Lamil O'Reier was rubbing his hands. The idea of these festivities organized for the New Year JY 2602 was promising.
Soon to be set up a few metres from the Shadow Runners' taming camp, the Brotherhood of the Fortunate Gubani's own camp would be ready to welcome homins and homines from all horizons, coming to spend their good dappers in the senseless hope of acquiring a zig or a Gubani mount.
Or even the very latest zig frippo, whose demonstration would, he was sure, stir up the lust of the wisest homins. They would all compete to be the first to own it and throw themselves like hungry varinx on the few lots of tokens put up for sale at the auction, which would be the highlight of the opening ceremony of the festivities.
Of course, other games would then await the homins, accessible to the greatest number, and by which the homins could hope to obtain tokens against dappers... A few tokens for the homins, many dappers for the Company.
And if it worked well, he could see himself repeating the operation the following year.
Lamil O'Reier smiled dreamily at this prospect.
Footsteps brought him out of his reverie: Mirkly O'Yrroy had just entered the office, a roller in his hands.
Lamil O'Reier: So these posters, are they ready?
Mirkly O'Yrroy: Yes, the teams are already preparing to post them in the capitals.
Lamil O'Reier: Perfect!
(*)[OOC] On Tuesday, 26 February 2019 20:00:00 UTC (5 years ago)[/OOC]
Soon to be set up a few metres from the Shadow Runners' taming camp, the Brotherhood of the Fortunate Gubani's own camp would be ready to welcome homins and homines from all horizons, coming to spend their good dappers in the senseless hope of acquiring a zig or a Gubani mount.
Or even the very latest zig frippo, whose demonstration would, he was sure, stir up the lust of the wisest homins. They would all compete to be the first to own it and throw themselves like hungry varinx on the few lots of tokens put up for sale at the auction, which would be the highlight of the opening ceremony of the festivities.
Of course, other games would then await the homins, accessible to the greatest number, and by which the homins could hope to obtain tokens against dappers... A few tokens for the homins, many dappers for the Company.
And if it worked well, he could see himself repeating the operation the following year.
Lamil O'Reier smiled dreamily at this prospect.
Footsteps brought him out of his reverie: Mirkly O'Yrroy had just entered the office, a roller in his hands.
Lamil O'Reier: So these posters, are they ready?
Mirkly O'Yrroy: Yes, the teams are already preparing to post them in the capitals.
Lamil O'Reier: Perfect!
Poster
Homines, Homins!
The Brotherhood of the Fortunate Gubani is pleased to invite you to festivities organized on the occasion of this New Year 2602. New games, new rewards at the Wheel. Come to the Gubani taming camp in Void at 16h - Prima, Winderly 1, 2nd AC 2602 (*), we will be waiting for you!
(*)[OOC] On Tuesday, 26 February 2019 20:00:00 UTC (5 years ago)[/OOC]