Feast of the Blades

During the day a messenger bird is fluttering about haven dropping off letters to the homes of some adventureres and it reads. "Greetings adventureres and warriors alike I am hosting a feast in honor of feats of bravery you have commited or the perils you have come against. I invite you to come to my home of The Halls of Light and partake in revelry to honor our blades, bowes, and magic's that have helped us in our times of need. Our weapons, our symbols, and our Casting focuses will be put out on display and stories of them will be given by their owners for every weapon has something to say. I will also tell the few stories that I know of for the Avowed blade Jadarel, the Sunsword, and the Solon greatsword Talon. We will also honor the smiths and bowyers who create such masterful items there is a Dwarren shrine in the halls for those who wish to pay respect to it. Any who decide to come and feast with us should do so on the 44th each person is allowed to bring along one person who can go into the temple I only have so much seating but any are aloud to stay in the town where a festival will also take place." Tek Valorn, Lil, Kroasi, Jon Heron, Beldak, Raven, Lux, Gabriella, Sharleen, Grigor, Vâltyr, Dux, Vedinia, Tanin, Kaar, Ffiona, Bort, Boone, Argus, Marokin, and Yuuki Are the people who letters are sent to also to the Emperor and his guard with the addition of the top three from the tournament taking place soon. Another post is put around haven, nearby towns, and the Vale if any of them chose to come. "Greetings, to any who read this on the 39-43rd the tournament will be held to decide the men who are worthy of being the Emperors guard and after the tournament those who are victorious will be hosted at the Halls of Light so they choose for a feast in their honor along with warriors and adventurers that have done deeds noteworthy. But this is no reason not to involve yourself in merriment to any of those who can make the journey the town underlying the halls named Dwor town will be opening its doors for a night where great feasts will be had in honor of the brave men keeping our lands safe. If the journey can not be made to the mainland I am sure those on Haven will find the Blue Sashes bar The Tipsy Mermaid quite accommodating for such an event. I hope to see you all for the drinks and merriment that shall ensue on the night of the 44th."

Argus reads the notice and smiles "Eh! Echidna! Dere is a feast at that Cain fella's place! Doesn't say whetha I can bring you along, so just come and we'll see, alright? But don't you get drunk too much!" Saying that he lifts his indexfinger at her and she smirks at him... "I don't really get dat other stuff he is writin on about, must 'ave been drunk while writin it..." and he shakes his head while saying that.

"It'll be nice to honer are weapons, after all, mine has saved my ass far to many times"  OOC when do you plan on doing this, because sept is a busy month for me  

Grigor will attend of course

Its just an RP post Thai but if ppl want to do a rp game I am sure that would be fine. Just waiting to see who says they attend. 

Edited to look a bit nicer 

Vâltyr will accept the invitation and. If the fates allow it, be present at the feast.

Dux would gladly accept this honour. Any chance to meet such warriors of renown and spend time with them and Cain would be well spent as their advice and expert opinions would help in his advancement to be better, for himself and the Emperor.

Tek smiles as he finishes reading the letter, excited at the thought of making new friends. He is eager to attend. However, the thought of not having someone to take along quickly erases the smile on his face. If only Elizabeth were here , he thinks to himself.

Tanin would honored to join and listen to all the great tells and help with anything that need to be prepared at the hall of light.

It turns out the fates did not allow it, Vâltyr will send a letter explaining he has come upon information of utmost importance to a personal matter and will be absent for a few months. He will apologize for not beeing able to attend the feast and sincerely hopes no offense is taken by Cain as the host or any other party involved.

Cain, I am glad that you thought of me and am honored by your invitation to attend your festival, however I must decline. While you no doubt mean well and have the best of intentions I find a celebration of weapons and violence to be a very uncomfortable prospect. As you know, the Chorus of Ellasansara opposes the use of violence, except as the very last resort - and even then some still oppose it - and lately I find myself thinking often of that barkeeper back in Hunter's Inn, and how easily we found it to put arrows in him as he ran. I think back to the taking of your halls last year too now, and how many men and women died there at our hands to take it. This land is dangerous enough as it is without us adamant making it even more so, and with the War of the Red and White looming over us there is even more prospect of it so I'm afraid I would be a misery to your celebrations, doing a disservice to your other guests. However, should you decide in the future to hold a feast for plowshares, augurs and spindels please do remember me again. Your friend, Ezekiel Boone

After feast in the halls is done the sound of merriment can be heard in town and any who do not fear heights and look down will see many figures dancing and drinking in the streets. He directs the parties attention to a wall of blades many of which he explains were the weapons of adventurers who lives were lost in the past and this is a shrine honoring them. There are three tombs lined next to one another each tomb with a stone statue in the figure of a human holding a blade. These tombs are of the Unknown Warrior, my dearest friend Horcus, and an old Solon named Gedran. In there hands respectively they hold the Sunsword, the Avowed blade Jadarel, and a Dwarren metal sword named Helios. Cain starts to go into detail of the weapon's stories for awhile and when Dux shuffles near the sword Helios it starts to glow vibrantly the closer he gets to it. Cain pauses in sentence when he sees this and motions for Dux to step forward to the tomb.

Dux steps forward and kneels, "Master Cain...?" A shine of devout fervour in his eyes. "How is it that you make the sword glow without touching it? Has Sol blessed you so?"

Cain smiles for a moment. "I have stood near this blade many times and never has its light shined for me. Only when you approached it did it shine, the blade chooses its master. Take its hilt in your hand and see if it accepts you." 

Dux rises slowly, looking around the room at all the others gathered. "Are you sure Master Cain?" He grabs the Sword by the hilt and.....

Cain gives a nod and as you grab the hilt the stony grasp that was holding the blade in place releases allowing you to pull the blade free its light shining to full brilliance. "Ah, so Gedran has chosen you to be its new master it seems. Take good care of it Dux and in turn it shall take care of you"

As the blade flares to full radiance, a ghostly figure appears and takes the sword from your hands. He then touches you with it on each shoulder and you hear words, faintly By the Grace of Sol I give you the right to bear arms and the power to mete justice. Bear this blade with honor and it will not fail you. Never give up the quest to shine Sol's bright light where-ever there is darkness. And always remember; Sol can only help those who are selfless and brave. Dole out not your courage nor your valour. Arise now Solon Knight. And so saying the figure vanishes and you hear a profound sighing as if a promise long kept is finally fulfilled.

Dux holds the blade aloft in front of him for a long while, letting the words of the spirit sink in. "You and I, shall do great things together, in honour of Sol, all your previous wielders, all those to come after me, and your maker." he whispers softly to the blade. Turning his attention back to the real world he coughs and looks to Cain. "Seems we now, truly, are brothers in arms, if there ever was any doubt. My path is clearer then ever, as a Solon Knight, I have been chosen to uphold the laws and tenants of Sol, may his light never dim!" Suddenly remembering that they are in fact in the middle of a feast, Dux grows ashamed. "I'm sorry Master Cain, you were telling us about these weapons, before I so rudely interrupted you."

Cain gives a loud chuckle and pats Dux on the shoulder "I am sorry but I have to admit that the real reason you and the others were invited here is because you are all strong warriors and these blades lied in waiting for their successors and I hoped to match them with some of you. Forgive me in not telling you in the invite."

Dux laughs nervously. "I hope that does not happen again, I can only carry so much, despite my size. I shall take my leave to go sit on that bench over there and get better antiquated with this blessed blade I have been given into my care. Let someone else have a chance to get chosen by Sol." He slinks over to the nearest bench and can be seen muttering, mumbling, and stroking the blade.   

The Emperor pushes through the crowd and observes Dux for a moment and then takes up the Sunsword and passes it over the heads of all those who are assembled. Suddenly the gem on the hilt kindles to wavering light and the Emperor looks amazed and places the blade on the floor. It rests upright on it's tip as if held by an invisible hand. As soon as the Emperor steps back, the sword vanishes in a flash of light. What none mark is that it re-appears on the side of Tanin the Cleric. Later the Emperor comes over and warns Tanin That sword is the greatest symbol of our Empire. But none of the Royal Line have been able to wield it since before the time of Valmar. Now it chooses you. Be wary as this is both boon and curse. Few of those who have ever wielded this blade lived long. Yet most did great deeds. This sword slew Skara the Titan Drake in the hands of Sol himself. Later, it was wielded in the War of Fire and tasted Grorgormar the Red; the Dragon of Caradnas the tainted one. Even in the Demon Wars it was not idle and ended the Demon Nastar. Bear it well Master Cleric but keep it secret and safe.

"Well then I am glad to have brought everyone here I did not expect two of the three weapons to react. This is good use these tools to protect those you see around you and others you adventure with. Your weapons along with your allies shall keep you safe and I hope to acquire more of these ancient tools so they may be placed in the hands of our allies and be used to protect loved ones."  Cain motions the group to follow him and walks to a side room. "This here is a tree of Elisvara the wife of Sol made by the Dwarren people in the image of what used to grow in the forest of Sondar where the Lykeri made their ancient kingdom alongside the Elvarin. Any of you who would like to give respect to the Dwarren smiths or to Elisvara can do so before leaving if they so wish. I would like to join the people of the town and the visitors in merriment and hope you will join me."

Tanin stands amazed and honored that sword has chosen him. I lift the sword up high and kneel praise be to Sol who i give my life and eternal servitude to may i walk the path of your light and do great deeds in your name. As the emperor approaches Tanin again kneels before the emperor my liege with this weapon it my duty to protect the empire if the need ever arises i shall be there for you and the empire.  

Tanin kneels before the tree and pays his respect to Elisvara 

Dux gets down next to Tanin, smiles to him, then faces the statue, offering at silent prayer to Sol, and words of thanks and   respect to the Dwarren smiths, and to Elisvara. He then gets up and thanks his host Cain, before walking over to the Emperor himself. "Sols light ever shine upon you" he says as he bows deep, then he takes his leave to make sure people stay on their best behaviour in their revelry.

Ffiona will, if permitted by Cain, lay and sleep beside the tree as she did before. Hoping to see visions alike the one's she saw the last time she came and slept by the tree.