Raffles & Giveaways

@eeeeel [quote name="eeeeel" date="2024-03-24 20:37:53" ] [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=31263539] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/312636/31263539_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] The enchanted kites belong to a nocturne with wings so obnoxiously bright, they almost hurt to look at. They fly around on their own when she is resting, but as she leaps into the air to lead a performance, they come from every corner of the room to flock around her. First there is formation flying. They make a V, a diamond, a swarm of ever-changing shape as they follow their leader. They make a ring that the nocturne "jumps" through, fluttering dramatically. They form up in the shape of a nocturne and do a little dance with their leader, each mimicking the other in turn to great comedic effect. It turns into a game of follow the leader as the nocturne flies in a loop. They form a wheel that rotates around and around, faster and faster, until she breaks away and rockets across the hall, the kites following. Up, down, through columns and around other fliers, soaring to the ceiling and swooping just over the heads of the crowd. She is flying at breakneck speed, and it seems like she must crash into something, but she never does. Her paper minions don't miss a beat, trailing her every move. It's like watching ducklings follow their mother, if ducklings could do an Immelman turn. The performance ends with the nocturne suddenly flaring her neon wings out and stopping in the dead center of the hall. Her kites whoosh off in all directions, and as she does a little bow they rain trinkets down on the guests who watched the show. [/quote] Oh is this it? If so can I also be added to the pinglist, thank you!

[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/3049405][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/30495/3049405_350.png[/img][/url] Roseblood stretched her wings, looking at the festivities. This looked like grand fun, and she hadn't been to a good party in [i]ages[/i]. Where to go first..? While the food was certainly tempting, she had eaten before she'd left the lair - ah, there we go, a dancefloor was forming near some of the musicians. She ran that way with aplomb, overjoyed to be at a party again. ([url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/91991103]Wishlist dragon[/url])

The Cloudsong was alive with laughter, cheering, and joy as dragons sang, played music, danced, ate, crafted, performed, and chatted in a delightful environment. Suddenly, a sharp, strong gust of wind swept over, interrupting the merriment, the music-playing stopped in it's tracks. It wound between dragons and wooshed past stalls; anything that was not held firmly or not attached to the cloudsong was blowing around wildly. A male Skydancer in the gathering nearly lost his hat before rescuing it. While random billows is expected in the Wind territory, this one seemed almost strange, as it was very coalesced, and the concentration of wind magic could be strongly felt. It was almost like....It Was Alive. Quickly, questions began to rise. "What's happening??" "Is the Windsinger joining us?" "By the Eleven, is a storm coming??" A young hatchling's cry peirced the air, drawing quick attention. "LOOK!!" The adolescent was pointing at the freak gust, which was now gathering into a medium-sized tornado in the sky. Then, [i]Poof[/i]. [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/86189506][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/861896/86189506_350.png[/img][/url] The tornado dispersed, revealing a light green Aether, whose eyes swirled like the Twisting Crescendo itself. Most of the dragons gasped near-collectively in surprise. Then the Aether spoke, it's voice lively, with merry, joyful tones. "Sorry I'm late, everybody! The invites seemed to have arrived a bit late at The Behemoth's branches when i was visiting, [i]But[/i], as soon as I got one, I raced over here without further delay! Alright, enough with the dialogue; Let's Dance!" The crowd and musicians burst into cheer, throwing themselves back into song and dance as if nothing happened at all. Zephyr themselves joined in their own way, racing kites and joining the performing dragons with their own array of tight loops, dives, and other impressive aerial tricks that kept those witnessing gawking with amazement. In the end, the unexpected guest was a very welcome addition to the party. --- (Sorry if this wasn't writen well, please add me to the pinglist, thx!)

[center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/23456796][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/234568/23456796_350.png[/img][/url][/center] Adalee tumbled out of the blue, barely missing a kite as she danced down from the sky. A huge smile beamed across her face. No week was more jubilant than the Jamboree, and no dragon let herself get more carried away by its festivities. And quite literally, too. Adalee had literally been swept away by the breezes of the Twisting Crescendo. She could hold her own in the storm-- any Wind dragon could-- but where was the fun in [i]that[/i]? [center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/75637292][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/756373/75637292_350.png[/img][/url][/center] In contrast, Pitchblende alighted with careful precision. Her face was unreadable behind a pale mask. Her form shifted and swirled like the winds themselves, finally settling in the silhouette of a dragon. She paused to watch the aerial shows of Skydancers and Spirals above, though who could tell whether her expression was one of admiration or judgement. Perhaps she was studying their choreography. In a single motion, she took flight and joined them. Pitchblende sliced through the air, graceful limbs hitting each position to the beat of the Snapper's drum. Meanwhile, Adalee busied herself with balloons and ribbons, all fine merchandise for a merchant of her caliber. She pocketed a trinket with colorful craftsmanship, enjoyed a treat of toasted grasshoppers. After a few moments she had her arms full of party favors. But she came prepared with many a satchel to put them in. Adalee only stopped to offer a smile and shout to her clanmate as Pitchblende finished her aerial show.

[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/16239048][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/162391/16239048_350.png[/img][/url] Minty makes himself dizzy watching the performance with the kites, and after a moment or two of disorientation afterwards, he gets his bearings and takes a few notes for the tinkerers and enchanters back home. He's sure that many of them would want to know how that was done, and trying to reverse-engineer something from a vague description is always going to end in disaster. But it won't stop them from trying, so all he can do is make that description less vague. (It doesn't occur to him that he could just [i]not[/i] tell them the story, to head off aforementioned expected accidents. He's meant to spread festive joy, not keep it all to himself!)

[center] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/49886956][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/498870/49886956_350.png[/img][/url][/center] Delta wanders around the floating platforms, surprised that she can still see a bunch of new attractions after coming here for many years. She stops at the first booth that catches her attention: a puppet show! Right now, the spiral attending it is lecturing a few dragons on how she made the puppets. A slightly younger spiral beside her is demonstrating for a handful of completely enthralled hatchlings and Delta smiles. After listening to the speech for a few minutes, she sits down behind the hatchlings and watches it herself. It really is quite impressive! Also, it's just entertaining. She finds herself swept up in the story of a young guardian setting out to find their charge, fighting enemies and beastclans, and finally making it to the Cloudsong where they run a kite booth! She barely blinks until it ends, and then claps wildly, making the puppeteer blush. "Thank you for being such a lovely audience today!" she tells the assembly, which grew significantly since Delta sat down. "I have a treat for all of you today: a how-to-make-your-own puppet guide and a coupon to one of the craft booths! On the final day of the Cloudsong, we are having a community puppet show so please show up!" She bows and Delta grabs the stub of paper excitedly. She definitely knows what she's going to do next!

[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/88368885][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/883689/88368885_350.png[/img][/url] Although she had been expressly forbidden to partake in any of the flying events due to her old wing injury, Lichen twitched in excitement as she watched the nocturnes' performance. She loved seeing all of the cool tricks and spending time with her family. Her siblings were often too busy to spend time with her; the only one that she saw regularly was the youngest, Vey. But because of the festival, they had all agreed to take time off. She snuggled against her older sister's side, feeling very warm and happy. Guardians weren't known for their flying expertise, so none of her family members were partaking in the aerial displays either. "Here, I got you something," Vey called as he approached the group. He knelt down and presented a beautiful pinwheel to Lichen. "I painted it, I hope you like it!" Lichen stared at the beautiful colors on the pinwheel and grinned from ear-to-ear. "I love it, thank you!" She gave him a big hug and blew into the pinwheel to watch it spin. This was shaping up to be the best week of her life!

[center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/7173591][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/71736/7173591_350.png[/img][/url][/center] The swirling dancers, the talented musicians, the dragons tossing trinkets to the crowd - all of the sights and sounds of the festival would distract a less committed dragon, but Chess was here for the [i]flavors[/i] of the festival and wouldn't be deterred from his errand. Chess had his day off to enjoy the festival a little early this year... Mistral Meals had returned to its earlier format without the tournament style competition and, when the required ingredients turned up as sweets today, Chess didn't mind giving up a day to his clan's baker. Even though he was an Arcane dragon living in an Ice clan, Chess's favorite time of year was the Mistral Jamboree. He enjoyed the return to the Windswept Plateau each year: seeing many of the same judges and competitors, meeting new ones, picking up his favorite speciality items at the festival's vendors, and trying all the sights and flavors Wind had to offer. Although there were better deals to be had later in the festival, Chess rarely got a break this early so he was hoping to find a greater selection this year. Definitely needed to pick up a few spices... some specialty ingredients only found in Wind... maybe a plant clipping or two for the clans' gardeners to grow in their greenhouses. Later, after his purse was a lot lighter and his shopping list shorter, Chess would enjoy the festival's entertainment. But now, he spotted a vendor offering some fruit samples that the Imperial had never tried...

[center][b]Day 2[/b][/center] [columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/4318317][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/43184/4318317.png[/img][/url][nextcol]Smiling in sheer delight, [i][b]Duskcloud[/b] clapped enthusiastically for the Nocturne who had just completed her aerial show. That performance had probably been the best kite show she had seen yet, and as a born Wind Dragon who never missed the Cloudsong Celebration if she could help it, the pretty Guardian had seen more than her fair share of excellent kite shows over the years. But the precision of the Nocturne and the incredible versatility of those kites had added a special touch to it this year that other shows had been lacking in year’s past. Truly, this performance had been magnificent! Still clapping, Duskcloud almost didn’t notice the wrapped bundle tumbling out of the sky at her feet. She did, however, notice the rather large squawk that emanated from that bundle a moment later, as a young Eggull struggled to free itself from its wrappings. As she moved to help free it, the Guardian could not help but admire the sleek wings and striking brown feathers. This was certainly a bird to be valued, she thought, and its light brown eyes were absolutely beautiful…[/i][/columns] [i]The festivities at the Cloudsong were now in full swing as dragons wandered through the various rooms and corridors within the many layered balloons. It seemed that a number of Clans were eager to mingle and greet each other again. There was a great deal of paw waving and excited swooping as old friends saw each other, or new ones were made on the spot. It seemed that after a year’s hiatus, the atmosphere was even more Festive than usual, as if the assembled Hosts and Guests alike wished to make up for lost time. Even usually quiet dragons were a bit more active this year….[/i] [center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/4783423][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/47835/4783423_350.png[/img][/url] [b]Seaspray[/b] [i]Mage: Dual Element (Wind and Water)[/i] (Wind Born, Arcane Adopted, Water by Choice)[/center] The strange Pearlcatcher standing by one of the Merchant booths watched with amusement as Duskcloud accidentally bonded with the very demanding Eggull. Shaking his head at the thought of how that unintended development would alter the dynamics of the purple Guardian’s family, [b]Seaspray[/b] turned back to the Skydancer running the stand. “Pardon me, my friend,” he murmured, “I didn’t mean to ignore you. You were saying this jewel had unusual properties?” The Adept Mage listened closely to what the merchant told him, nodding thoughtfully. The jewel was an unusual combination of blue and light green, the two colors swirling together within its depths. And if the Merchant could be believed, it had the ability to control winds. Seaspray studied the swirling colors, watching the blue and green wrap around each other. Neither one ever managed to overwhelm the other. Rather, the two colors existed in a harmonious partnership, each seeming almost to lend strength to the other… Seapsray blinked. Now, where had THAT thought come from? Frowning, he stared more intently at the jewel, reaching out to it with senses other than the usual five. A second later, a broad smile spread across his features. Straightening, he fished the required currency out of his bag. “Here you are, friend,” the Dual Mage told his favorite merchant, “I’ll take the jewel. It’s exactly what I was looking for.” His old friend from years past beamed as he accepted Seaspray’s payment. “Thought you’d see it,” the Skydancer said. Wrapping the jewel in a soft cloth, he secured the bundle with twine and handed it over to his fellow Mage. “As soon as I found that one, I thought of you. It’s practically the twin of the one you bought a few year’s back, even to the Dual Power.” He glanced casually at Seaspray’s Chest, where the Mage’s Dual Focus Stone hung invisibly from a thick chain, and smiled slightly, clearly seeing straight through the illusion that hid the powerful jewel from view. “Afraid I can’t tell you what the Water Magic in this one does, though,” he added apologetically, “That’s not my forte. But it’s there, sure enough.” Tucking the precious jewel away safely, Seaspray grinned. “Oh, it’s there, alright,” he agreed happily. “The stone practically sings with it, if you know how to hear it…and the Wind Magic adds a nice complimentary tune to the melody.” Bowing his thanks to the Merchant, the Dual Mage bid his old friend farewell, turned, and made his way further along the corridor, glancing at other booths as he walked. Two years of waiting were more than worth it for this little gem. Seapsray’s paw touched the precious package, his heart pounding. Now, with two Focus Stones, he had a much better chance at finishing that searching spell properly. He had been working on it for years, needing only a strong enough focus to keep the two powerful magics of Wind and Water balanced. Perhaps, now, with his personal Focus Stone providing the catalyst and this precious gem acting as the anchor, he had the key to finding what had happened to the Tidelord at last… [i]And it seems that Seaspray has finally come completely out of his depression..but what, exactly, has the powerful Mage been working on all this time? Perhaps it’s a very good thing that the Cloudsong is currently far away from the sea….[/i]