It happened once every two years, in the early Spring. A large gathering of Mosedve. Multiple villages coming together for a few days of festivities. There would be food, drinks, music, games and gambling, And above all, fun. This year it was held in the Sirantil Valley, at one of the villages that was not so deep in the woods.
The festivities were also used for another thing; finding a mate outside of their own village. And exchanging information or even seeds for better crops. It had something of everything.
Lanterns had been hung in the trees, wooden tables put down and everything else had been set up. Just in time too, since it would almost begin.
''Nastya are you done?'' a male called whom himself had been busy to set the tables for the games.
''Yes sir'' a female replied with green eyes after putting the final barrel of slight fermented forest fruit juice.
''Good. Help me with this then.''
Nastya confirmed that she would and followed the orders. She wondered what this years festivities could bring.
