It’s everyone’s favorite time of the year. No, not Christmas, it is the British and Irish Quidditch League cup. Thirteen teams around the isle compete throughout the year to get to the final two spots for all the glory and bragging rights. This year, the match was between Wimbourne Wasps and the Montrose Magpies. It was an intense match the two teams lasting through most of the night. In the end, it was the Wimbourne Wasps that took the victory with 341 points to 98 for the Magpies.
Now, the streets of Diagon are covered in black and yellow as a parade led by the team made its way through the streets. The cobble street is filled with food stalls, drinking games, and festival activities as the Magical community cling to something happy to celebrate through this time of uncertainty.
Everything seems to be going just fine as laughter and playful bickering between team rivals filled the air. That was until people began to feel a strange uneasiness in the air. No one could quite put their finger on why the air suddenly felt so cold and ominous. This was supposed to be a day of celebration and out of nowhere people’s moods began to drop until someone spotted something off in the sky.
In the sky, there was a clear formation of the dark mark that suddenly left many people feeling drained. Was this a warning? A threat? Or was it just an attempt to make themselves known once more. Voldemort had been dead for decades so who was it that was trying to following in his footsteps? Many questions were asked and the celebration was cut short not too long after the dark mark had vanished. What was the ministry to do? People demanded answers and yet, there were none to give.
Welcome to our first event! You have the story, now you can post around it with your characters reactions. The event starts now and lasts until April 4th. Please remember to tag your starters: inomniaevent and inomniaevent001. Have fun guys, and let the dark times roll.
