A Well Earned Celebration

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[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!

Comments

[punchesyu]

Well, we used to have them, you know, before everything and everyone was destroyed. We're supposed to have it, I guess.

[That's sorta what Diancie said, anyway.]

It's just weird how the gods allowed us to have it again, during a time where everything's opening back up again. But then, people like Gigas and whoever those guys were with Reshiram started showing up too.

[windyflower]

Which makes me wonder is there something else coming up and it's making me anxious just wondering what it might be.

[A pause]

But that's really rude of me, isn't it? To say that we should be cautious when there's a party going on. We shouldn't be thinking about that, we should be celebrating!

[punchesyu]

Yeah, I guess you're right.

[Maybe now wasn't the time to think on that. He tosses the stone up a couple of times, almost drops it, before frantically putting it back into his bag.]



There's way tons of food and stuff going on to be worrying about that now! Don't...tell me you like the local food too, Fuuka...

[windyflower]

[Although, Fuuka knew it wasn't a good idea to giggle at Yosuke's poor attempt at catching said second, Fuuka just stare at Yosuke for a few seconds shortly afterwards]

Of course, why wouldn't I? It would be rude to not like them! [Pause] Unless....you don't like them at all?

[punchesyu]

[He's had to explain to a few people now, and he knows that trying to hide it just isn't going to go over well. So he just tells her.]

Yeah...I sorta have this thing about fish.

[The local specialties were fish. Gross.]

[windyflower]

[Blink blink]

Goodness, I never thought that you wouldn't be the type to not like fish...? But perhaps you can ask someone here to make you something other than that?

Although, I can try to make something but...

[punchesyu]

N-No! That's okay! I can find something here!

[He says quickly. He'd rather eat fish than her cooking again.]

[windyflower]

[...She wasn't surprised by his answer and yet...]

Well if you say so? Although, I'm afraid the most I can do is just ask someone to make you something else.

[Can he hear how disappointed she sound?]