Raffles & Giveaways

Day 7: The Harvest Festival ----- [columns][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=54998062] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/549981/54998062_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol]----- "Wow," Kamal breathed, watching the festivities unfold. "This is beautiful... and I wonder..." Their eyes lit up, and they opened their wings, swooping down and following a familiar scent. Kamal raised their head and sniffed as they entered the familiar café, almost tumbling over as Leofric and Beau noticed them and swept over with a tray of dishes, an array of all sorts of traditional Fire tastes in Beau's arms. He accepted the Quail with a high-pitched trill, and stared at Leofric with big eyes as he took his bite. "This," he breathed, "Is the most wonderful recreation of my wife's dish I've had in my life. Leofric... you've honored me!" -----[/columns] [columns]----- "Wow, wow, wow!" Cholorophos flew through the air in circles, excited by the sudden winds. "This is amazing! So many dragons!" Arcana watched them, holding a small stone in their hands. Almost as if the world knew what they were waiting for, they spotted Solana's stand. "Chloro, let's go," They called to the Spiral, who almost crash-landed trying to follow Arcana. "Solana! Abiliene!" Chloro pushed past Arcana when they saw the pair, flapping their wings excitedly and handing over a small bamboo flute. "I made this for the both of you! A replica of my instrument... I hope you like it!" Arcana smiled, and passed on an Earth Runestone. "My gift is a runestone for your flight. I wanted to say that I appreciate the gifts you gave us, and we wanted to do something for the two of you in return. -----[nextcol][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=49268648] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/492687/49268648_350.png[/img] [/url][/columns] [columns][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/dressing-room/dragon?did=4035466&skin=0&apparel=28050,22655,22656,22657,22658,22659,22660,22661,22662,22663,30852&xt=dressing.png[/img][nextcol]----- Contro walked, gathered among the festival-goers, his head held high. He hardly looked like himself in his new silken rose garb- Fantastic! He caught the eye of an Imperial, whose scrutinizing look was awfully familiar. Thinking she was a clanmate, he approached, and then hawked a laugh. "Oh! Meissa, is that you?" He flapped his wings with pride. "Your eye is amazing- I've never felt so alive in so long! Thank you!" He beamed with pride as he walked away, the silks draped from his wings glimmering in the light. He was happy, so happy, that the Imperial had agreed to his design. He felt young again. -----[/columns] [columns]----- "Oh Fluff, Fluff, is that you?" A Coatl's voice raised among the clamor, and she approached the hatchling, each movement bringing forth the ringing of bells. "Fluff! I brought you the Wind Chimes. See? When the air moves, they ring." She generated a light breeze, causing all the chimes to ring out as one. "I want you to keep them." Willow placed two chimes in Fluff's claws, a smile on her face. "And remember that no matter what, someone who cares for you will always be with you, alright?" She raised her head, giving the rest of the chimes to Crystal for the other hatchlings to play with, and letting Fluff sit in her feathers and play with a smile. ------[nextcol][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=54906384] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/549064/54906384_350.png[/img] [/url][/columns] [columns][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=53285449] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/532855/53285449_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol]----- Cosmali applauded alongside the other dragons as the coronet show finished, and she rushed to give Tuba her personal congratulations. "You did great!" She squeaked, brushing him with a wing. "I'm proud of you. And here." The nocturne handed over a star chart, documenting the various constellations of the Sunbeam Ruins. She hopped from toe to toe, almost nervously, explaining herself. "I don't know if you're into this sort of thing, but I wanted to offer it anyways... If you'd like it, of course." -----[/columns] [columns]----- Logarithmic grinned at the bright lights that lined the Harvest Festival, keeping their wings tucked in and their tail close to themself. Despite how shy they were, they couldn't help but be excited that they'd helped this festival move along. They almost bumped right into Bakula as they were observing the brilliant displays, who at first growled, and then relaxed at the sight of who it was. "Bakula," Log smiles, waving a wing, "This is wonderful. I'm so happy I was able to help. It'll be some time before I head back to the Shifting Expanse... perhaps you could show me a thing or two about mechanics from someone who grew up in a Lightning clan? I promise I won't let you down!" -----[nextcol][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=56130240] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/561303/56130240_350.png[/img] [/url][/columns] [columns][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/491465/49146403.png[/img][nextcol][center]Two Wind Dragons wing over the hills, carrying a bright green banner between them. They land together, proud as can be, and start giving gifts to the Earth dragons there. "This festival is beautiful," Wren calls, a smile on his face. "You've done wonderful!"[/center][nextcol][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/469116/46911517.png[/img][/columns] [b][center]"Happy Harvest Festival, and a happy festival for years to come!"[/center][/b]

[i](Speed run let's go!)[/i] [center][b]Day 7: Harvest Festival[/b] [img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/293/29288.png[/img][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/293/29289.png[/img] The old clan leaders of a very easily distracted clan flew around trying to round everyone up. One was decidedly more frantic than the other. "You said you were [i]watching[/i] them!" "I only have two eyes, honey. And two wings. And maybe four or three legs, hahaha!" "One of them was that tundra that scares people! And a natural disaster that could set fire to all of Dragonhome! [i]We are not going to be responsible for an international incident![/i]" "Scoville's a good fire thing, he wouldn't do that." [i]"I was talking about Magitech."[/i] "Ah. Right. Should probably go look for him." [img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/549228/54922750.png[/img] Scoville yawned as it woke up. There were suddenly so many more dragons than before and its fire had gone down low again. It could see the clan of dragons that took care of it in the distance. It was so hungry though and wasn't sure it could reach them. It looked around and begged for some food. Once it got a few sticks and things, it ran off to its clan. [img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/517536/51753556.png[/img] There were too many dragons. Far too many dragons and far too many noises and movement and [i]loud things happening[/i]. But those two dragons promised fish and for that promise, Ecosystem tried to brave his incoming panic attack. Just a little longer and then he can get his fish, thank the two, and then fly back to his clan who he could hear yelling for him within the chaos. [img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/522134/52213349.png[/img] Magitech was hunched over in an immovable tangle trying to hide from observing eyes. He hoped the tailor who gave him the silks didn’t see him. After his silks had completely unraveled he had tried to follow the string and was now caught in it. He was a ball of silk string and dragon. Hearing his name being called to join the rest of the clan he sighed. With a few determined wriggles he managed to get some momentum and started to tumble and roll his way to his clan. Along the way he knocked into several things including dragons, stalls, a string of banners that added to his string collection that was tying him up, a lit torch... [img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/1118/111761.png[/img] With how many dragons were out and about celebrating, Bloodgrass had a slight concern over those hatchlings she had met earlier and whether or not they were safe and not trampled by the crowd. Once she spotted them and their caretaker, she was relieved that they seemed to be unharmed. She was quite a distance away though and she could hear her parents calling for her. She flapped her wings to head towards her parents and hoped the air she moved reached their chimes among all the other dragon's movements that were also making the chimes ring. [img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/526011/52601037.png[/img] The blind tundra watched over Tuba from behind him. “Did you not like the gift Dicewielder granted you? What a pity.” Their grin grew. “And they were so kind to let you keep your eyes. Perhaps next time then.” They faded from view, their unseeing eyes the last to disappear. They showed up again with the rest of the clan, with no indication that they had ever moved except for the fact that they weren’t there one second and now they were. [img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/149974/14997375.png[/img] “Let’s get this party started!” Tundershock could hear the clan calling for him, but he was busy. This was more important, more electrifying, more death defying! Ah, that’s it. He will make this show so bright. They will come to him and see. Manic red eyes gleamed unseen under his thick colored goggles. This was going to be his greatest explosion. [img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/293/29288.png[/img][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/293/29289.png[/img] The clan leaders had finally wrangled everyone together. "Now that everyone's here, let's celebrate! ....Does anyone smell fire? ....[i]Someone put that fire out!"[/i] There was a loud BOOM coming from a stage where they saw the figure of Tundershock. “Oh boy... Biji, calm Eco down so he can stop crying. Scoville burn some of the string off Magitech so we can get the rest off him. You uhhh...,” Serenity, the old fae leader struggled to talk to the blind tundra but pushed through it,” can you... teleport Tundershock back over here?” Jarvis smiled excitedly, “Well this is exciting!” Serenity only stared at him with blank annoyance. [/center]

[center][b]Day Seven: Finale[/b][/center] [columns][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=12118992] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/121190/12118992_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][size=4]Javor lumbered from one stall to another, taking in the sights and smells of the fair. This was a shard of what he'd envisioned when he'd had his dream so long ago... the dream that one day, dragons of all flights could gather around the pillar once more, creating a utopia for the gods and their disciples alike. While the Earthshaker may have been the only deity present at this festival, dragons of all flights carried little pieces of their creators in their hearts, bringing those pieces with them when they visited the Pillar of the World. Bringing the Earthshaker closer to his lost family.[/size][/columns] ----------------------------- He passed by little landmarks, subtle things that he only noticed because of the stories that his clanmates had relayed to him the whole week. The smell of Trava's strange recipes. The taste of treats made from the sweetest of Viridian Labyrinth herbs. The feel of soft fabric against his claws, offerings of a seamstress hawking her wears. The sight of tiny pinwheels made my tinier claws, sprouting like flowers beside the path. The sound of a bittersweet melody upon the tongue of a wandering minstrel. And at the end of it all, a fireworks display lit up the evening sky; banging and booming, tasting like gunpowder, smelling like charcoal, and heating his worn scales. As he flew home to his place beside his mate, he looked back at the pillar, bathed in the light of the moon. His work wasn't done. There were so many hearts left to open to the prospect of unity. His god still mourned for the siblings and children who had left him to hold the world upon his back. But for today... It was enough.

[columns]Ronan had thought he was ready. All his clanmates had completed the maze, so why shouldn't he? The last thing he had expected to happen was the Shade. The corners of the maze were infested with it, and soon he felt himself falling through nothingness. He vaguely wondered if he would make it out, or get to see his family again. His eyes started closing, fatigue taking hold of his body, limbs growing weary. Thoughts tumbled through his head, tumbling, tumbling. Eventually, he passed out. [size=2]my odd little take on the 'VOID' ending of the Maize Maze. don't worry, he's fine. staff found him sleeping in a corner. mysterious bottles with 'drink me' on them tend to do that to you XD[/size][nextcol][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=56662654] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/566627/56662654_350.png[/img] [/url][/columns]

[center][color=Blue][b]Day 7: Harvest Festival[/b][color=lightseagreen] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=20286243][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/202863/20286243.png[/img][/url] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=48259813][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/482599/48259813.png[/img][/url] Alluvium and Oolong sprawled on a blanket under the setting sun eating Everglade shortfin and starfish stew... [size=0]day 2[/size]. While bright music flowed around them [size=0]day 5[/size]. "This is so good. If we weren't in Dragonhome at the Rockbreaker's Ceremony I would swear this has Lee magic in ever flavorful bite. [size=0]day 1[/size]." Alluvium said with a content smile. "Whoever this chief is would give him a flight for his tiny wings." He looked at his love. Her ribbons sparkled with an extra bit of magic. "I glad you found a place to replace the one that got ruined." Oolong smiled back at him. "Mezzanotte, told me they were the best. If a tiny bit sharp. [size=0]day 3[/size] I must say other then the ribbon mishap this has been a wonderful ceremony." Just then a group of hatchings sped by, with pinwheels [size=0]day 4[/size] clutched in their tiny claws. "Though some of it is very un-Rockbreakers. Those bring to mind the Mistral Jubilee. You'd think if they were going to have pinwheels, to catch the Wind of all things here, they'd at least be in earth colors. But no, they are in our colors. Very odd." "They're having fun." "I didn't say they weren't. Just that it was odd. And while we're on the subject of un-Rockbreaker like. This food is made with items from the nature flight and the spice used are, like you said, very like our fiery Lee. And this music... If I close my eyes I could believe we were in the light realm. Plus we are waiting for the fireworks to start." Alluvium nodded. "All of that is true. And?" Oolong sighed. "Every other flight... We go all out with our type. It is all Wind. It is all Arcane. But this Ceremony it's like they tried to include all of us, no matter what fight we identified with." "And it's nice isn't it?" "Yes, yes it is." She laid her head against his should as the first firework went off. "Very nice." [/center]

[b]Saturday--[/b] [center][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/452471/45247064p.png[/img][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/567187/56718606p.png[/img][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/505502/50550171p.png[/img][/center] Three dragons sit perched on a rocky outcropping with a view of the stage. Two are munching away happily from a bag of sweets, while the third -- a Nocturne -- is already covered in smears of melted chocolate. "I don't see why we can't just get our own prizes. Why do we have to wait?" he complains, licking his front claws clean and in the process smudging more chocolate over his nose. The Skydancer rolls his eyes. "Because first off, there's not enough prizes for everyone, and second, it's not a prize if you get it yourself." "I think my outfit is a prize." The Wildclaw shrugs her wings and plucks a caramel-filled treat from the bag, popping it into our mouth. "Or maybe the real prize is the friends we made along the way?" "No way." Crow shakes his feathered head, antennae bouncing stubbornly. "Prizes are [i]prizes.[/i]" "Maybe' chocolate's a prize..." Leif muses, and reaches for the bag of goodies. "I like chocolate..." "Chocolate is definitely a prize," Shin agrees. "Ugh, you're both making my gem ache..." [center][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=45247064] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/452471/45247064_350.png[/img] [/url][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=56718606] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/567187/56718606_350.png[/img][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=50550171] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/505502/50550171_350.png[/img] [/url] [/url][/center]

[center][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=56530404] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/565305/56530404_350.png[/img] [/url] [font=georgia][b]Day Seven[/b] | [u]Harvest Festival[/u] Aloy waved to everyone he knew *and those whom he helped) as he entered the main part of the festival. He had a lot of joyous adventures in this festival, and he felt like he'd done his part just by t\helping those in need. Hearing a booming voice coming from the stage, Aloy wandered his way over there, stopping to look at some stalls along the ay. He had participated in a few of them, but he had the most fun here - Aloy had to admit they did a fantastic job. Aloy watched as the crowd began to appear to see if they had won something of interest or (like some) had come to applaud those who won. Aloy was a mix of both. He almost didn't realize he had won a new friend - but he was now super excited to take them home to the Miner's Demise - and show them off to his clanmates. Aloy "ooohed" and "awwed" with the crowd, making sure to clap for those how had won (before & after his name was drawn) - but he was anticipating the main event. Who got to take home one of the Earthshaker's prized familiar. When the Imperial on stage was just about to announce the lucky dragon, a huge gust of wind blew Aloy (and many others) almost off their feet. But the one thing that left everyone a little sad was that the drawn name had been blown away/ A heavy sigh tore across the crowd, and many began to mutter, but hope wasn't lost - they had another written down somewhere. All they could do was sit and wait while the festival staff ran around looking for it. Getting comfy, Aloy sat down and patiently waited...[/center]

[center][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=48203754] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/482038/48203754_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] [center][b]Day 7: Harvest Festival[/b][/center] [center]·°~`°´~°·[/center] " . . . . . " Hypnagogia, several parts unnerving and unseen, allows their little "eyes" to peer around the fairgrounds. They can easily pick out their clanmates mixed with various crowds, from the bustling cafe, to the seas and paths of corn, the many vending stalls, and on and on and on. A feast of food and drink, new companionship, and the celebration of the Earthshaker's innumerable bounties - all of it and more will serve as fine bases for their nightly dreamscapes. They SHOULD be getting started on those... but... What's the harm in having a little fun themselves? Hypnagogia allows a small smile to curl around their maw, ambling off towards the food stalls to reward their little "eyes."

[center][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/d1738336ed45f9488b29b994dd246d63/tumblr_o1zrsv44JN1ufdm5xo2_400.png[/img][/center] That marks the end of this event! Thank you so so much to everyone who participated, this event has been more successful than I dreamt! I'm finishing up my replies at this moment, and the rest of the raffle winners will be announced shortly. All participants will be pinged then. Feel free to check the spreadsheet to make sure you have the correct amount of tickets. Some of today's entrants will take a few minutes to show up. [center][url=https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1dUMwyJYl_kwjWynH1FH-WNSiwWlCdMogPyPmMK9tv5o/edit#gid=0]Spreadsheet[/url][/center]