fun. And I got to meet one of the stars, a fellow kin-mate called Hanreth.
Of course, there were also tasks to perform, after all one must earn your rewards. But these were not onerous and I met other kin-mates like Crashin and Dandar and Darkin as I worked.
Darkin confused me – when I first saw him he was most splendidly attired – though I have to question his choice of colour for his cloak; I mean turquoise, is he sure about that? But then I saw him the next day and he was most strangely attired, almost as though he was in disguise. Perhaps he is a spy!
The town itself looked very pretty and I was especially taken with the ice sculptures.
The snowfield was also nice with lots of snowmen but I had to wear my warmest boots it was so cold. I have noticed some nice winter outfits being worn and have determined to earn some myself.
Oh, joy, look who I have found, its my old friend Twobeers, who I have written about before. The old rogue looked splendid in his top hat and he appeared to be dragging a large cask of ale along. “Just the one beer, Twobeers” I said. He laughed and said “well, I need one hand for my tankard and it is a particularly large beer I have here. I’m just off to find a quiet corner and settle in for the afternoon”. I had to laugh, he is a character.
I did see lots of other kin-mates but have not yet had time to make sketches of them, perhaps later. But I wish everyone in the kin a happy festival and hope they are all having as much fun as me!
/OOC and a special thank you to everyone for reading my adventures – long may you prosper.
And a name check and thank you to Satine, Faya and Dnote from CM for keeping us so well informed this year – may you have an everlasting supply of stroopwafels 😉