Autumnleaf's looks around for the thrown lettuce, but unfortunately, her show was so rousing that the crowd gathering around her asking for an encore are making it impossible for her to move much. The others on the race are all a bit distracted and are unable to control their steeds. Even Speedwell was surprised at the lettuce thrown from the stands. Breakneck hears the crowd cheering and, thinking it’s for him, dashes forward a bit faster this turn. Whizzy and Quickleaf are neck and neck! And we’re getting close to the end. Just over 100ft to go!
Current distance after the fourth round: 1) Shellymoo - 310' 2) Nimblefoot - 290' 3) High Road - 270' 4) Quickleaf - 370' 5) Flowerflash - 200' 6) Whizzy - 380' 7) Breakneck - 300' 8) Queen's Majesty - 270'
Autumnleafnarrows her eyes at the crowd, not pleased about someone interrupting the race by throwing something like that, but continues to play, though she does try and turn peoples attention back to the race, and the racers, who are the real stars.
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Queen’s Majesty, almost feeling Giovani having given up, spurs ahead this round! Inif controls his steed pretty well, and Speedwell gains his momentum back to full speed.
Current distance after the fourth round: 1) Shellymoo - 400' 2) Nimblefoot - 390' 3) High Road - 330' 4) Quickleaf - 470' 5) Flowerflash - 290' 6) Whizzy - 440' 7) Breakneck - 360' 8) Queen's Majesty - 370'
Gonna go ahead and summarize the end here…
As they round the final corner, Speedwell just pulls ahead of Whizzy, finishing about one full snail length ahead of the dwarf on the snail, swearing as he it hit in the face from some dust coming up off Quickleaf. Once the race is completed, the MC comes up and gives Speedwell a wreath of flowers and a potion that he says will help him at some point in the future. He also turns to poor Inif, who came in behind all the others, and hands him a simple wooden wand that he says can cast dancing lights once before turning into a flower.
As you then leave the stadium, the adrenaline still flowing through you, a bugbear wearing dungarees, fairy wings, and a helmet made from a jack-o’-lantern approaches you. “Follow me,” he growls. “Management wants to see you.”
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Speedwell pockets the potion, thanking the MC for it. Then, after being approached by the bugbear, Speedwell says to the group, “Shall we? We’ve been wanting to speak with management.”
Autumnleafcollects her winnings and meets back up with the others, though when she see's the Bugbear and hears his words, she slumps with a frown where she flutters midair."Perhaps we could stop to eat first? My stomach is rumbling, and I have a mighty thirst."
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Autumnleaf had an apple in the morning, too excited about meeting back up with all of you at the carnival to worry about eating. She's legitimately hungry. Remember it's going on midnight now. Speedwell would also remember that she has brought up food for the last couple of hours, so it isn't a sudden thing.
The bugbear nods beneath his pumpkin helmet and begins to lead the way towards the staff area. Approaching you see a tangled wall of thorns surrounding a cluster of wagons lit by lanterns. This caravan is barely visible through the thicket. As he nears the wall of thorns they shift and bed opening into a doorway, through which he directs you to go through. Once you do, he follows, and as soon as he is through and walking away from the thicket it shifts back into the thick bramble it had been just a minute before.
Enclosed by the wall of thorns is a circle of eight brightly painted wagons, one of which is a glass-enclosed water tank.The bugbear leads you to a circle of wagons. Leaning against a particularly ostentatious wagon is an aging clown with a painted grin. He puffs on a bubble pipe and glares at you as the bugbear, ignoring the clown, opens the wagon’s door and ushers you inside.
A flamboyant elf grins from ear to ear as he welcomes you into the wagon with a theatrical bow. “Please come in, it’s a delight to meet you all! I am Mister Light, and this is my associate, Mister Witch.” He gestures to a stocky elf lounging on a bunk. Mister Witch nods to you and doffs his top hat. He then adds, “I would like to express my gratitude on behalf of the carnival. You all have brought much joy to the evening.” As he says this he glances at the weathervane in his hands which is spinning slowly clockwise. “Please, come in, have a snack and a drink, and tell us how you all know each other to be able to share such joy with those around you.”
Autumnleafgrins to see both of the carnivals proprietors, and grins all the more at the offer of snacks and drinks, flying up to the two."T'is I Autumnleaf, good Mr's Witch and Light, and I am so very pleased for the chance to speak with you both tonight. It's been many years since last I was here, at this carnival I hold so very dear."She turns, gesturing to the others."I'd like to introduce my friends, should I be allowed. Giovanni, Speedwell, and Inif, allies and friends, so avowed."Then she gives a little bow and looks to the others, scooting to the side a bit and towards where the aforementioned snacks are.
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Mr Light smiles big and looks over to Autumnleaf as she takes some snacks and says, “Ah yes! Our little Autumnleaf! It is so good to see you again. As you know our rotations around the planes go so fast. We’re back here already!” He then laughs and adds, “It does make sense that one of our Hands would be leading the group bringing joy to the carnival. Isn’t that right Witch?” To which Mr Witch looks over, and a grin ever so quickly graces his face before quickly falling away as he says, “Yes. Good to see you back.”He then sits back and pulls a pocket watch out, checks the time, and places it back into his vest pocket.
Shrugging,Autumnleafgestures vaguely out toward the rest of the carnival."I used to work here, near a decade ago. At the Hall of Illusions, if you'd like to know. I had to leave, for various reasons, and I've longed to return through so many seasons."
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"I am Inif' Itum, a traveling monk from the expanse of Limbo. In my pilgrimage of Mercy, I have sought out traces of your carnival with a strange sort of longing. It is peculiar, I know. But I felt my path might bring me here to find a new stature in which to walk forward. Does that make any sense?"
Inif's longs for his extra inches of height
Inif pulls out this Witchlight Carnival map. "It is a wonderful map. In one corner, we see a scale of time; in the other, a scale of happiness. The watch and the wand, are these not your instruments of measure? What happens if time and emotion are not measured, but simply experienced?"
The race continues! Round 4:
race surprise: 2; affecting snail: 1
animal handling checks:
1) Shellymoo - 5
2) Nimblefoot - 2
3) High Road - 16
4) Quickleaf - ridden by Speedwell (8)
5) Flowerflash - ridden by Inif' (4)
6) Whizzy - 10
7) Breakneck - 17
8) Queen's Majesty - ridden by Giovani (3)
Autumnleaf's looks around for the thrown lettuce, but unfortunately, her show was so rousing that the crowd gathering around her asking for an encore are making it impossible for her to move much. The others on the race are all a bit distracted and are unable to control their steeds. Even Speedwell was surprised at the lettuce thrown from the stands. Breakneck hears the crowd cheering and, thinking it’s for him, dashes forward a bit faster this turn. Whizzy and Quickleaf are neck and neck! And we’re getting close to the end. Just over 100ft to go!
Current distance after the fourth round:
1) Shellymoo - 310'
2) Nimblefoot - 290'
3) High Road - 270'
4) Quickleaf - 370'
5) Flowerflash - 200'
6) Whizzy - 380'
7) Breakneck - 300'
8) Queen's Majesty - 270'
On to round 5!
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Giovani now just looks to make it to the end without throwing up from being jostled this way and that by this blasted snail!
Animal handling 20
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Autumnleaf narrows her eyes at the crowd, not pleased about someone interrupting the race by throwing something like that, but continues to play, though she does try and turn peoples attention back to the race, and the racers, who are the real stars.
Inif is losing so badly, he's grateful the race will be ending soon. "Has someone won already?" he says to himself.
Animal Handling: 13
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Animal Handling: 23
Speedwell sees the other snail pass him by and wills his steed forward. “C’mon, Quickleaf. You can do this.”
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The race continues! Round 5:
race surprise: 3; affecting snail: 5
animal handling checks:
1) Shellymoo - 4
2) Nimblefoot - 1
3) High Road - 18
4) Quickleaf - ridden by Speedwell (23)
5) Flowerflash - ridden by Inif' (13)
6) Whizzy - 3
7) Breakneck - 5
8) Queen's Majesty - ridden by Giovani (20)
Queen’s Majesty, almost feeling Giovani having given up, spurs ahead this round! Inif controls his steed pretty well, and Speedwell gains his momentum back to full speed.
Current distance after the fourth round:
1) Shellymoo - 400'
2) Nimblefoot - 390'
3) High Road - 330'
4) Quickleaf - 470'
5) Flowerflash - 290'
6) Whizzy - 440'
7) Breakneck - 360'
8) Queen's Majesty - 370'
Gonna go ahead and summarize the end here…
As they round the final corner, Speedwell just pulls ahead of Whizzy, finishing about one full snail length ahead of the dwarf on the snail, swearing as he it hit in the face from some dust coming up off Quickleaf. Once the race is completed, the MC comes up and gives Speedwell a wreath of flowers and a potion that he says will help him at some point in the future. He also turns to poor Inif, who came in behind all the others, and hands him a simple wooden wand that he says can cast dancing lights once before turning into a flower.
As you then leave the stadium, the adrenaline still flowing through you, a bugbear wearing dungarees, fairy wings, and a helmet made from a jack-o’-lantern approaches you. “Follow me,” he growls. “Management wants to see you.”
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Speedwell pockets the potion, thanking the MC for it. Then, after being approached by the bugbear, Speedwell says to the group, “Shall we? We’ve been wanting to speak with management.”
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Autumnleaf collects her winnings and meets back up with the others, though when she see's the Bugbear and hears his words, she slumps with a frown where she flutters midair. "Perhaps we could stop to eat first? My stomach is rumbling, and I have a mighty thirst."
“Management as in: Mr Light or Mr Witch?” The phrasing of management has Gio a bit on alert.
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”That’s them.” The bugbear replies, looking to the group, expecting them to follow.
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I think I want to roll Insight on Autumnleaf because it feels like she might just be trying to stall to avoid seeing “management”.
Insight: 22
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Insight 7
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Inif looks at his companions' glares and back to the lumbering bugbear, "I don't think we'll glean much from this fellow." he utters as an aside.
He looks back to the fey-friendly bugbear "Yes, we'd be pleased to speak with the management. Follow the way, my good sir."
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Autumnleaf had an apple in the morning, too excited about meeting back up with all of you at the carnival to worry about eating. She's legitimately hungry. Remember it's going on midnight now. Speedwell would also remember that she has brought up food for the last couple of hours, so it isn't a sudden thing.
The bugbear nods beneath his pumpkin helmet and begins to lead the way towards the staff area. Approaching you see a tangled wall of thorns surrounding a cluster of wagons lit by lanterns. This caravan is barely visible through the thicket. As he nears the wall of thorns they shift and bed opening into a doorway, through which he directs you to go through. Once you do, he follows, and as soon as he is through and walking away from the thicket it shifts back into the thick bramble it had been just a minute before.
Enclosed by the wall of thorns is a circle of eight brightly painted wagons, one of which is a glass-enclosed water tank.The bugbear leads you to a circle of wagons. Leaning against a particularly ostentatious wagon is an aging clown with a painted grin. He puffs on a bubble pipe and glares at you as the bugbear, ignoring the clown, opens the wagon’s door and ushers you inside.
A flamboyant elf grins from ear to ear as he welcomes you into the wagon with a theatrical bow. “Please come in, it’s a delight to meet you all! I am Mister Light, and this is my associate, Mister Witch.” He gestures to a stocky elf lounging on a bunk. Mister Witch nods to you and doffs his top hat. He then adds, “I would like to express my gratitude on behalf of the carnival. You all have brought much joy to the evening.” As he says this he glances at the weathervane in his hands which is spinning slowly clockwise. “Please, come in, have a snack and a drink, and tell us how you all know each other to be able to share such joy with those around you.”
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Autumnleaf grins to see both of the carnivals proprietors, and grins all the more at the offer of snacks and drinks, flying up to the two. "T'is I Autumnleaf, good Mr's Witch and Light, and I am so very pleased for the chance to speak with you both tonight. It's been many years since last I was here, at this carnival I hold so very dear." She turns, gesturing to the others. "I'd like to introduce my friends, should I be allowed. Giovanni, Speedwell, and Inif, allies and friends, so avowed." Then she gives a little bow and looks to the others, scooting to the side a bit and towards where the aforementioned snacks are.
Mr Light smiles big and looks over to Autumnleaf as she takes some snacks and says, “Ah yes! Our little Autumnleaf! It is so good to see you again. As you know our rotations around the planes go so fast. We’re back here already!” He then laughs and adds, “It does make sense that one of our Hands would be leading the group bringing joy to the carnival. Isn’t that right Witch?” To which Mr Witch looks over, and a grin ever so quickly graces his face before quickly falling away as he says, “Yes. Good to see you back.” He then sits back and pulls a pocket watch out, checks the time, and places it back into his vest pocket.
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“You’re a carnival hand?” Speedwell asks Autumnleaf. “What does that mean?”
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Shrugging, Autumnleaf gestures vaguely out toward the rest of the carnival. "I used to work here, near a decade ago. At the Hall of Illusions, if you'd like to know. I had to leave, for various reasons, and I've longed to return through so many seasons."
Inif steps forward to introduce himself.
"I am Inif' Itum, a traveling monk from the expanse of Limbo. In my pilgrimage of Mercy, I have sought out traces of your carnival with a strange sort of longing. It is peculiar, I know. But I felt my path might bring me here to find a new stature in which to walk forward. Does that make any sense?"
Inif's longs for his extra inches of height
Inif pulls out this Witchlight Carnival map. "It is a wonderful map. In one corner, we see a scale of time; in the other, a scale of happiness. The watch and the wand, are these not your instruments of measure? What happens if time and emotion are not measured, but simply experienced?"
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