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Moonlit Beach Party (backdated, shhhhh)
Who: Anybody!
What: Rip wanted a moonlit beach party for her birthday, so that's what she's getting.
When: May 17
Where: Fayren beach
Mid-day May 17, a simple text message gets sent to the network:
Moonlight Beach Party
TONIGHT
Fayren
Bring Your Own Booze and Music
Thanks to a full moon and a bit of angel magic, clusters of blue and white bioluminescent algae light up the water from the ocean floor, bright enough to see well enough to surf or swim without issue. If getting wet isn't your thing, a small schooner lit with colorful paper lanterns and fairy lights is moored near the shallows, and there's a dinghy on the shore to take people out to enjoy a bit of night sailing.
A series of small bonfires dot the shore, surrounded by stumps for sitting on and tables spread with roasted or barbecued foods of all sorts, a birthday cake and open coolers full of ice. There are several bottles of booze and soda, but if you want to get yourself really smashed you have to bring your own. A couple of the coolers have a fingerpainted hazmat symbol on them, and those with sharp noses will notice the smell of blood, this time available in several different flavors thanks to a shopping trip to Haunted Eatings. A little ways off to one side of the bonfires a volleyball net has been set up, and a little ways off to the other side there are several cans of glow in the dark body paint and a battery-run boombox sitting next to a couple large pieces of cardboard that have been taped together to make a DIY dance floor. The boombox does have a mic, so if you're in the mood for a round or two of karaoke, feel free.
Of course, having all of this glowing fish food concentrated in a single area is going to draw the attention of some larger predators. A pair of monstrous anglerfish crash the party in the wee hours of the morning, deciding that humans and humanoids might be better at filling their bellies than microscopic algae. Will there be another round of fresh roasted fish on the menu? Or will you find your end in the dark guts of something that looks like a dentist's nightmare?
What: Rip wanted a moonlit beach party for her birthday, so that's what she's getting.
When: May 17
Where: Fayren beach
Mid-day May 17, a simple text message gets sent to the network:
TONIGHT
Fayren
Bring Your Own Booze and Music
Thanks to a full moon and a bit of angel magic, clusters of blue and white bioluminescent algae light up the water from the ocean floor, bright enough to see well enough to surf or swim without issue. If getting wet isn't your thing, a small schooner lit with colorful paper lanterns and fairy lights is moored near the shallows, and there's a dinghy on the shore to take people out to enjoy a bit of night sailing.
A series of small bonfires dot the shore, surrounded by stumps for sitting on and tables spread with roasted or barbecued foods of all sorts, a birthday cake and open coolers full of ice. There are several bottles of booze and soda, but if you want to get yourself really smashed you have to bring your own. A couple of the coolers have a fingerpainted hazmat symbol on them, and those with sharp noses will notice the smell of blood, this time available in several different flavors thanks to a shopping trip to Haunted Eatings. A little ways off to one side of the bonfires a volleyball net has been set up, and a little ways off to the other side there are several cans of glow in the dark body paint and a battery-run boombox sitting next to a couple large pieces of cardboard that have been taped together to make a DIY dance floor. The boombox does have a mic, so if you're in the mood for a round or two of karaoke, feel free.
Of course, having all of this glowing fish food concentrated in a single area is going to draw the attention of some larger predators. A pair of monstrous anglerfish crash the party in the wee hours of the morning, deciding that humans and humanoids might be better at filling their bellies than microscopic algae. Will there be another round of fresh roasted fish on the menu? Or will you find your end in the dark guts of something that looks like a dentist's nightmare?