Maxx

Stygian Sundays

Time: 9pm EST-6pm PST

Location:Nebyet, Purple Lotus Swamp

Theme: Death to the Darfari

Event:
The drumming, screaming sounds continued to echo into the city.  The brave, the smart, all who came to help the Golden city, amassed inside the gate.  Their polite introductions were interrupted by the monstrous of sounds; a screech that made the city walls themselves seem to shake.  Then came the knock at the gate.  Someone, something had wanted in, but none knew who or what was that was. 

The summons were sent out across Stygia.  All who were curious to the recent Darfari change in behavior were to visit Nebyet as soon as they could.  Those who wished to help protect Stygia and Set's people were to ride for the city walls as well.  Scholars, historians, soldiers, leaders, priests, anyone ... everyone was needed.

The Darfari had long been content to infest the Purple Lotus Swamp, encroaching further and further as the months turned into years.  Their cannibalistic behavior left blood stained across the dense foilage as the native animals and reptiles were consumed in the absence of human sacrifice.  But more recently, they have been attacking any who ride towards Nebyet as well as the city guards themselves.  Several guards have gone missing and a few visitors to the Golden City of Set have been wounded on their way in. 

Maziken had prepared much of the week for the celebration.  He made sure that the servants of the temple cleaned the marble floors and polished the statue of the Goddess.  He had them prepare several tables for the refreshments and retrieve a few bottles of wine from Nebyet's cellars.  He meticulously put together his gift for the mother and child, wrapping it in fine, deep violet silks. 

The day had finally come and the hour was near.  He stood near the entrance to Nebyet, waiting to greet any that would come help honour this mother and child.  From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Sybaryss approaching.  She carried a small basket at her side, a smile written across her lips.  Maziken returned her smile and looked curiously to her basket before he saw the little bundle of wolf pelts inside.

"Are we all prepared for tonight, Syb?" he asked with a bit of excitement.