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Winterfest Wassailing, Caroling, and Celebration in Song
« on: November 30, 2011, 09:22:09 PM »
[size=18]Wassail! Wassail, all over the town!
Our toast it is white and our ale it is brown;
Our bowl it is made of the white maple tree;
With the wassailling bowl, we'll drink to thee!
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The tradition of carols and similar holiday songs has been around in most cultures since time immemorial, and Winterfest would have singing in droves.  Ebon was going to make certain of that!  He knew Risa had arranged for small groups of carolers to be spread through the Glen during the festivities, but a thought had struck him.

"Why limit the songs to the Glen during Winterfest?  Why not spread it across the entire city?"  

So he began to coordinate between his own fosterlings at Stardreamer Manor and the other orphanages and foster homes across town.  It was time to bring the practice of wassailing to Rhy'din...



[size=9]((If you'd like to depict your characters enjoying a treat of holiday song, feel free to post here!  It can be in the Glen, or the Marketplace, in shops or apartment lobbies or even private homes if you want!))[/size]

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Re: Winterfest Wassailing, Caroling, and Celebration in Song
« Reply #1 on: December 17, 2011, 08:46:55 PM »
As the late afternoon drew on towards evening, a number of children--from eight to eighteen--and adults gathered in the Marketplace, humming and bundling up against the cold.  Ebon grinned as he approached, seeing the wassailing chorus assembled and ready.  "Are you excited?" he asked his son, Doran, standing beside him, and the boy nodded back.  "Then let's give them a bit of seasonal cheer, shall we?"

Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Tis the season to be jolly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Don we now our gay apparel,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la.
Troll the ancient Yuletide carol,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.


As the chorus began to move through the Marketplace, shoppers and vendors, those passing by and those standing about, all looked up at the sudden outburst of song.

See the blazing Yule before us,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Strike the harp and join the chorus.
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Follow me in merry measure,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
While I tell of Yule tide treasure,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.


Smiles spread through the booths, stalls, and shops as the spirit of the season began to flow across the Marketplace.  Patrons at beverage stalls raised their mugs in a toast, merchants shrugged and gave little discounts here and there, and even a few would-be muggers decided to let it go for the night.  

Fast away the old year passes,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Sing we joyous, all together,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Heedless of the wind and weather,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.


The choral procession--joined by a few extra voices who had no other plans for the evening--left the Marketplace and headed south down the main road towards the river bridge before turning west and then back north.  Their songs changed as they went along, not sticking to any particular style.  Some were ancient, others modern; some celebrated Yule, others Christmas and still others simply spoke of the winter season itself.

Now and then the procession would stop at a welcoming shop or home, to come in out of the cold and sing blessings to their hosts.  This was the spirit of wassailing, and in thanks for their good wishes, the singers were offered hot cider or cakes.  The latter were particularly enjoyed by the younger members of the chorus.

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« Reply #2 on: December 17, 2011, 09:19:14 PM »
Kruger heard the carols coming from outside, and opened the double doors of the forge in invitation.  The smiles of the children brought gladness to his heart.  He had little to offer them beyond the heat of his shop, but he gave it gladly to Ebon and the singers.

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Re: Winterfest Wassailing, Caroling, and Celebration in Song
« Reply #3 on: December 17, 2011, 09:23:18 PM »
Singing drifted into the Bon Bon Boutique from the street outside, a chorus of voices drawing closer, until a band of singers came into view through the windows.  They paused outside to finish their song, and then one of them opened the door, a young boy of ten years (almost eleven).  

"Hi Katt!"  Doran led the rush inside, followed by Ebon and the rest, mostly children and teens but some adults as well.  "Can we sing for you and your customers?"

When that got a nod, the chorus lined up against the wall and windows opposite the counter, spreading out enough to leave room for patrons to pass by.  Ebon stepped forward.  "Thank you.  We'd like to start with a tune from Earth... by the lyrics, it's a Christmas tune, but even for those who don't celebrate that holiday, it's a joyous celebration of the season."  Then he stepped back into the group and nodded to Doran, who took a deep breath and began singing in a treble voice.

Hark how the bells,
sweet silver bells,
all seem to say,
throw cares away


The other young children and women joined him in the main song, while the men and older boys began vocalizing the sound of bells in harmony.

Christmas is here,  (ding)
bringing good cheer, (dong)
to young and old, (ding)
meek and the bold. (dong)

Ding dong ding dong (ding)
that is their song (dong)
with joyful ring (ding)
all caroling. (dong)


Now the full choir took up the song, adults and children alike.

One seems to hear
words of good cheer
from everywhere
filling the air.

Oh how they pound,
raising the sound,
o'er hill and dale,
telling their tale.

Gaily they ring
while people sing
songs of good cheer,
Christmas is here.

Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas,
Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas.

On on they send,
on without end,
their joyful tone
to every home.


Then it dropped back to just the higher voices for the last few notes...

Ding... dong ding... dong

...and a final basso Dong! to finish it.

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Re: Winterfest Wassailing, Caroling, and Celebration in Song
« Reply #4 on: December 17, 2011, 09:52:47 PM »
The Marketplace and its surroundings had been invaded... by joyful singers young and old who made their way through the streets, regaling everyone they passed with seasonal tunes and spreading good cheer.  In time, the troupe reached Plaza De Troyes, giving full voice to a wassailing carol as they approached and entered the lobby.

Wassail! wassail! all over the town,
Our toast it is white and our ale it is brown;
Our bowl it is made of the white maple tree;
With the wassailing bowl, we'll drink to thee.

Here's to our horse, and to his right ear,
God send our master a happy new year:
A happy new year as e'er he did see,
With my wassailing bowl I drink to thee.

So here is to Cherry and to his right cheek
Pray God send our master a good piece of beef
And a good piece of beef that may we all see
With the wassailing bowl, we'll drink to thee.

And here is to Dobbin and to his right eye,
Pray God send our mistress a good Christmas pie,
And a good Christmas pie that we may all see;
With our wassailing bowl we'll drink to thee.


The next verse was taken up solely by the men in the chorus.

Come butler, come fill us a bowl of the best
Then we hope that your soul in heaven may rest
But if you do draw us a bowl of the small
Then down shall go butler, bowl and all.


Similarly, the women and girls in the group sang the following verses.

Then here's to the maid in the lily white smock
Who tripped to the door and slipped back the lock.
Who tripped to the door and pulled back the pin
For to let these jolly wassailers in.


Finally the entire troupe returned for a repeat of the first verse to end the carol.

Wassail! wassail! all over the town,
Our toast it is white and our ale it is brown;
Our bowl it is made of the white maple tree;
With the wassailing bowl, we'll drink to thee!


Heading the group, Ebon Ilnaren stepped forward and raised both hands, then led them in a bow.  "Thank you," he said to those in the Plaza who had come out to listen.  "Happy Winterfest to you all!"


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Re: Winterfest Wassailing, Caroling, and Celebration in Song
« Reply #5 on: December 17, 2011, 10:11:52 PM »
The winter sun had already set and lamps lit the Rhy'Din streets as the band of carolers approached the end of their tour.  They had long since left the Market district and entered Dragon's Gate, moving from block to block and regaling the homes and shops with winter holiday songs of all types.  Now Ebon led them towards their last stop, the Heart Notes Parfumerie belonging to one of his dearest friends.

They approached the shop and assembled along the sidewalk outside, and then the mixed choir of women and men, girls and boys began to sing.

Here we come a-wassailing among the leaves so green;
Here we come a-wandering, so fair to be seen.

Love and joy come to you, and to you our wassail, too.
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year

We are not daily beggars that beg from door to door;
But we are neighbours' children whom you have seen before.

Love and joy come to you, and to you our wassail, too.
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year

We have a little purse made of ratching leather skin;
We want a little sixpence to line it well within.

Love and joy come to you, and to you our wassail, too.
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year

God bless the mistress of this house, likewise the master, too;
And all the little children that round the table go.

Love and joy come to you, and to you our wassail, too.
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year


"Joyous Winterfest to one and all!"  


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