The Village of Celestia
- known since 23 August
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Celestia's Saga
No saga yet. The Chronicler writes one once Celestia has enough history to be worth condensing.
Celestia's Recent Lore
The realm's book speaks of Celestia: 4 of its moments were woven into the day's account, "Names Upon the Water".
Kaliah Mayvis The Songbird Of Joy takes their place in the story. Left with nothing but a name and lyre, she sings of the demigods of Celestia and their "kindness"
Rita the thing takes their place in the story. Rita kinda just showed up one day, with no idea where she was or why she was even on there. She calls herself Rita, but people started calling her “The Thing” once they realized she definitely wasn’t human. She mostly keeps to herself, trying to figure out what she is while avoiding people who see her as a monster.
Celestia has risen from Hamlet to Village, and the Chronicle notes it has watched lambfie raise these banners, see them fall, and raise them higher still each time.
Celestia has grown into §x§1§E§6§6§F§5Village standing in the eyes of the realm.
The realm's book speaks of Celestia: 3 of its moments were woven into the day's account, "The Season of Rising Banners".
lambfie was crowned ruler of Celestia, now recognized across the realm as a §x§1§7§9§2§9§9Hamlet.
Actias Luna The DemiGod of Nature takes their place in the story. A silent figure, part elf in bearing, part something else that no one has found a clean word for: her eyes carry the flat, wide stillness of a moth's, and her presence settles over a room the way a candle's light does, noticed only when it moves. She watches over the people of Celestia with a devotion that none question. Most are not entirely comfortable with it, either. Folk say there is something in the way she stands at the edge of a gathering, or holds her attention on a thing too long, that puts a chill in the air the season cannot account for. They are grateful for her care. They keep a careful distance, too. Whether her gift for the green and growing things, the quiet pull she seems to have over living creatures, is a blessing of the old kind or something stranger, no one in Celestia will say plainly. They call her devoted. They say it with their eyes down.
Celestia has grown from Homestead to Hamlet, and the Chronicle notes this is not the first time lambfie has built this land upward from nothing: the banners fell once, rose again, and climb still.
Celestia has grown from Outpost to Homestead, a rank this land has held before, for the Chronicle has watched lambfie raise these banners, see them come down, and raise them once more.
Celestia has grown into §x§4§0§A§0§2§BHomestead standing in the eyes of the realm.
Celestia has claimed its first ground — a single stretch of earth, and the whole of its ambition.
Celestia was founded this day by lambfie — a name the realm does not know yet, and may never forget.