(( Here's the description of the event, can be referenced more specifically when the party is actually taking place. Same as always, don't hesitate to ask me questions if something's unclear. ))
Kika’s home is a comfortable acre of land located a few miles north of the tavern. When you first walk onto the land, you come upon a path that will lead you directly into the front yard, a large arch decorated with silken white ribbons marking the entry between the trees. It sits facing the river, raised up on a bank to over-look the water through the trees. Her yard has been cleared of trees, the ground now covered with a lush layer of green grass. She couldn’t be bothered to really keep any flower gardens near the house, she hasn’t the time to really tend to them. The house is a simple one-level with a straw roof and mud brick for the walls. A large front porch made of cedar is built onto the front of the home, and it wraps around the left side to be connected to another porch around the back. There are quite a few windows on the front so that one may view the river from inside where it’s warm if desired.
On the front yard itself is a plethora of white streamers and gossamer fabrics to make the sight appealing to a sensitive degree. A long rectangular table is set up to one side with all sorts of food set up along it, every few feet a handful of candles set up to illuminate in the otherwise dim area. Gentle music plays in the background, quite classical and relaxing. The trees surrounding the front of the yard hold the decorations for the most part, but there are a few streamers and dangling ethereal lights set up on the porch as well. Six patrons of both men and women walk around holding trays of goodies and taking in drink orders. The bar itself is set up on the left side of the house where the porch wraps around, a stone golem in the shape of an elegant woman behind the counter. She seems to be made of marble, a few black lines running over the surface of the stone. The golem and the waiters are all dressed in the same white fabric, serving as glorified togas so they are easy to identify. All around the rest of the yard are a scatter of round tables draped in silvery fabric with the proper setting for meals set upon them. More candles light up the tables, accenting the dim glow of the general area. Looking towards the back yard, it is oddly dark. It is as if there was a wall there where the lights simply end. No sound or sights come from back there, maintaining the peaceful and calm aurora of the front yard.
Of course one is allowed in the back yard, how silly of one to ask! Stepping through the apparent shield of black one’s eyes will become alight with many sights. It is dark here, illuminated only by the six pillars that are about five feet tall and standing in a circle that encompasses much of the back yard. These pillars seem to be shifting from color to color, rapidly flickering in between the shades and never staying the same for more than a few seconds. On top of the pillars is one male or female dancer. The dancers are clothed in small garments to cover their chests and hips, but the fabric stays white here, too. This seems to be quite on purpose, for the dancers are decorated in a glowing body paint of some kind, all of their limbs covered in neon-colored Evelainian symbols. They all dance to heavy Evelainian music as well, the beat jiving and moving constantly. No words are sung to this music, as the dancers are the melody in themselves in an odd way. They invite you to dance with them, around the pillars on the grassy ground as they move vigorously to the music, hips swiveling mainly in the traditional Evelainian dance. Looking up, there are bubbles that nearly completely cover where the top of the trees surround, serving as a rough ceiling to keep most of the music away from disturbing neighbors. On occasion the bubbles will float by nearer to the ground, picking up the illuminating light of the pillars and reflecting more of it, like a tiny color-shifting sphere. On the back porch is a set up with the strange neon paint in small wooden containers and a few brushes. Obviously these are intended for the guests to help themselves to enjoy being a glowing pillar of whatever symbols they draw, as well. The bar is available on this side as well in the same location, on the one side of the house with the marble golem lady serving all kinds of drinks as well. Seeping from beneath the bar seems to be a current of light mist, pouring over the wood of the porch and down the steps to float gently over the ground. It covers the ground completely, but never seems to build up to be higher than a few inches. Swirling along the top of the mist on the ground looms several rainbow circles, traveling around and around on top of the mist. When these spheres are touched they simply pop like bubbles, sending a soft stream of golden sparkles. Again, if these sparkles are touched they are harmless. If anything, they might tingle the skin a little bit.
Now, on the roof on the back side of the house is set up a large tub, mist rolling out of the center of it. Odd that a house can carry the weight of this make-shift hot tub fill with steamy water, but it seems to do the job just fine. In the house are extra towels and rooms for changing. Propped up on the one side of the porch is a ladder to climb on up for those interested in taking a dip instead of dancing. The tub is large enough to sit a good dozen patrons comfortably. A few chairs are set up around the tub as well, over-looking the dance floor for those who wish to rest from the roof top.
You can bet in some shape or another, I'll find a way to attend for you, too. ))
