The Harvest Faire: October Catch-All!

[loveskulls]

[ As the sun rises at the start of the month, a forest of colorful tents arises outside the city gates. It is not an enemy encampment, though, unless you hate fun. Then yes, it is an enemy encampment. Fun is assaulting the Kingdom in full force, as Harvest Faire fever sweeps across the nation. ]

[ You may join crowds of eager people on the initial days, or wait until the mania has died down to a more casual flow—but either way, there’s a lot to see and do at the faire. It all has to do with people trying to sell you on their religions by showing you their October Best in holidays, but the people of the Kingdom know that if they’re boring or too hard with their sales, no one will come back. So expect a fun, full immersion experience into this or that cult! Food, beverage, and substances will be provided, along with any props you may need to participate. ]

[ Or, I guess, find opportunities to get paid to be a carny, if money is more your speed than fun. ]

[ Cults are on a rotating schedule, so they won’t be the same every day, but eager acolytes will be glad to tell you when they’ll be back in the tent again, so you’ll be welcome to come back again. Maybe even bring a friend along with you? They’re often all smiles on the advertising side, no matter how macabre or dark their faith may be. ]

[ And hey, look, on some days, there’s empty tents... ]

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Comments

[heiresy]

Oh, as if I'm the first lunatic in his smallclothes to walk around vowing to flee my job.

[Despite saying that, he's very aware now of his outburst in combination with his near-nudity. The world begins to refocus and his passion dies down somewhat, he turns to the town crier and shrugs.]

'Twould be for the best for me to finish my work here, at least. My capacity for shame has grown somewhat, I needn't retreat into the woods for this... Is that what you would do, if you were me?

[crimsonlight]

[Yenh grins, looking over at the crier. She nods an apology.]

Ah, now that was innuendo.

In your place... I believe I would be posing sensually for the onlookers, head held high! You took this work, after all. Do your best with it.

[heiresy]

Aye, 'tis the adventurer's way, then? [He had to admit he felt silly posing sensually. He couldn't think of a time he had done that in his life. Peacocking, sure. But that had dignity attached. Control. Clothing.]

[He just continues what he's doing, trying his best, though it is not very good. He skates by on looks alone.]

I shall meet you later at your home. We will speak more on this adventuring.