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Halloween Bash 2018: Scavenger Hunt [Open]

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The annual Voodoo Music and Arts Festival was in full swing on its peak of Halloween night. The streets were flowing with costumed party goers pub crawling and otherwise floating between various events. It was noisy and vibrant, colorful lights shining and flashing. Music could be heard pouring out of the various clubs, and lilting from the stages set in the nearby park. The air was heavy with the scent of street foods. 

Jericho was dressed in a vibrant masquerade type get up and sporting colorful red-gold dragon mask as he meandered along in search of his next source of entertainment after leaving the festivities in Vitality. The companions he'd come along with were temporarily scattered - each of them were tracking down clues to locate a key to the famous but elusive Speak Easy hidden somewhere in the district. There were a finite number of them hidden throughout the Elf District, and for those aware of their existence they were a coveted prize. 

He stopped briefly to observe a group of street performers on a nearby corner. They were clad in colorful getup and a ring of them were dancing around two fire breathers and a sword juggler in the center. A small crowd had gathered to observe, creating a bit of a slow down in traffic through the area. It was the brief pause that caused the dragon to notice a golden etching on a nearby brick wall - one of the symbols the dragon knew was meant to direct toward one of the elusive keys - or a dead end, it was always a toss up. 

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Samhain was a time of festival marking the passage of power between the Seelie and the UnSeelie courts. Thus, Uriens was well in his element as he weaved amongst humans and supernaturals alike in the crisp night air. He could feel the way this world and the other pressed against each other, divided by a thin veil.

He was dressed as if he had walked out of some Arthurian tale in tunic and overcoat of in black embroidered with a pattern of amber eagles, the colors and  sigil of his House though he doubted anyone in the crowd would recognize it. His face was covered with a black half mask shaped like the top of an eagles head.

A few humans had called out to him, asking if he were from Game of Thrones or something. Uriens ignored them instead looking for rumored keys, he enjoyed a good puzzle and a good hunt and this was both. He was just turning to approach the brick wall when he noticed the man in the dragon mask already spotting the quarry, he picked up his pace with boots falling heavily upon the pavement.

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Jericho initially didn't notice that someone else had also spotted the marker. He just happened to be a little bit closer than the other. It wasn't until he was reaching it that the dragon realized someone else had zeroed in as well, "Ah, fuck," he muttered, scowling shallowly behind the mask. 

He didn't initially have too much time to pay attention to the competition, though. The symbols scattered through the city were all enchanted. Once they were discovered they would temporarily morph into a clue to the next puzzle, then vanish. The gold started to swirl and morph and Jericho quickly fixed his attention back on it - now it was a race to discern the meaning first and try to beat the silver haired man to the next. 

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Uriens watched his competition pick up speed and gritted his teeth. Yet it wasn't anger that shot through the elder fae but a thrill more primal and left the Regent feeling slightly giddy. He expanded his stride, nearly on the heels of the dragon-masked man until he came short a step or two. Eyes the color of refined silver looked up at the key watching the gold twist and turn.

"What is it?" his voice was baritone and lingered with an accent far older than Corinth itself.  His eyes narrowed, "A porcupine?" It took him the beat of a moment to recall seeing such an animal on a sign. He smiled at the dragon-mask, the expression filled with challenge and smug  before he started in the direction of the next clue. 

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The animal that appeared in gold was  familiar one, but Jericho had no idea what it indicated. He was mulling that over when he glanced to the side and made eye contact with the stranger in the eagle mask. The man - fae, if he wasn't too drunk to sense right - flashed a self satisfied grin before turning to pace away. 

Assuming that meant they had made the connection, whatever the answer was, Jericho waited for the stranger to get off a few paces before falling in behind. At worst they'd both be wrong in their assumptions... at best he'd be led to the next clue, and maybe this time he'd catch on first. 

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Uriens could hear the other man behind him but neither slowed nor picked up his pace. In truth the Sidhe enjoyed the fact that the other man had not given up. With a the grace that seemed to come naturally to the fae Uriens weaved between patrons of the festival, easily dodging drunken revelers and even a few young women who tried to deliberately throw themselves in his path; even in a mask Uriens was clearly not hard on the eyes and he exuded power and wealth.

Soon they were upon the bar, the neon porqupine with the beer glass in its paws and a smile that no actual creature could posses glowing brightly against the night. Uriens came to a halt let his gaze drift across the sign but saw no shape of a key in the plastic and artificial light. He snorted, disappointed, had he been wrong? 

Then, he saw something just beneath the cartoonish foot of the creature and he stepped forward with a sweep of his great coat, his head tilting back while his eyes squinted against the light to get a better look. From behind the lights revealed his hair to be more blue than silver and braided back to be kept out of his face.

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Alexandros could not remember the last time he had seen someone approach an establishment with such determination only to be so disappointed by its sign. A sign that didn't exclude said individual from the building anyways. Although he wasn't exactly in the area for the bar himself, despite having bought a drink, rather had stopped to help pick an exceptionally cheery but clumsy drunk off the street and return her to her group. He had full intentions to get back to Vitality after exploring the rest of the areas festivities.  But the Fae, and the trailing dragon, with such intensity grabbed his attention instead.

Alek slowed his pace past the well dressed male, glancing up toward the sign to catch sight of just what had his interest.  It wasn't broken, and the closer look didn't exactly explain the situation. He didn't quite care if he was noticed looking. In fact the lilin dressed in his intricately detailed pirate captain outfit that rather could have stepped off a realistic movie set rather than a Halloween store was making not a single attempt to hide the fact that he was staring at the same spot as the long haired fae. He wore a long coat with intricate details and gold trim, with all too real of jewelry and sword hanging off his hip. The accompanying hat had been bestowed upon a child visitor to his business earlier in the day. The character hadn't completely deterred his efforts to make his visitors happy. As self serving as it all could be.

"Its an interesting choice, isn't it? A porcupine to advertise a bar." Alek finally spoke after a moment, hands placed neatly behind his back and a certain straight posture to him to accompany the more sophisticated tone of voice than the character he had been playing not long before. He knew the man was not a business mascot critic, but questioning him outright, well, what would be the fun in that? Although poking into people's business was fun on its own.

"What's more interesting," the man stepped forward just slightly out of someones way. "Is that you are being followed." He commented with a small raise of his brow and a glance to the side. He didn't know why, but the two seemed to be after the same thing. He felt a distinct lack of anger and violent intent despite the following, and it absolutely intrigued the ancient being.  

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Whether or not his decision to trail after the man would be fruitful remained to be seen, but in the end they did end up in front of a sign depicting the same animal as the golden marker from before. Hopefully that meant they were on the right track. Jericho meandered a little closer. Since the next hint didn't immediately stand out he took a little more time to study the individual he was competing with - noticing more detail than before. 

Maybe it'd be easier just to form some kind of alliance, he considered. After all, there was no stipulation that it was one key per person - it'd get a small group in just as well, assuming there was room. 

The dragon was caught between weighing that option and trying to find the next marker when a new face approached. Jericho's expression twisted briefly into a scowl behind the mask when the new stranger indicated to the Fae that he was being followed, "Not so much him that's being followed as what he's after," the dragon spoke up. 

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Cool silver eyes shadowed in the eyelets of the mask slid over to the newcomer as he approached and there was the sense that the fae lord was raising a single eyebrow though it was hidden behind his guise. "Indeed," he said in a casual tone that spoke nothing of his emotions though he was curious.

He felt more than saw the dragon-masked man come up behind him and he tilted his head in direction of the man, half in greeting and half in acknowledgement of the dragon-mask's statement. "We are on the hunt, we seek a sign that will lead us to this night's amusements,"  A rather flowery to state they were looking to get into a place where they could drink heavily but fae were fae, a straight answer was never in their vocabulary.

He turned now and his face tilted towards the sky as if he heard something on, or in the wind, "Although, we may yet be waylayed in our quest. Perhaps if we combined our efforts we better our chances?"

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It all began to make a little more sense as the two acknowledge each other. Competition and a search, it was the answer he needed for all of his initial questions. And the Fae's disappointment- he didn't find what he had been looking for. This bar was not their destination. Which made sense, the place was alright but certainly not worth a competitive hunt to find.

"Aah, I see. A challenging puzzle." Alek couldn't help the little smile which started on his face. He didn't have a habit of backing down from puzzles, and this unique pair had grabbed his interest. They would struggle to be rid of him now, if he could help it. The Lilin followed the Fae's gaze to the sky with a light sigh. "It would be more beneficial to compete and race against the weather, than against each other, as it appears your individual guesses haven't gotten you what you wanted." He commented, motioning to the neon porcupine.

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At nearing three hundred years old, Jericho still had a petty streak that would have delighted in relishing the disappointment at beating the Fae out of the prize, if he were being honest. However, his propensity for hedonism was far greater so when the possibility of working together was verbalized he shifted from one side to another and then nodded once, "I'm willing to put aside the competition," he conceded as he looked between the two. 

This time his gaze lingered on the newcomer. He was arguably more familiar with the Lilin than most out there, if only because of his employer. They were a curious race. Jericho was a little bit leery, but in his experience they were harmless so long as they weren't antagonized. 

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"There will be other competitions," the fae agreed neutrally though behind the air of disinterest the fae was actually disappointed the dragon-masked man gave up so easily.  Yet he hid his feelings so well that only the Lilin with their empathic ability to sense the emotions of others would have noticed.

He turned now to face both men though his gaze lingered on the newcomer, "Do you wish to join us? I do not think the effort could be harmed with the addition of one more." He glanced over at the dragon-masked man and again there was that sense that he was lifting his brows though they couldn't be seen, an unspoken inquiry to see if his compatriot would mind a third.

 

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They so easily agreed. With him and each other. So the logic could win over egos occasionally. Although it was yet to be seen if it could last through attempts at cooperation. The slight disappointment inside the one told him it might not continue so smooth as this immediate agreement. The outcome had him curious. Had it not been offered, he likely would have still pushed his way into joining them. He wanted to watch this succeed or perhaps curiously fall apart. Either would make for a much more interesting night than wandering alone. Especially for a social creature such as himself.

"It would definitely be an improvement on previous plans." Alek admitted, twirling a ring on his finger in thought. "Although that would require someone to share what clue you were following to arrive here." He motioned to the sign they had come to look at.

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The lack of competition made things vaguely less interesting, but Jericho simply kept himself entertained with the thought that a temporary agreement didn't mean there wasn't room for a little back stabbing. It was an amusing possibility to keep in mind. 

That prospect aside, the light snowfall that had been coming down off and on was becoming steadily heavier. While the cold itself didn't bother the dragon any despite his thin clothing, he could see the clouds gathered overhead and, more importantly, smell what was coming. 

"The last marker showed a porcupine as the next clue," Jericho answered, indicating the sign, "so if that one guessed correctly then the next one should be hidden around here somewhere," he glanced at the fae man, "at any rate we should be quick about it because the weather is about to get much worse and I'm not keen on doing this in a blizzard." 

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"This one," the fae lord said in a tone that was equal parts irritation and mirth, "Is Uriens Vainglory. Since we seek to pass the evening in each others company we might as well exchange our names."

Uriens didn't seem to note the cold though he was far better dressed for it than the dragon-man with is costume, though something about the ease with which he wore the medieval garb suggested it was something he wore often. He turned his sight once again to the sign, the neon near reflective in his silver eyes and he frowned at it like a merchant who had been given a bad bargain. He then, more from a whim than anything else, followed the path that the porcupine's eyes followed and then pointed a glove hand to the glimmering object adjacent to the bar.

"There," he said not bothering to hide the smug from his tone. 

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