the land of faerres { Sih likes shiny things }

[Dawnbreeze10210]

Dusk stood there stunned, watching all the running faerres. All of them hustling and bussling to get out and run. She noticed each faerre carried a smile on their face. They must really enjoy their job...she thought to herself a tiny smile appearing on her little mouth. As she moved along she found two doors. The packages and letters grand wooden doles stood before her. Her fuzzy face turned into a puzzled longig look as she switched her gaze between the two doors. Packages sounded fun, all those different sized packages being sorted then sent to couriers. But letters sounded intriguing too, all those letters written to loved ones, businesses, Santa, almost anyone! Stamps of different colours and pictures on each envelope, and the different precise, curly, neat, or large writing; each different in their own way. Shaking her black head she raised her chin and padded excitedly through the letters door, her black eyes twinkling with excitement, curiosity, and well warmth for this place. She couldn't wait to see what was on the other side!

[Venatici]

{ Barry

A feeling of a rush came back to the young male as the blindfold was taken off of his eyes, the blurry world coming back to his red eyes. The smell was overwhelming his black nose, the food and the Faerres that clearly to the Collie was different from his.

As his blurry vision couldn't tell him where he was, his nose did; one of his favorite places, a Cafeteria! Barry saw the outline of his glasses on a table infront of him, and he fumbled to grab them. To save time, he put on his glasses as he walked, only to bump into a Faerre infront of him.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! Please, feel free to cut me." Nodding with a smile, Barry replied,
"Thank you, your ever so kind." He said, unthinkingly slipping into the line.

As Barry was an avid thinker and loved to think, and as he wondered how he managed to be in such a wonderful place, a Faerre behind the traditional Cafeteria food arrangements raised an eyebrow at him, and asked the question of to be or not to be;
"What's it going to be? Mash Potato or Spagetti?"

Barry's eyes sparkled with delight at the question, as his gaze switched to the Lunch Faerre to the two piles of food;
The warm, white, buttery mashed potatoes, and the tan spagetti with the delicious red sauce on top.
"I'd like to have the Mash Potato, please."

[Sarill]

Algez looked around, shuddering at the cool fingers that seemed to work their way down her back. First the swamp, now a graveyard? What was with her luck in this scavenger hunt? Well, at least there wasn't any mud. That she was grateful for. A twig snapped, and she jumped in surprise. She dashed the opposite direction for a few steps, and forced herself to stop. Turning around, she resolutely faced the direction the sound came from. I will find something, she told herself. I will go and check out that noise. Maybe it's a faerie? But that would be too easy, especially with my luck. I just hope it isn't more mud.

Yay, I'm so exited for round two! These are so much fun!

[Wolf Shadowstalker]

Tsug sighed with pleasure as the waters of the hot spring soothed the bruises he had gotten during the first round of Vinara’s Christmas event. It was disappointing that he hadn’t found anything, but he had enjoyed going through the streets of Vinara again since he’d left with Lilith. Though The Queen should have done something about the Faerres conducting the event, maybe setting up a rule that kept them from shoving the participants in blindfolds without so much as a warning. He wasn’t complaining about where he ended up though.

After soaking in the relaxing waters for a few more minutes, Tsug made to get out to look around the nearby buildings for a Faerre or an auto ticket, but the frigid winter air cut into him sharper than before he had been thrown into the hot springs, and he quickly submerged his body again to take shelter. Maybe he would just swim around and search the expanses of the spring instead.

Tsug paddled around a bit, and halfway around the pool, he came across two little rivulets that linked his pool to two others. He couldn’t see much of what was going on in either of the pools because of the steam, but he heard laughter coming from one of them, and a significantly smaller amount of steam was streaming out of the other. Which meant that the pool without laughter was colder than the one Tsug was in currently. Shuddering at the memory of the cold air cutting into his fur, he immediately made his way over to the sound of laughter. Warmth and possible chatting partners versus cold and solitude? There had been no contest to begin with.
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Yay, round 2! =D
I'm glad Tsug got a chance to relax before starting. :>
EDIT: Fixed for proper grammar on "The Queen"

[Horneddragon]

Ha! bet you didnt expect this huh? I'm working in cahoots with tayio this round, and I control slots 9- 15 :B which means If you name is in one of those slots I control your fate B|

Ashenjay |~

The back of the stage was dim at best, and very empty. As you make your way through the curtains and into the backstage area you find the place wholly deserted. With a light sigh you take one last step forward just to check. Without any forewarning you were ripped off your feet and pulled into the air by a rope tightly wrapped around your back leg. You hear a crazed laugh echoing from some were on the dim ground below you, seems your now in quite the predicament. There are only two options for you, Yell for help, or try to undo the knotted mess around your leg yourself.

Aseka|~

Now why would a crate be talking? Of course you would know why since you were caught inside it but not the young Courier who stopped as he heard your cries for help. He almost passed you by, but as you plead with him to stay he began to feel sorry for you. As he began his task you could hear his nimble paws working at the lock that held you within. And after a couple of minuets of hard work he slowly opened the heavy lid. "Oh hi, what were you doing inside a crate?" He laughed voice high and light. He stepped back and watched as you climbed out of the crate with a look of thanks. As you started to leave he piped up " Wait! Maybe you could help me, i'm a little new to this whole Courier business and I need to know who did Krahs and Sainera leave the alter with?"

Rimtuo|~

You cantered on head warily moving from side to side as you approached the source of the light ahead of you. As you poked your head out from the thick undergrowth of ferns you came face to face with a mage? The Faerre let out a low hissing growl at you and jumped back. Its fur was matted and tangled about its too skinny frame and its black eyes were cold and shallow. There was a deep hatred that seemed to glimmer behind them. Clearly this was a banished Faerre. And orb of magic danced around it clearly this was the source of the light you had followed. It seemed to speak without moving its mouth its hollow voice emanating from its magic orb. "You... Leave this place NOW!" The dark faerrie opened its mouth and let out a low guttural screech and bright light blinded you. you felt the insane mage's surprisingly string form slam into you knocking you back ward as you stumbled an fell you slammed your head into a rock. When you came to you were alone, or so you thought, as you turned the crazed mage once again jumped onto you. you could feel his hot breath on your neck as he hissed in your ear, "I told you to leave, now awnser my question, who was the first Faerre mage on the alter?"

PhoebeAnnO|~

Roses, the garden of red was filled to the brim with red and scarlet roses, you gasped in appreciation at the delicate flowers as you wondered around the garden. You heard a light thrill of laughter nearby and quickly set off to find the source, as you rounded the corner you saw two young faeries close together. The pair jumped as soon as they saw you. "Oh my" the young female said embarrassed, " you startled us, well since your here and you ruined the moment, write us a poem, a poem about the flowers here in the garden of red."

The Mentalist|~

The ally was dark, and smelled something foul. you wrinkled your nose at the thought of the kind of faerie who would live in this place. As you walk you hear the soft sound of many paws behind you, yet each time you turn to look you see no one. shrugging it off you continue down the ally way till finally a small child like voice pipes up behind you. "Hey Mr..... um.. what are you?" you turn to find three young Faerre kits their fur smeared with grime and dirt yet their eye shone with a child like innocence it was easy enough to tell the three were street urchins. " Well what ever you are... tell us a story!" they shouted the last part in unison.

{ .Lady Kat. }|~

The fresh scents and sounds of the forest around you both invigorated and delighted you, yet as your paws took you further down the left road you could not shake the feeling you were being watched by unseen eyes. Still you pushed forward, until you way was blocked by two large faerre warriors. Smiling you approached them, but they did not return the smile back, instead they drew their swords. you gasped and hopped back why were they attacking you? you were only a participant, it was not like you had done anything wrong. suddenly a common faerre landed on your back dropped from the trees above. His weight was enough to force you down unto your belly and grinning he hissed into your ear. We are the Brothers Three, we take from the rich and the plentiful and give to the poor and the weak. Give a gift to one of the other participants in your little competition and bring back proof to me.

Send a gift to one of the other 14 participants, either screen shot or give a link

Dawnbreeze10210|~

The doors swung shut behind you to the letter room, you looked around wondering if the faerre you sought was a courier, what would you do.. how would you find them in the place were literally ALL the couriers of Vinara were? As you moved about you were stopped by a particularly large and rotund courier barking orders at the other faerres around her. The turned her gaze to you and shouted"Well don't just stand there, get to work!" before you could tell her you were merely a visitor she barked another order at you " There are letters to be written! you must write at least One letter of appreciation to the queen for her efforts at making Vinara a better place.. and I want PROOF!"

whoo harder than i thought it was going to be xD Tayio i don't envy you <3

[Temperance.]

{ { T H O R I N

Grunting heavily under the weight of this Faerre, Thorin finally managed to pant out, "All right, all right!" And after a brief moment of arranging a transfer of goods using one of the passerby birds, Thorin turned to glare at the Faerre. "There. It's been arranged."

[PhoebeAnnO]

Angel could not help the bright pink colored blush that came to her cheeks as she felt instantly bad for interupting the loving couple and ruining their sweet moment. Scuffing her paws along the ground, she herself had never experienced love, but heartache she had felt. Hopefully, her poem would please the two faerres... "Beautiful passion seen in a red rose
But dangerous with its thorns
Picked off of its bush,
By anyone,
Yet beware, beware,
A single prick could make you bleed.
Beautiful it is, but is it worth the risk?"

[tolkien quitting]

The Mentalist|~

The ally was dark, and smelled something foul. you wrinkled your nose at the thought of the kind of faerie who would live in this place. As you walk you hear the soft sound of many paws behind you, yet each time you turn to look you see no one. shrugging it off you continue down the ally way till finally a small child like voice pipes up behind you. "Hey Mr..... um.. what are you?" you turn to find three young Faerre kits their fur smeared with grime and dirt yet their eye shone with a child like innocence it was easy enough to tell the three were street urchins. " Well what ever you are... tell us a story!" they shouted the last part in unison.

Ridan spun around and cocked his head at the little street urchins, frowning slightly as he studied them. He hated kids, he really did. He wrinkled his nose again and sat down on the filthy floor beneath his paws, he cocked his head to the other side as they asking him a question, "Well, I'm a dragon." he replied simply. He flattened his ears against his head as he was blasted with another question, or more like a demand. He scowled slightly at the urchins and raised his eyebrow curiously, "Well, what kind of story do you want to hear?" he asked, he honestly couldn't care less but he thought this was part of the game so he simply went along with it.

[Cinnamon Vanilla]

*thread stalks because she finds it entertaining*

[Ashenjay]

C i t r i n.}
Citrin was startled and furious about the weird joke, and she frantically shook herself.
Then she realized she was only going to tangle herself into a more awkward position, and she couldn't do that- that would make the prankster laugh even more, and there was no way she wanted to be a laughingstock!
Because she was pretty sure nobody was close around, she decided to wriggle into a more comfortable position and set herself free.