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Dragons' First Thanks-For-Life Day [Contest]

Postby Azura Rayume » 11/09/2015 10:34 PM

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Diana took a deep breath through her nose, a grin spreading over her face as her nostrils widened at the scents. She had spent a very long time locked away in that tower, so much so that any memory she had of Thanks-for-Life Day were distant and cloudy or else something she had read about along the way. Even after being freed, she had to live as a dragon instead of returning to her family, and Paragon were not always the most well-versed in human traditions.

Fiag had been persistent in interrogating her about just such festivals, though, and he had latched onto this one. Within a few days, he had orchestrated this whole feast. He had taken over the main hall and the kitchens and food stores after Alastor had given the okay. It was, well, sweet, actually. She still wasn't sure if he did it all because of her or his weird obsession with humans, but she was fine with it either way.




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Re: Dragons' First Thanks-For-Life Day [Contest]

Postby Azura Rayume » 11/09/2015 10:41 PM

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Fiag padded up beside the female Frost, his maw split into a giddy grin. He nudged her shoulder to get her attention and puffed out his chest proudly. This had been quite a bit of work on his part, but it would be worth it if she liked it.

"What do you think?" he asked, eyes flitting between her and the other dragons gathering in the hall. Long slabs of stone had been arranged like tables and lined with food. After one or two Paragon got the idea of seating in little spaces along the sides, the rest seemed to be picking it up.

"It's perfect, Fiag," Diana said, finding herself a spot. "We should probably get started, though."

"Right!" The Primal gave Alastor, the brown Ambia at the head of the table, a quick nod, then began. "Hey, everyone! Welcome to the Spire's first ever Thanks-for-Life Day. It's traditional at these things to share something you're thankful for before you eat, so, um, let's go down the table and do that, alright?"




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