Anniversary Festivities

**Anniversary Festivities** is a seasonal occurrence, or event, celebrating Dappervolk's anniversary. It is celebrated from June 21st to the 5th of July each year and introduces some seasonal items.

On its first occurrence in 2021, the festivities are tied into the Egg Hatch event.

## Anniversary Items

Below is a list of all the anniversary items.

### Item Alchemy

During the festivities, three seasonal items are available through Item Alchemy in an alchemy chain. What this means is that five of the same item in the chain creates the next. Continuing the chain after the third item will yield a random result.

Paper Party Hats are first in the chain and can be obtained through Random Encounters, Random Item Alchemy, Officiator's Token Exchange and Agnes' Daily Gift.

## The Pearl Gala 2023

During the 3rd Anniversary Festivities, items could be gained through The Pearl Gala Gift Shop, opening one day after the beginning of the event. Pearl Trinkets are used as a currency.

### Event Quest

During the anniversary festivities, a quest chain from the Officiator can be started.

2. You're jostled from head to toe trying to make your way around the Port, you don't remember it being this crowded before. There appear to be faces you recognize here and there, but you're unable to slow down until you reach a clearing between stalls.
3. You look on in wonder as you wander around the Port, what looks like brand new decoration decks out the eaves of stalls. Small pearls and satin ribbons twinkling in the sea breeze. A magpie is eyeing them balefully from a distance, ready to begin its heist.
* *Walk on.*

**First Encounter**
As you stroll around looking at stalls and shops, all decked out in a similar theme of decor - you see a familiar group crowded around a patch of grass. The officiator turns to regard you sternly. Something about him seems different from usual.
* *a) Did you change your hair? (?)*
* *b) You got a new dress!*
	+ He makes a slightly indignant sound and narrows his eyes.
	+ Officiator: This is not a dress.
* *c) Cool duds, mister.*
	+ The Officiator narrows his eyes.
	+ Officiator: Thank you...

Officiator: Are you here to join in on this year's celebrations? We're having a Gala, which I've been put upon to organize. It would be going smoothly if not for the... Helpers.
Pai and Oran beam at you.
Oran: He looks cool huh? We figured the Official Organizer should have some fancy dress for the celebration! Me and Pai look on theme already.
* *What's the Gala about?*

Agnes smiles at you, previously almost hidden by the other taller members of the group.
Agnes: Why last year we had that masquerade, this year the theme is pearls and crystals and we'll be having a lovely banquet and other festivities. It's a bit of a fancy dress potluck, if you will. I've decided that the Officiator should be able to handle the organization of it this year.
Officiator: Unbeknownst to myself until very recently. But no matter, it shall be done in a most successful manner. Do feel free to wander about and join in where you please. You may collect some pearl trinkets as gifts here and there, we organized them as a way to thank everyone for attending. If you'd like to do some shopping, my Gala Gift Shop is available and accepts these trinkets.
* *Thank him and look around.*

**Repeated Introduction**
1. Officiator: Well, how are the results of my labour so far? Entertaining I presume?
2. The Officiator hurries by with arms full of scrolls and supplies, he barely gives you a greeting gesture before turning his attention to a flopping Gala sign next to a stall. You've never seen him so disheveled.
3. Officiator: Excuse my demeanor, I am not one to normally organize such large gatherings of such a varied guest list. Alas, I cannot escape my fate this year.
* *Look around the Gala.*
* *Attend the Banquet.* [Appears after completing the quest 10 times???]

**Wras & First Mate Encounter**
A crowd has gathered on a nearby pier wrapped in opalescent pink ribbons. Blue and green seashells hang from each ribbon and clatter delicately in the breeze. Interest piqued, you wander down the wooden planks and rub elbows with a few of Aviar Cove's elites. This rustles more than a few feathers, but most everyone is fixated on a fish person on a strange ship in the distance. He makes sweeping gestures with a golden cane, occasionally pointing it at the gathered crowd, and is clearly in the middle of some speech. However, he's too far from shore to be heard.
Wras: ...And THAT, land dwellers, is why you owe ME those pearls...
From the snippet you catch this seems to be a robbery. While the distant speech carries on, a young woman moves through the crowd like a breeze. She stops beside you with a hand on her hip and studies you appraisingly.
First Mate: I'm not generally a fan of pirates. That's kind of in my job description as First Mate. But I have to admit this one's a bit funny thinking we can hear him from all the way out there. Must be because sound travels different in water than it does air.
The sails of Wras' ship billow under a strong gust, taking him even further from the shore.
First Mate: I think I can handle this crowd, why don't you take some of my trinkets over to the banquet tent and reserve us a table. We'll catch up in a few.
She waves you on, shouting that she'd like a tomato salad if there's any left, then slips into the crowd with a grin. You trust she'll have no issue dealing with the pirate but there's a strong wind kicking up. Best grab a snack and call it a day.
* *Complete quest.*

**Barclay Encounter**
You wander into a pearly blue tent to the sound of applause. A traveling dance troupe take a bow from their make-shift stage decorated with an array of crystals and gems. You set about finding a familiar face in the crowd and spot Barclay in the back row. He has replaced a few of his golden flowers with white ones and seems well-dressed for the Gala's theme. You briefly wonder what other colors he can make his flowers, but lose the thought when he manifests a tree stump and pats it for you to sit down.
Barclay: Don't worry, they're just getting started. I saw a performance of The Gryphon of Plainslow back at the academy, but it's a completely different tale when professionals are dancing it.
The applause dies down and several of the crystal chandeliers are extinguished to set the next scene. Several dancers twirl across the stage adorned with flowing ribbons and Barclay clenches his hands excited, focusing on the curtain behind them. A dancer in a gryphon costume bursts through the curtains, scattering pink pearls over the crowd with a flap of her illusion wings. Barclay gathers some immediately and whispers to you.
Barclay: Incredible! I bet Mycel's going to be so jealous she decided to stay in her creepy little swamp when I tell her about this. Here take some of these, I got plenty from the prologue and there's going to be even more at the finale.
With a wave of his hand several petals appear from no where and knit themselves into pouches. They're rather cute, and he seems more than pleased to have made them, but his attention quickly shifts back to the show. You pocket the pearls for later, and quickly become engrossed as well.
* *Complete quest.*

**Old Farmhand Encounter**
A shiny trinket on the end of a magician's hat catches your eye through the bustling crowd almost immediately. Several pearl trinkets previously on the counter vanish into his billowing sleeve, winnings from a domino game you just barely missed the conclusion of. He amicably shakes hands with the game master and turns around, bumping into you with a start.
Wait just a second, this is no magician! It's just that Old Farmhand from Louise Hill. The bauble he once convinced you is a weather studying tool had almost seemed magical from afar, but up close you can see it's really just for measuring condensation.
Old Farmhand: Well, well! Aren't you lucky company. Did that young dark elf invite you to his Gala as well? His taste is lovely, but a bit much for a simple farmhand like me.
He reveals his palmful of pearls, now in his other hand, and winks.
Old Farmhand: But a game is a game, and I'll appreciate my winnings. Were you interested in learning to play?
Before you can answer he ushers you to sit at the game with him and you're dealt your tiles. He explains the game in a hushed whisper, and you end the day with a pile of pearls of your own.
* *Complete quest.*

**Cairn & Nigel Encounter**
A large satin tent has been set up adjacent to the Officiator's usual work station. Crystal chandeliers reflect the warm light of a few flames and cast the interior with a gentle orange glow. The young rabbit knight's armour faintly glistens, but his round and jubilant face looks even brighter. He spins on his heels under the largest light fixture and laughs at how the glow changes at different angles. Cairn claps their little hands together at the display, seeming oblivious to the fact that their own metal chassis is doing the same. You tap them on their shoulder to get their attention, and ask what the pair of them are doing here.
Cairn: O-oh! Hello world-hopper. Y-y-you know Nigel, he can never resist a party. I came along to see what sort of uses pearls could have in my work.
Nigel: And because you need to get out of that lab of yours and adventure more. It's good for the body and mind!
Cairn: Yes. T-that, too. Though I admit the humidity near the sea isn't mixing the best with my suit.
The armadillo laughs helplessly at their situation and produces a opalescent handkerchief from their pocket. They use it to dab one of the joints in their mechanical arm dry of the sea breeze. Nigel catches you looking at it.
Nigel: Isn't it pretty? We both got one from the goody bags on the table! I think I saw another with your name on it. I bet I can find it again, follow me!
He hops away and you give chase followed closely by Cairn. When you catch up with him, Nigel gives you a triumphant smile and presents you with the gift.
* *Complete quest.*

**Attend the Banquet**
The crowd that's slowly grown over the past few days almost feels too large for Pedder's Port. You can't imagine how all of these people will manage to fit in the small banquet tents you've taken your recent meals in. You see Old Farmhand's tall hat poking out through a gap in the crowd just as he bends at the waist and vanishes again. Using your wits, you manage to catch up with him again...
...and find him speaking with Cairn and Nigel. You observe for a moment, unsure what the trio could have in common to discuss, and catch snippets of a converation about whether the power of lightning could ever be harnessed.
Nigel: That's nuts, mister! Lightning is way up there and we're way down here, how could anyone even ever reach it? They'd need to be a giant!
Barclay: Or capable of flight. Like Some witches fly using psionic magic.
You all jump a bit from the sudden voice. The witch waves to greet the four of you as though he'd been there all along.
Barclay: That stuffy - er - stoic elf has sent me to gather guests to help find their seating. I already found the young lady you're all sitting with.
First Mate appears behind him and flourishes her hat while taking a deep bow. His party fully gathered, Barclay seems keen to accompany you all to a tent larger than any you've ever seen. The tent requires multiple pillars to hold it up, and each has been decorated with strings of pearls and banners of shiny satin ribbon. Pink candle light reflects from every surface, projected further than it could normally travel by carved crystals. Nigel stamps his foot excited at the sight and locks arms with Cairn. The two run ahead, weaving between servers and tables. From across the tent you see the Officiator scowling at their antics, but he's too caught up with party planners to do anything about it.
First Mate: Well I'm not about to let them have all the fun, especially since it looks like there's a dance floor. I'll catch up with you at our table, I still need to tell you what happened with that pirate.
Just as quickly as the six of you had come together, the party has now been reduced to three. Old Farmhand chuckles to himself at how Barclay side-eyes him as you find your seats.
Barclay: I could swear I know you from somewhere.
Old Farmhand: I happen to get that a lot. It must mean I have a very mundane look to me, a real every-man so to speak. Have you ever been to the market in Louise Hill? I often help Bearnard with his turnip stand.
Their discussion argument becomes so cyclical you have a hard time keeping up with it. Eventually it dies down when your food arrives. Fried egg on a bed of savory tapioca pearls and a chunky cabbage stew mark the first course. The Officiator makes his rounds to ensure everyone is enjoying their meal, commenting on where each ingredient was imported from and the importance of buying local. Farmhand gives this part of his speech a rousing applause. He mentions that it has been an honour to throw a gala for such a distinguished crowd, and is quick to mention how these duties happened to land on him. He doesn't sound as honoured by this as he claims to be.
Officiator: And while I have laboured under greater stress, I have always tended to have a- oh. Well, it seems the next course is already being served. Thank you all for accepting my invitation once again. Please do enjoy.
He adjusts his head bow a bit before finally returning to his seat. You hear an amused chuckle from Agnes across the tent before looking up to see server placing a bowl of sugar crystal flowers and chocolate pearls on the table. Course after course is served, several savoury dishes followed by a stream of various desserts. You settle on bringing extra desserts back for your pets, and another gift bag is packed along with them.
You exit the tent to the vibrant sound of gulls and crickets. It's a cool summer night, and as you make your way home you reflect on the company you have come to keep since arriving in this world. Some which you're already building tight friendships with, and others you've only just met.
The Officiator whisks by, accessories twinkling in the light before slowing and turning to you dramatically.
Officiator: World-hopper, a moment please. I wanted to thank you for attending. Social events like tonight are hardly my forte, but over the years I've come to accept the responsibility and realize that there is more to building a community than administrative labour.
He primly adjusts his satin bow tie, looking a bit awkward without a scroll in hand.
Officiator: Which is to say... I'm glad to have included your name on the invitation list. I hope to see you again next year. Do not hesitate to let me know if you'd be available to help set up a tent.
He gives you an expectant look and you assure him if you're in the neighborhood you'll try to lend a hand. He nods sagely and turns to stroll back to his abode by the docks, straightening decorations on various stalls here and there. A cacophony of cheerful attendees continues throughout the night.
* *Complete quest.*

### Pearl Trinkets

By playing normally on the site and participating in the event in different ways, players can receive event currency called Pearl Trinkets. These can be turned in for items in the event shops.

Pearl Trinkets are account-bound, meaning they cannot be traded. They are removed from player's inventory and storage at the end of the event.

*"A small carved pearl wrapped in pink ribbon tied into a bow. A three-point star rises from the center. Obtainable seasonally during Dappervolk's anniversary celebrations and will disappear from your inventory at the end of the annual event."*

**Obtaining**

* Anniversary Daily Quest: The Pearl Gala
* Daily Quests: Peddler's Port (3 per quest received)
* Random Item Alchemy
* Random Events
* Alchemizing 5 Decorations together (see The Winter Carnival)

## Masquerade 2022

During the 2nd Anniversary Festivities, items could be gained through Agnes' Festive Breeze quest.

### Event Quest

During the anniversary festivities, a quest 7-day chain from Agnes can be started.

* *Keep walking.* (Day 1-7)
* *Attend the Masquerade.* (Day 8)
	+ Unlocked: The Masquerade Night (Seasonal Quest)

**Day 1**
Rounding the corner, you manage to duck just in time as a couple of merchants trundle by holding a rolled up ornate carpet on each end. As you recover your balance, a familiarly imposing voice is heard through the crowd.
Officiator: ...don't see why not..
Agnes: Well, you'll see to it, won't you?
Before you hear more, the Officiator notices you through the crowd and turns his gaze towards you. Agnes turns as well.
Agnes: Oh, hello dear. I do hope you are well, we're planning our annual festivities here at the Port.
* *a) What festivities?*
* *b) What were you talking about?*

Officiator: It is not your concern.
Agnes: Always so secretive, tsk tsk. We were discussing the planning of a masquerade. The Port likes to hold something festive each year around this time, just an age old tradition. You might have noticed some added bustling in the vendor stalls.
Officiator: You must follow the dress code. We've prepared packages of designated apparel.
Agnes: Please just call them gifts. That's what they are, after all. You're free to pick one every day of the masquerade. We'll be celebrating for at least a week. I hope you have fun. We could all do with some celebration every once in a while.
Agnes and the Officiator lead you to a clearing with many half-built decorations and props. Preparations for the masquerade, no doubt. In the center is a large pile of wrapped gifts, with people milling about around it.
Officiator: Well, take your pick. If you come back tomorrow, you can pick something new until you find something you like.

**Day 2+**1. There's a group of grandmothers at the gifts today, hunting for the best ones. They shake each parcel first, then try to feel for the shape of the item inside. Finally, they bring their noses to the packaging and sniff. Only then do they choose the gift they find most worthy.
2. Every time you return to the pile of presents, it somehow seems larger. Is there someone from the Peddler's Port council sneakily replacing the gifts when you're not looking?
3. There's a horde of children surrounding the presents, all shrieking in excitement at maximum volume. You wait for them to be dragged away by their parents before approaching the gifts.

You survey the large colourful pile, trying to take in all of your choices, this time you pick out...
* *a) A peach coloured satchel with golden polka dots.*
	+ After selecting the satchel, you hear some very loud shrieking which draws you to a far corner of Peddler's Port. Someone has set up a very tall and rickety slide. Hurtling down that slide is Lief, her wings tucked in to make her more aerodynamic. Pellier is waiting for her at the bottom.
	+ Pellier: Hello, world-hopper. It's good to see you. We're just about to separate and go explore the masquerade. Would you like to accompany one of us?
	+ Pellier: Just because we're best friends doesn't mean we have to spend every second together. We both go wander on our own, and when we're done we'll meet back here and tell each other all about it!
		- *a) I'll go with Lief.*
			* The first thing Lief has you do is go down that slide. Then you're off to see everything you can. Lief flits around, easily distracted by shiny objects, loud noises and interesting smells. She ends the day having bought several sparkly rocks, an out-of-tune kazoo and pink castanets.
		- *b) Pellier, if you don't mind?*
			* Pellier: I don't mind at all!
			* Pellier has a list of the stalls he'd most like to visit, and he browses through each one with deliberate, meticulous care. The two of you test out a rainbow of ink colors, admire paintings from local artists and sit for a while with a nice cup of tea.
		- *c) I'll walk around on my own, but I'll meet up with you later.*
			* You drift through the festival according to your own preferences, beholden only to your own whims. Afterwards, you find Lief and Pellier back at the slide. Both of them have brought back food, and you share a picnic as you talk about your days.
		- *d) I think I'd rather go explore alone. (?)*
* *b) A shimmering white box with iridescent sparkles.*
	+ After picking out the box, you find a bookseller not far from the mountain of gifts, and settle yourself in for some browsing. Walking down the aisles, you almost trip over Barclay. He's settled down on the floor with a little fortress of books around him.
	+ Barclay: There's always such a feeling of intrigue around the masquerade, isn't there? You could decide to be anyone. Do anything. What do you think of my costume?
		- *a) You look exactly the same as usual.*
			* Barclay: Ugh! You just don't get it at all! Not that I'd expect anything else from someone who looks like such an eyesore... Get out of my sight!
		- *b) Are you dressed as... Sir Astor?*
			* Barclay: Yes! You're the first person to recognize me. I'm so pleased to finally find someone who understands.
		- *c) You're a fashion disaster.*
			* Barclay: Ugh! You just don't get it at all! Not that I'd expect anything else from someone who looks like such an eyesore... Get out of my sight!
		- *d) You look great. (?)*
* *c) A midnight blue parcel gilded with gold flecks.*
	+ Tucking your chosen parcel away, you find yourself wandering around the festival, and see Astra picking out a new telescope lens. He seems a little frazzled, shoulders tensing every time there's a particularly loud noise in the very busy market.
	+ Astra: If I knew that Peddler's Port masquerade was this week, I wouldn't have come. I've never really enjoyed large crowds. I live alone on a mountain for a reason.
		- *a) At least try to have fun.*
			* Astra: Please understand that I've had many, many years to discover what I enjoy and what I don't. When I say I do not like festivals, I mean it.
		- *b) Let's hang out somewhere quiet.*
			* It seems like the festivities stretch on endlessly past the horizon, but eventually you and Astra reach the outer edges of Peddler's Port. You climb a nearby hill that gives you a nice view of the market, and share a quiet moment watching the faraway bustle of the masquerade.
		- *c) It's not that bad.*
			* Astra: Please understand that I've had many, many years to discover what I enjoy and what I don't. When I say I do not like festivals, I mean it.
		- *d) I won't keep you then. (?)*
* *d) A forest green bundle tied off with a yellow ribbon.*
	+ After picking the neatly tied bundle, you find Calbet sulking in a corner, watching the festivities with a sullen sneer.
	+ Calbet: Ugh. Dressing up is so stupid. And uncool! I'm way too old to play pretend or whatever.
		- *a) So what you're saying is you couldn't find a good costume.*
			* Calbet: ...I tried to come up with something, but all my ideas were totally uncool! What would I dress up as, a farmer? A wizard? Gross. That would be so embarrassing. Maybe I'll ask you for some advice next year. What you're wearing now isn't bad, I guess.
		- *b) I don't think I'll ever grow out of dressing up.*
			* Calbet: Good for you, I guess, but I'm totally over it. Wonder if I can find anything actually cool to do around here...
		- *c) I'm sensing a story behind this...*
			* Calbet: Okay, you have to promise not to tell anyone, but... My parents used to make me dress me up as a cabbage whenever we went to the masquerade. Every. Single. Year. I've been wearing the same cabbage costume all my life... but now I'm finally free. I'm never going to look like a stupid vegetable ever again!
		- *d) Shrug and leave him to his thoughts.*
* *e) A pale pink satin pouch embroidered with white roses.*
	+ Tucking the pouch away as you walk, you stumble into Fantasia and Lilia exploring the masquerade together. They're walking closely next to each other, so completely absorbed in their conversation that they barely notice your approach.
	+ Lilia: Oh! Apologies, world-hopper, I didn't see you there. Fantasia and I were just about to head to one of the masquerade dances. It's supposed to be lovely, with garlands of roses, candlelight, a string quartet...
		- *a) Can I come with you?*
			* Lilia: Er... sure?
			* The masquerade ball is beautiful, and when Lilia sweeps Fantasia onto the dance floor, you join them in an awkward three-person waltz. Afterwards, they take a stroll in the rose gardens, and then embark on a moonlit boat ride. You're there too, sitting in between them.
		- *b) Have fun, you two!*
			* Fantasia: Oh, you bet we will.
			* Lilia: We hope you have fun too!
		- *c) Are you two on a date?*
			* Lilia: Oh? I, um... We...
			* Fantasia: ...Is it that obvious?
		- *d) Sounds fun! Maybe I'll see you there.*
			* You attend the masquerade ball by yourself, but you have no shortage of dance partners. There's a man in a peacock mask, an older lady who has you push her wheelchair in circles and an eagle-headed person with a mask that looks human. Even Lilia and Fantasia dance a jig with you.
* *f) A yellow straw basket woven in the shape of a swan.*
	+ After taking your basket in hand, you see that the Peddler's Port council has put together a few official performances for the masquerade. There's a gigantic tank of water right next to the main festival stage, and you see a familiar face inside. Clione's floating in the tank, dancing for passersby.
		- *a) Dance with her.*
			* You catch her attention and do a little shimmy. She lights up and starts to follow your movements, adding her own little flourishes to your choreography. Pretty soon, the other audience members catch on and start copying you as well, the whole crowd moving in sync.
		- *b) Try to have a conversation.*
			* You try to say something, but Clione can't hear you through the glass. She motions to a strange instrument that looks like a funnel on the side of the glass. When you press your ear to it, you hear her bubbly voice.
			* Clione: Hiii! Fancy running into you all the way on the surface! The council really shelled out for the festivities this year. Can you believe they paid to bring me all the way from the ocean? And I made them give a hefty donation to Pyri's clinic.
		- *c) Smash the tank and free Clione!*
			* You grab a rock from the floor, hefting its weight... but before you can do anything, some very burly security guards surround you. Clione calms them down enough that there isn't any trouble, but you're strongly encouraged to go elsewhere.
		- *d) Leave her be. (?)*
* *g) A small black chest unlocked with a silver key.*
	+ When you reach for the black chest, your hand knocks into a small, furry paw. It's Nigel, who seems completely gobsmacked at the coincidence.
	+ Nigel: World-hopper? Is it really you? I suppose it could be someone in disguise... but it's not! It's you! I'm just here to get a souvenir for Visindy. If they can't come to the masquerade, then the masquerade is going to come to them!
		- *a) You should get them something mysterious.*
			* Nigel: That's what I'm at the pile for! Every single one of these gifts is a complete surprise. I've promised that I won't even open them until I can get back to Visindy.
		- *b) You should get them a masquerade mask.*
			* Nigel: What a capital idea! Oh, and then we can have our own little party, up in the mines. Cairn already has a mask, but I wonder if Idra could be persuaded to join in...
		- *c) You should get them some moldy cheese.*
			* Nigel: Really? Visindy can't eat... but if you really think that's what they'd enjoy, I suppose I couldn't go wrong listening to a recommendation from a friend. Perhaps they'll enjoy smelling it!
		- *d) Let Nigel have the parcel, and take another from the pile.*
			* You let Nigel take the small black chest, and reach into the pile of gifts without looking. You find a tiny plaid clutch with a golden clasp. Who knows what lies inside?

**Day 9**1. You wonder if there's any nice foods to partake in, and wander through the masquerade grounds. A small masked child runs into you and pushes a small gift bag into your hands.
2. You stroll along the pebbled path, admiring the sights and sounds. The pile of presents is still there but much depleted by this point. A cheerful masked bird dressed as a jester hands you one of the small remaining boxes.
3. Lights twinkle around a small stage with a quartet of bards playing an oddly poetic melody. A crowd of masked attendees dance in a weaving pattern, locking and unlocking arms.
4. Fireworks blitz into the night sky, exploding into clouds of colourful sparks one after another. A particularly bright on illuminates a cute small parcel at the gift pile, you pocket it.

 Description

You're noticed by certain members of the crowd as soon as you walk in, though with their masks on, it's difficult to tell who they are. The rabbit hops up to you and asks to put his name on your dance card must be Nigel, especially with the way he bounces through the crowd.
Lingering by the buffet table are a fluffy gentleman with a bird mask and a bird with a gentleman mask. They're stuffing the more portable pastries and fruits inside a knapsack for later. Looks like something Lief would do, with Pellier not as reluctant as he seems.
You recognize more and more people you know the more you look. Lilia and Fantasia in matching flower crowns, Calbet stubbornly unmasked in a corner, but there are too many things to do to spend the whole night people-watching.
There are fair games set up along the edge of the party, as well as card games and a very elaborate board game involving painted figurines. The dance floor is alive with activity, each musical act playing their hearts out before joining the crowd to watch the next.
When you're tired, you find a comfortable plush settee at the corner of the room, where the Officiator watches over everything. Once you're rested, though, Barclay calls you over to one of the craft tables, where he's painted his signature golden flowers on a fan.
Astra is conspicuously absent, but the constellations painted on a lantern the next table over are so precise that they must be his work.
You use it to light your way outside, where a group of admirers surrounds Clione, who's lounging in a bathtub.
At this party, it feels like you know everyone and yet no one at all. You're never far from a familiar and friendly voice, but also surrounded by a whirl of strangers, each of them greeting you like you're someone they might recognize.
With your mask on, the night takes on an air of mystery and of potential. You could make a new friend for the night, or show a different side to someone you've known all along.
Your identity could shift with the wind, or you could decide to hold strong to who you've always been. In this city of never-ending motion, this masquerade of infinite possibilities, you could do anything you want. The night, and the world, is yours to enjoy.

## Egg Hatch 2021

During 2021, certain anniversary items can only be obtained through participating in the Egg Hatch event or the Officiator's Party Order quest.

 Pastel Party Hat | From the event quest "The Party Order"

### Event Quest

During the anniversary festivities, a message from the Officiator will be posted in the status feed:

"*Greetings, I trust you have been conducting yourself with grace. Please arrange for a visit to my office in Peddler's Port at your earliest convenience, thank you."*

Officiator: I see you've made your way here. Well, are you curious?
* a) *About what?*
* b) *I'm very curious.*

Officiator: A missive arrived for me the other day, something about an official party order. Very high level, I'm afraid I can't elaborate. However, I was asked to give you this.

The Officiator presents you with a folded up party hat, then pauses for a moment before gingerly unfolding it for you. A badge of some sort drops out of the hat into your hand as well, it's shaped like a cake with a rose on it. On the back of it is inscribed, "Many felicitations, congratulations for one year." You exchange looks as he awkwardly gives you both items before turning away with a flourish.

I trust you'll see yourself out, as you undoubtedly know your way around here!