Calendar of the Year
Holidays bind the community of Luisant together. They mark the cyclical nature of the seasons and the joys and triumphs of the year, serving as a way to pause and reconnect with each other and remember that there is more to life than brute survival and desperation.
Many holidays center around the making and consumption of food and drink, an essential part of Cappacionne culture. This tradition dates back to the Age of the Feasting King Chiropoler. Holidays in Luisant are celebrated with a communal retreat to the Feasting Grounds and a respite from daily labors.
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Early Spring- Du Fleur, Flower Crown
Celebrated in early spring, this holiday encourages wholesome excess to celebrate the coming of spring.
At the eventide meal of Benalus’ first return, the first general slaked himself with only water, refusing Benalus’ own wine from his own halls. When word reached him, Benalus took the general’s cup from him and filled it with wine from his own. “Wine is the pleasure of temperate men, whilst the bane of fools. For a fool can control his wine no more than he can control his fear. Too much or too little is an undoing. Sip or drought, but drink as you fear for there is no abstinence from terror.”
Late Spring- Effeuiller la Marguerite, Strip The Daisy
Celebrated in late spring, this holiday acts a reminder of God’s presence in all of humankind.
God wished to expand the Meaning of the Word, and thus, created Mankind, which was Form with Meaning.
Early Summer- Lune Croissante, Waxing Moon
Lune Croissante is a time of intentional strengthening chaos. All assumptions are challenged as weakness until proven a strength. All strengths are disregarded if not novel in some way. Flexibility is celebrated in all things. Shame is left out for the wolves to devour.
It is for all the things in the world to be potentially good or evil. The inherent nature of things is to first be good, and then be vulnerable to wickedness. In each human being there is God’s holy truth, and humans are but an emanation of the Lord who is too mighty even for His own world. The vessel determines the shape of its contents, and the world that we occupy is a vessel in which, when God be poured, forms Humanity.
Late Summer- Jour de Flagellation, Day of Flogging
Celebrated in late summer, the Day of Flogging honors restorative punishment and seeks to heal any hurts the community has suffered in the year.
Lo, the Lord doth forgive all who pass under his gaze with heads bowed. He sees his sinful children and knows the story to every stain. Those who seek true absolution need not go away from His glory. Nay, closer to him are those who return from the darkness. Look upon such men and rejoice, but gaze not on his brother who hides from the light. They are the servants of devils and their time will come.
Early Autumn- Jouer de Gorger, Day of Feasting
The feast to end all feasts! In celebration of the coming harvest, families draw together for company as they consume.
A reflection on the heroic acts of the Ordo Croix and giving thanks for freedom from the Feasting King.
Late Autumn- La Toussaint, All Saints
La Toussaint, All Saints’ Day, takes place in the last days of Autumn. There is an eerie quality to this time; the fall colors are beginning to depart and the days grow colder and shorter. It is during La Toussaint that the world of the dead comes closest to that of the living, and thus we come together both to celebrate the beloved dead and ward off – or confront – the malicious apparitions, both dead and undead, that stalk the world of the living as the veil grows thin.
Simple is the fear these Malefic bring to our doorsteps, but more challenging is the fear they leave in their wake. The frightening observation that most Malefic are reflections of our own failings confounds our instincts and leaves our vulnerable minds to numbly grasp at the implications.
Families come together and tell stories of the ancestors and relatives who have passed on, and pray for the gentle, unbroken rest of the recently deceased. Flowers are placed on graves, and those who are Woodwise gather to say a Last Farewell to the dead who have returned in the form of the Night Malefic, to assist them in passing on.
Associated Lineage: Veneaux
The unquenchable curiosity and thirst for knowledge of the obscure that afflicts the Veneaux is at its height during La Toussaint. The mists of autumn and the whispers of the dead as they draw close to us stokes a fire in the children of the Veneaux lineage.
Many Veneaux find within themselves a desire to understand and become close to the things of the Night during La Toussaint, and it is not uncommon for members of the Veneaux lineage to be found hunting the story of an unresolved Malefic or attending the Last Farewell during this time.
Death is then simply the means by which a soul may transcend the stage of events. In death does the soul grow mighty, and wickedness and virtue cease to war. When the soul of a righteous man who obeys the Will of the Lord endures Death, his Virtue washes out all that remains of doubt. When the soul of a man frail of spirit or strong of vice does die, his viciousness makes black his soul entire, and by Death it is then discarded.
In truth, the soul is the only thing a man has, and he cannot lose anything that he does have. The Solidarity of Man extends far beyond any mortal coil. In their dying breath, each man is like one for a brief moment and understands the unity we all share in death if not in life. This revelation alone is but the first step into true service of the Lord.
Gifts of many different kinds are traditional on La Toussaint, and the people of Luisant have a saying: there is no more personal a gift than an experience. In this spirit, entire groups of family and friends will come together to create what some refer to as ‘pranks’, intended to delight, amuse, or simply terrify their target. The philosophy of the tricksters is that laughter and tears are how you know you’re alive, and pulling off a trick so perfect that it reduces the target to helpless emotion of one sort or another is the sign of true friendship.
|Sticks, stones, bones, moths, the withered leaves of autumn. As the darkness and cold of winter returns and the last days of harvest-time pass us by, it is impossible not to remember what lurks outside our little town; the slavering beasts and frigid nights that would devour our flesh given the chance. We look to the future and dress our homes in the nature that might one day claim them if the hopeless hurt of the Night were to swallow our town whole.
We place candles and colorful trimming alongside these decorations, mixing woodland decay and man-made joy, bringing them together in equilibrium.
During La Toussaint, it is a traditional activity for the community to come together and paint masks for each individual to wear. The masks are decorated with complex patterns and symbols that are unique to each person. The decoration chosen is usually intended to be recognizable to any beloved ancestors or dead loved ones returning to search for the wearer, but complicated enough to confuse and distract Malefic and hungry undead. Those wearing the masks are often able to escape the notice of attacking undead long enough to flee.
Pumpkins full of cider and desserts to match!
Blooms of horrified purple, disgusted white, and vigilant yellow are most commonly used, though depending on the sort of year it’s been, one might opt for grieving greens or raging oranges.
Some spirits are drawn out only on La Toussaint, when the veil is thin and we celebrate the dead. On this holiday, it is said that strange deer stalk the woods and spread unnatural hunger.
Early Winter- La Plus Longue Nuit, The Longest Night
On this, the darkest and most dangerous night of the year, the community gathers together to ward off creatures of the Night and remind each other that the light will come again.
If a man looks upon Death without fear, he can see then that Death is but a mundane thing, as the thunder or the rain, simply a fact and operation of nature, no more to be feared than the thunder itself. The thunder may evoke fear in a child, without the knowledge of things beyond their sight, and so too may a man act as a child and fear that which is beyond him. Death is then simply the means by which a soul may transcend the stage of events. In death does the soul grow mighty, and wickedness and virtue cease to war. When the soul of a righteous man who obeys the Will of the Lord endures Death, his Virtue washes out all that remains of doubt.
Late Winter- Noblesse Oblige, Nobility Obligates
On this day we commemorate the charity of the nobles past, how they laid foundations for the town, for each family, and still today give rather than hoard.
“When a man fails to see that which is obvious, that all mankind is of a single spirit, that all men are brothers, that horrors of the soul await those who would reject their brothers or believe themselves above. Thus does a man injure himself when he… abuses his duty upon others by making another man serve him without serving him in return…”