A Well Earned Celebration

[bravenewmods]

[The battle was over and the god Reshiram defeated, driven away by the aid of Union and its allies. The city was safe, by and large, and as the news spread throughout the peoples of the tundra, they began streaming back into the settlement in droves. Dirty, ash-coated faces were filled with relief and gratitude when they saw that it wasn't just a rumor and that their home had indeed been spared. Not everyone was so lucky, but they'd weathered worse, of course. The people of Glacier endured, as they would always endure, and they were also a people that repaid their debts. And they most certainly all agreed that they owed their rescuers a debt.

So, as night fell after the battle, a great celebration was prepared in the center of Glacier. A wide square was cleared away in a matter of hours, and the people gathered what they could in a show of thanks. Tables of food, bonfires towering into the night sky to keep out the autumn chill, and throngs of cheering wellwishers lined the area. Warriors of glacier, men carrying swords and women all bearing axes offered enthusiastic handshakes and claps on the back. Music of all kinds was played, though tribal tunes full of horn and percussion, chanting and yodeling, and even some brass groups dominated the soundscape.

A platform for various elders was set up, and they offered speeches, of course...but those were somehow dwarfed by the presence of the divine beings that were waiting silently for the proceedings to end. Some of the gods that had come to the aid of the war parties had apparently decided to stay, though their reasons were as mysterious as they themselves. The humans would have their time, and the Servants would mingle freely throughout the evening.

Food, of course, is set out in piles. Meat, fish, arctic berries, and various pastries and the like line table after table. A smorgasbord of Glacier specialties, each with a new and unique flavor all their own, and some (such as the stew) possessing a smell that only a native could probably endure. Akutaq in particular seems to stand out among the worst offenders, but the Glacier natives seem rather fond of it, and offer it to their rescuers with great gusto.

And the rewards do not stop at simple meals. either. As the speeches begin to wind down, a woman some might find familiar walks up onto the stage carrying a singularly massive trunk and dropping it down onto the wood with a heavy thud.]

Southerners! You have done a great deed this day! We, the people of Glacier, would like to thank you and honor your sacrifice! Few would do as you have done, coming to the aide of strangers against the might of that dragon...and you have accomplished something we did not think possible. To that end, we would like to present you with the first of many gifts, a token of our gratitude and a promise that should you need it, we will come to your defense in a time of need!

[And then with a sharp kick, she cracks open the trunk and reveals a veritable treasure trove of three different stones to be distributed by her subordinates.]

Rest well, and enjoy the festivities! You are welcome here, for as long as you like! Eat, drink, and be merry within our halls!

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Entei & Moltres

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

[ The fiery hound can be found on the outskirts of the party, observing. These humans are strange, and do not quite fit with its wanderer persona. However, whenever someone walks by with something particularly tasty looking, they may notice the volcanic god following their movements, or hear a stray tummy grumble on the wind.

Moltes, however, is not a hobo far more dignified when it comes to such things. What the blazing bird does seem to enjoy, however, is the music that floats about the festivities. One might find Moltres simply tuning in to the tune, or even dancing to the beat. ]

[bleeding_heart]

Andaran atish'an.

[Merrill bows her head respectfully as she approaches Entei, greeting him in the ancient tongue of her people.]

Thank you for helping us.

[She tilts her head to the side a bit as she considers her next statement.]

Your lordship? Your grace? Oh, I really should have thought more about what you'd prefer to be called, shouldn't I...

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

"Gesundheit."

[ That was what she expected it to say in response, right? It's been a while since Entei has humaned.

The volcanic hound bows its head. ]

"Your thanks are greatly appreciated, but unnecessary. This one was simply... passing by, perhaps? Hmm.

"Titles such as those are not fit for this lowly one. They imply one more regal, more self-important than this one. If milady prefers to use such titles, this one is known as the Vulcan Born. Or, simply, Entei."

[bleeding_heart]

It's very fortunate you passed by when you did, then, Entei.

[lunchleader]

[It's the grumbly tummy sounds that leads Right over to Entei. His bandaged wounds haven't stopped him from enjoying the celebrations on top of his Bouffalant, and he's carrying a plate piled high with meaty treats. He is, however, looking curiously over at the canine god.]

You okay?

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

[ Ah, another child. You are all children to Entei. Even the old ones. Or the tall ones. Or the particularly smelly. Speaking of which, what is that sulfur smell and where is it coming from?

Oh wait. ]

"Hmm?"

[ The fiery hound looks up from... something. It was staring off in the distance pensively. Or was it snoring? Right might have heard a bit of deep breathing mingled with rumbly tumblies. ]

"Ah, forgive this one. The cold tends to make this one a bit groggy."

[lunchleader]

Really? You don't like the cold them?

[He seems to be a Fire-type, so it would make sense if that's the case. Right looks between the huge canine Pokemon and where there's still huge cauldrons full of that nice stew. If he needs some help to warm up...]

Entei

[ofpromisedvictory]

[Why yes, this Shifter is carrying around an enormous haunch of deer like an hors d'ouevres platter. When she notices (mostly hears) the fire god, she turns and bows.]

It is an honor to meet you again...

[Noticing where its killer instinct is pointing, she looks back and forth from him to the food for a few seconds, conflicting instincts fighting for dominance before she profers the joint of meat to the Legendary.]

Entei

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

"Ah yes, the Honedge knight; a Honedge no longer."

[ He gives her a low nod, noticing her apprehension. ]

"Does something trouble the lady knight? Oh--"

[ Hmm. Was this an offering? Well, this was awkward. Entei looks down at the bit of meat, shuffling its paws like an unsure puppy might. ]

"Yes, ah, thank you. This one will, hmm..."

[ The pokemon-turned-human was trying to be nice. Oh Ho-Oh what do. ]

"This one does not wish to offend, but, with all due respect, such an offering is appreciated but--"

[ Entei could run. It was good at that. But that would be unfair. ]

"This one does not eat meat."

Entei

[niepokonany]

[As forward and mouthy as he was on the battlefield, Feliks seems hesitant to even go too far in approaching Entei again. He can't help sneaking glances at the god who saved him and his friends now and then, though -- and he's startled when he notices Entei watching him, too.]

[...Or watching the food in his hands, he realizes after a second. He's very still for a moment, then shuffles closer, holding out the bowl of warm stew in his hands.]

Um. H-Here?

[It's a lot harder to be bold when there's nothing he's fighting. Which apparently is a little backwards from how it is for most people, but Feliks has always been like that.]

Entei

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

[ It's hard not to notice. The last time Entei knew, humans didn't sparkle. Is that a recent development over the last few hundred years? Maybe it simply isn't observant enough.

The fiery dog sniffs at the stew. It... smells safe. Root vegetables, check. Meatstuffs? Seems to be all clear. You are okay in Entei's book, Feliks. ]

"Are you certain, young one?"

[ Don't be shy :C ]

Entei

[untalented]

[The giant, fiery dog still struck awe and terrible wonder in his heart every time Waver's gaze fell upon it's face. Even it's acting like a particularly pathetic and hungry puppy didn't sway that opinion.

Hesitantly, Waver drew near the beast, his hands clutched around a plate of food he had pulled from the buffet....

There was a look in his eyes that indicated that he wanted to say something, but all he could manage was an anxious little 'uhm'.

How does one approach a god? How does one talk to a god? What was this madness????]

Entei

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

[ Ah yes, the crying human. Entei nods to him, sitting back and crossing its giant paws in front of itself. ]

"Would you like to sit, young one? This one has heard that eating while standing gives humans... what was the word? Indecision?"

[ Yes, that was probably it. Entei looks a bit proud. See, it can remember human words! ]

Moltres

[conquerorofwaves]

[Sinbad would normally be among the group, partying, laughing, and sneaking drinks when he thinks none of the weirdly prudish adults of Union could catch him, but right now he's exhausted from his megaevolution, and feeling the chill of the Glacier now he's back to his Dragon-typing. He socialized a bit, particular when some kids found him, but he slipped away once they got distracted and found himself subconsciously seeking out a source of heat.

Which happened to be Moltres. He pauses, staring owlishly before breaking into a smile at the God's dance, before he gave a sheepishly smile, pulling his coat tighter around himself]

Hey... Thanks. You really saved us back there.

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

[ As yes, gaze upon pure perfection and be amazed, human. These dance moves are aren't just for anyone, you know. That strange squatting, the awkward wing spreading, all of this is quite ceremonial, Moltres will assure you.

When in actuality, no, actually the fire bird is really just a bad dancer. But you should still be impressed. ]

"Of course, of course. Yes, well, if you asked me--and really, you should--this whole fiasco really should not have happened. If it were me, I wouldn't be caught dead under the servitude of a human.

"No offense, of course. You're a bit pink for my tastes. But you are welcome, tiny, purple-feathered human."

Moltres

[commissionergrump]

[Gordon approaches Molters. His wounds having been seen to, a bandage wrapped around his head to stop the bleeding, a few little tufts of white hair sticking out between the bandages. He gives a somber nod, nearly a bow, to the firebird.]

Thank you for your assistance. It was much appreciated.

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

[ Human, you look ridiculous. Are you trying to impersonate a Duskull? You need to levitate more, be a bit more spooky.

Oh, right. You probably got hurt. Whoops. Hmm. ]

"Yes, I should say so, judging from your current state. That does look painful. That is why your head is wrapped up like that, yes?"

Entei

[rainsrespite]

[Well, in the wake of everything that'd happened? This wanderer and her longtime partner the Hitmonchan approach with a genial wave and a little bow.]

Hello there.

[A beat as she looks the god up and down a little awkwardly.]

Thank you for the help.

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

[ Yawning a bit, Entei looked up when Yuuna spoke, the doge-type god blinking a few tears from its eyes. It seems that someone was starting to doze off. ]

"No thanks are needed. This one simply did what was asked."

Moltres

[child_of_luv]

[Minako and Eros found Moltres bopping its head in time with the song. She smiled at that. It was... cute, in a way.]

Ah... Hi. Thanks for jumping in like that. I really appreciate it.

[The Sylveon bobbed his head yes in agreement. He appreciated it, too!]

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

[ Yes, please, praise the bird more. Lord knows it could use a bigger head. Moltres puffs out its chest a bit, holding its head a little higher than before. ]

"Of course, of course. You know, I wouldn't do that for just anyone, especially unsolicited. You should be grateful one such as I took pity upon you."

[ Moltres: The pinnacle of modesty. ]

Moltres

[wise_maiden]

[Approaching any of the gods is no easy task, even for the sake of just... learning about them.

As it is, thanks to a conversation Raine has tasked herself with approaching the fire bird, starting with a bow of the head and a low, respectable curtsy.]

Thank you for your help. [Because that's the proper thing to do, even if Moltres wasn't directly involved on her side of the battle.] This music really seems to speak to you.

[Because... breaking the ice?]

Moltres

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

[ You're throwing off Moltres' groove. SIGH. You humans were awfully good at interrupting a "god" when they're doing their thing. At least Raine is respectful. ]

"Yes, there is something strange about the weird instruments that these people play. They make me feel... something."

[ It's called getting down. ]

Hobo Fire Dad Dog

[heartandsoul]

[Well. Supposing it was inevitable that she'd meet Entei again, it did say that, but Maka wasn't quite expecting it to be like this--just at a party walking around and trying to find something that wasn't alive previously to eat. She has something, at least, an offering of a pastry that she holds out to Entei.]

...[Ahhh, oh, what's she supposed to say? How do you address a god? The Vulcan God is particularly important to Rei's shrine, and--no, it won't remember her, okay just--] Your Fieriness. [Nailed it.] I'm happy to be able to actually thank you this time. [Stella, with her as always clinging to her leg, nods in agreement.]

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

[ What is this heavenly smell? Entei looks at the treat, then at the girl holding it. ]

"Your Fieriness? Oh, no, this one is not suited for such lofty titles."

[ Tilting its head this way and that, the fiery doge blinks a few times at Maka. ]

"Why do you feel obligated to help this one, child?"

[ Tilt tilt. Tilt tilt. Was Entei really being serious? ]