Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20191120052531

The Anatina kingdom had long been one of wealth and power. But ever since their current ruler, King Felix, was crowned, its citizens had experienced an unprecedented quality of life. Even when the surrounding kingdoms were in the throes of famine, rare was the day that Anatinan farmers had a barren field. So much was their surplus, in fact, that King Felix wound send fresh food by the cartload to his starving neighbors. And every year, a festival was thrown by the Anatinans to celebrate the harvest and to show appreciation for their good fortune.

Such a festival was happening now. The day was bright and sunny, with barely a cloud in the sky. Though it was warm, there was an occasional gust of cool wind, signaling colder months to come. Underneath trees with multicolored leaves still falling, farmers set up spaces to sell their goods. Stalls filled with bread, mead, jars of honey and other foods lined the cobbled square just outside the castle, along with booths selling all a person could want. The buildings around the square were adorned with flags and streamers, all bearing the Anatinan crest; a black ouroboros snake on a red background. Music drifted through the air as mortals, adult and child alike, wandered about, exploring the many sellers and their wares.

Among the mortals was a man, dressed in a bright red cloak that reached to about his knees. The hood was pulled back, revealing a youthful face with sparkling, dark green eyes. There was a crown of autumn leaves, almost as if he had picked them up from the ground and woven them together himself, sitting crookedly atop his head, slightly smushing his brown hair against his forehead. He was surrounded by a group of nobles, dressed much more extravagantly than he, talking animatedly to each other or to him, though he didn't seem to be particularly engaged.

So much to do, so much to see! Where will you go? 