A tribute to the Gods

Date: 06/24/2013 at 13:59
From: Anonymous
To : Everyone
Subj: A tribute to the Gods

On the 20th of Chronos, as intrepid Great Hunters slashed, kicked, or dragged their wearied bodies toward the swiftly approaching finish line, a welcome reprieve came in the form of the mysterious group of travelling merchants known far and wide as the Itinerant Bazaar. Trundling slowly along the winding paths of the Siroccian Mountains, the caravan nearly met with misfortune, but the enigmatic entrepreneurs set up their tents near the Shrine of Ascension and soon called for visitors to peruse their wares. The purpose for the choice in location was soon in evidence as the crowds rushed in.

Sweet-smelling selily perfume greeted the nose, and amethyst flames dazzled the eyes as Lindire demonstrated a magnificent device within his tent. The shouts of wagers being made and lost filled another, while exclamations over Dala'myrr chitin and fine embroidery competed to be heard over the din. Divine symbols flashed in the afternoon sun, and loose sands from the distant but never forgotten planet of Krenindala glittered loosely on the wind. When night fell and the crush of customers dwindled at last, Gilrain, the flower vendor, slipped away to leave a single sombre black tulip at the memorial to the fallen gods, promising all that they would return again soon.

Penned by My hand on the 11th of Glacian, in the year 628 AF.