[CENTER][h1][color=f49ac2]Welcome to the Witchlight Carnival![/color][/h1][/CENTER]

[hider=Ticket Booth][CENTER][color=82ca9d][h2]The Ticket Booth[/h2][/color][/CENTER]

The old goblin gave a smile in response to Brutrumukk's words. He answered his first question with a shake of his head, "[color=00a651]My apologies, but your benefactor is anonymous,[/color]" He then answers his next question with a smile, "[color=00a651]The wings are to show the other carnival hands that you are a paying customer, so you can enjoy the carnival to your heart's content,[/color]"

Once everyone spoke their plans, he bids them, "[color=00a651]We hope you have a delightful time![/color]" [/hider]

[CENTER][color=82ca9d][h2]The First Hour Event![/h2][/color][/CENTER]

As the party enters the carnival, everyone notices that the mood is bright and everyone seems to be having a good time. The calliope is piping merrily to reflect the good mood that permeates the carnival. 

They see a twelve-foot-tall walking tree garlanded in golden ribbons march down the thoroughfare. Emerald clouds swirl above the tree and rain down golden, spinning sycamore seeds. Fairgoers around the party try to catch the seeds before they hit the ground. As the seeds gently fall, a chatty squirrel scampers along the boughs of the tree, handing dandelions to select passersby.

The walking tree calls out to everyone, "[color=8dc73f]Welcome to the Witchlight Carnival! Catch the seeds before they hit the ground, and you'll receive a wondrous token of our gratitude![/color]"

The squirrel scampers to each member of the party and speaks(!), "[color=f7941d]Blow the seeds into the air, and make a wish! Go on, go on![/color]"

[hider=First Hour Event OOC]If you want to catch the seeds, make a DC 10 Dexterity check. If you catch the seed, roll a d8 and I'll PM what the gift is to you. 

If you blow the seeds and make a wish, make sure to DM the wish to me. ^_^[/hider]

[hider=Calliope][CENTER][color=82ca9d][h2]The Calliope[/h2][/color][/CENTER]

As some of the party members make their way to their intended destinations, they pass by the Calliope. There, they hear a merry tune spilling forth from the instrument on the back of a brightly painted wagon. A monkey wearing a cloak covered with buttons turns a handle at the wagon's rear, sending music into the air from rows of golden whistles. As you watch, a goblin dressed as a ladybug toddles up to you, rattling a tin cup.

Upon the goblin's approach, the monkey notices you and he recites a rhyme...

"[I][color=fff79a]Spare a button if you please,

I'll sew it next to all of these.

I offer nothing in its place,

Besides a smile upon my face.[/color][/I]"

Should anyone give a button, the monkey smiles happily at you.[/hider]

[hider=Lost Property][CENTER][color=82ca9d][h2]Lost Property[/h2][/color][/CENTER]

Zavakri easily finds the wagon and there she spies upon an odd sight. 

Outside the lost property wagon is a large feline creature with midnight-blue fur. It has a pair of tentacles extending from its shoulders and wears fake butterfly wings. Hanging from its collar is a small wooden keg. The creature roughhouses with two young boys. One boy squeals, "Again, Dirla, again!" while the other hangs onto the creature's neck.

The creature, Dirla, lets out a rumble of a chuckle, and a female voice speaking in Elvish comes from the creature as she responds,

"[I][color=0072bc]Now, now. I think that is enough,[/color][/I]"

She notices a new presence, and her tentacles raise up as she looks to Zavakri.[/hider]

[hider=Feasting Orchard][CENTER][color=82ca9d][h2]The Feasting Orchard[/h2][/color][/CENTER]

Brutrumukk easily follows the fragrant smells to the Feasting Orchard. Music and mirth radiate from this park. The heady scents of flowers, mead, and berry pie waft through the air. Stilt-walkers pluck fruit from trees; musicians drum, pipe, and strum; and everywhere there is singing, dancing, and an inordinate amount of custard.

There are also smaller stands about in this park that sell other snacks and beverages for the customers' consumption. 

An announcer within this park calls out to the fairgoers who came here, "[color=bc8dbf]Gooood Evening, Ladies and Gents! The first of tonight's Faerie Cake Eating Contest will be starting very soon! If you wish to particpate, please seat yourself at the center table and I will explain the rules![/color]"[/hider]

[hider=The Hall of Illusions][CENTER][color=82ca9d][h2]The Hall of Illusions[/h2][/color][/CENTER]

As Aurora and Gabriel approach, they see this large tent is painted with a mural of shifting images that show grinning faeries diving into pools of color. The helical stripes of the tent's pointed canopies rotate in spirals, and the whole display seems designed to befuddle onlookers. A clown dressed in muted garb stands at the tent's entrance, blinking at you.

They also see, close to the tent, another sight: A wooden mannequin of a grinning, raven-haired young woman in witch's attire and a green flowing cape hovers inside a glass cabinet. At the top of the cabinet, a sign reads "[i]Tasha the Wizard—Known for Her Hideous Laughter.[/i]"

A halfling couple holds hands as they approach the glass cabinet. One of the halflings is wearing butterfly face paint. As he drops to one knee and pulls a small box from his pocket, his sweetheart bursts into laughter and begins rolling on the ground. The halfling in face paint begins sobbing and darts into the nearby tent without getting his ticket punched.

The mime seems to gasp silently, and looks at the couple, with a sad look on his face. [/hider]