"It's time," Saoire said, looking at the small individual with her. They had been preparing for this for a long time - earlier, Saoire had been with them all, the group of her closest, and they had put together the final preparations. The night before, in her workshop, Saoire had told them how tonight they would travel all across Idalos bringing small gifts and good cheer. Children throughout the land had awoken this morning to find trinkets and tchotchkes, gifts given which brought smiles to young faces.
That had been last night. This trial, though, they were bringing together people who Saoire had selected. Individuals who were prepared to give to another - who had taken her prompting, in dreams and visions, and had moved forward - acted - to prepare a gift. And, for the first time, her children would be there when the gifts were exchanged. It was a privilege, and they all knew it. To be there, to witness the giving of a gift by a kind soul.
This was one such soul.
The magic which Saoire wove was more complex, more nuanced than many could understand. Indeed, it would seem that perhaps she had roped Ralaith in to this event - or maybe this was part of her own purview. It wasn't clear, but what was obvious was that these events took place in the literal blink of an eye. Gennadiya was going about their daily business, as was Cyrus when they heard the gentle tinkling of a bell. As their ears heard the sound, not yet sure whether it was indeed a bell or in fact the tinkling laughter of a sprite or fairy, they were suddenly somewhere else.
Gennadiya and Cyrus found themselves standing in a woodland. The ground was covered with snow, the branches heavy with it - but they were not cold. They were standing next to a large rock which had been used as a makeshift table, with hot sweet rolls, flavoured with cinnamon and other spices. Standing with them was a woman, wearing a beautiful crown of pine cones, glitter, and many small and intricate baubles. She wore a long purple dress and even her hair shimmered with glitter. She smiled at the two of them.
"I bid you welcome!" They knew who she was, somehow, even before she spoke the next words, "I am Saoire, and this is my very dear friend.". She gestured to a roughly four foot tall individual with a pointed black nose and spines instead of hair, flowing down her back who stepped out from behind Saoire.
"Givers of gifts! It is my pleasure to meet you and I thank you for your generosity", said the small individual. Looking around with wide eyes, the small bipedal hedgehog considered that she had never seen anyone with the colour of Gennadiya's hair. She was so looking forward to seeing more!
"We are here," Saoire said, her voice gentle and bubbling with mirth and joy, "Because Gennadiya has a gift for you Cyrus". She gestured around, as though the gift was nearby. Which, Gennadiya would see, it was. "I will leave you, now, to give your gift, but Folkra will stay with you, and when you are ready to go back to your lives, will facilitate that."
And, with the sound of a wave crashing against the shore, Saoire was gone. The small creature with them smiled.
Welcome to your Saoire Event 720 Thread!
This thread is for Gennaiya to give a gift to Cyrus.
The thread is Face to Face and so will be eligible for both skill points and knowledge, as long as the usual review requirements are met. At the end of the thread, both pc's will be returned to where they were. Literally and exactly where they were. Feel free to start your posts with where you were and what you were doing.
You may play Folkra as an NPC throughout this thread. If you ask specific questions, feel free to PM Peg or Munch, but largely the NPC will not be giving anything away.
When you have completed the thread, please post here to claim your medals!
