Lady Sylvanas Windrunner rolls 7 (1-100).
[Sylvanas will be in the courtyard of the castle grounds, traipsing about in order to get a decent scope of the surroundings... just in case. Her bow and arrows are at her side, as is her blade despite the casual intent. After all, a lady can never be too careful.
As she takes in the environment surrounding her, she will muse.]
If time here is similar to that of our own worlds', then this would be the time of flames. Midsummer is burning through these passing days, and it is celebrated with bonfires within the cities and ending with the nighttime sky being set alight with the greatest of fervor.
[a beat]
I have noticed no such thing on my return to the castle.
[It would be so easy to set this area aflame, she thinks. However, if others do not share the same customs...]
Perhaps this is not a place worthy of the same honor.
(ooc. open open open to anyone, in all sorts of ways. via journal, in person, in a tree, under a rock, in the air, rising up from the duck pond... and yes, I know Midsummer ended a couple of days ago, but...)
As she takes in the environment surrounding her, she will muse.]
If time here is similar to that of our own worlds', then this would be the time of flames. Midsummer is burning through these passing days, and it is celebrated with bonfires within the cities and ending with the nighttime sky being set alight with the greatest of fervor.
[a beat]
I have noticed no such thing on my return to the castle.
[It would be so easy to set this area aflame, she thinks. However, if others do not share the same customs...]
Perhaps this is not a place worthy of the same honor.
(ooc. open open open to anyone, in all sorts of ways. via journal, in person, in a tree, under a rock, in the air, rising up from the duck pond... and yes, I know Midsummer ended a couple of days ago, but...)