The Autumn Festival, [MAJOR EVENT](PRESENT)

[Mykail Morrier]

(OOC: This is a major event; it is here that most trade and land disputes are dealt with, as well as a place of revelations. If you have a character not a member of royalty or it's entourage, it would still be fun to be here... for the following adventure will have large implications)

If there is but one thing that can be said about High Elves, it is this; they throw the best of parties. The Grand City of Leigis finds itself at this time of year bristling with decorations and banners marking the beginning of this most hallowed festival; for there is no one who can not get swept up in this time honored tradition. The smell of delicious foods is on the air, as well as the sound of laughter and cheer... for there is no bigger event on Gaia.

Yet not all come to join in the revelry, though it is indeed an added bonus; for many come representing their kingdoms, or to be nearest to this most important decision making event. They come with their royal entourages in full regalia, their processions directed into a grand parade of the most influential people on Avantus. Children and adults alike marvel at the many banners and heralds that mark their lords, maidens giggling at young and courageous knights... it is truly a moving picture.

it has barely reached the afternoon, and the meeting is to be held at Eight at night; plenty of time for the travel weary envoys to get some rest and soak in the celebration. Merchants of all sorts have put their wares in the streets, hoping to make their fortune; for never before has there been such thick purses about.

[Man Who Fights Like Woman]

The Bedati delegation soared over the walls in formation, arranged in a cube with guards on the outside and the actual diplomatic unit within. As they came over the wall the heads of the merchants and other people on the street turned to look at this sight. It was unlikely they had ever seen a Bedati before, and if they had it never would have been in such large numbers. In addition to the spectacle of their flight, the sound of their wings beating combined to make a cacophany which was impossible to ignore.

Fortunately the sound ceased when they landed. The guards landed first, forming a hollow rectangle inside of which the diplomats and other VIPs landed. They formed a column which streached the width of the street, appearing like a parade of toy soldiers as the procession marched for where they would be staying. All of them save for the two most important were clad in newly crafted red and orange uniforms, created expressly for the purpose of summits such as these.

In the middle was Borya the Sly, the aging Grand Prince of Great Bedatan. His brown hair was giving way to gray now, and he was now sporting a long, pointed beard, shot through with gray as well. His royal attire was a vibrant green wrap and pure white headdress made from flower petals and other vegetable matter, and he carried in his right, wrinkling hand a scepter crafted from oak bark with an acorn mounted on the top. He looked straight ahead, carefully measuring his steps, while his advisors swarmed around him and gave him a final briefing.

Toward the front, only a few ranks back, marched First Wizard Kostichka and his two timeless companions, Vashlov and Salyon. His sleight form was intentionally deceptive of the powerful magics he wielded. He was the only one wearing something besides earth tones or the standard uniform - instead he was in his own custom-made sky blue wrap with yellow trim, and carried in his hands a staff, a birch stick wrapped with oak leaves and dyed red by holly berries.

As they proceeded they paid no attention to the merchants, as they had nothing which would be appropriate for creatures of their stature. They did however acquire a number of followers, curious children and young adults who wanted to know more about these creatures. For each of them a Bedati flew up and perched on their shoulder to talk, and someone from a rank behind them would step up to take their place. So it went for their grand march down the broadway and to where they would be staying. Of course they would be going back to meet with the townspeople and watch others enter; it's just more suiting for a grand entrance to not stop, and some of them would prefer to rest rather than fraternize.