#solar caravan

[asktheweaver]

Introducing Syrilium, or Syri for short. His formal title is the Weaver

Syrilium is a mysterious entity of dreams, who has only recently awoken from an eternal slumber, and is now traveling the worlds. He has joined the caravan to find fulfillment, and new places to explore, new people to meet, to create more artful dreams.

He can weave tapestries of dreams, and can, with permission, weave your most precious dreams to keep for a small fee. He is shy at first, well spoken and poetically romantic. He is gentle and creative, and adores sweets and most foods. And most of all, he likes to dream. He’ll never miss going to bed on time, if he can help it. (and once hes asleep hes out for good)

Syri is about 7′5″

He travels on foot, (or hoof) and can use magic to travel large distances, but if you offer him a ride on your wagon he will often oblige.

He has a Dream elf form as well, and he uses it to better fit in places built for smaller people, though hes more comfortable in this form here.

He dislikes bitter tastes, bad smells, and cruelness.

His age is uncertain, though he has been around for a very long time.

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art (c) @endlessshower

[solarcaravan]

Solar Caravan 2021- Intro + Introductions

Hello and welcome to Solar Caravan 2021. This year we are going to be doing it a little differently. Once a week I will release a prompt for the caravan to respond too. These prompts are to help us build a world together, and explore our characters. You can respond with any medium you prefer; art, writing, dance, song, crafts, or math if you can get that to work. Really whatever is comfortable. There will be a week between each prompt, but if it takes you longer to make your responses that is absolutely okay. You could join and respond whenever you want. Your character can truly be Anything. My only request is that you keep public works PG-13 and that your Character will find happiness. People go through tragedy, but at least here everyone can get the love and respect they deserve. Don’t be afraid to add to the world either! This is a flexible dream like place, a lot can exist within it. You can look to the previous years of the Solar Caravan or @lunarcaravan​ to get an idea of what we tend to go for. But I am always welcome to new ideas, and new mediums. 

Last Solar Caravan was led by my character named Argo. He is a shy magic user who spent most of his time in the Machine which leads the Caravan, or walking about trying not to draw attention to himself. In the Lore, the reason Argo started the Caravan was to “find someone” but that is all anyone really knew. The first Solar Caravan stopped when Argo was close to the end of his quest.

Now the Caravan has returned, and this time Argo is not alone. Nor is he the one leading. Instead you are greeted by an enthusiastic soul with long green hair and bright red eyes. 

First Impression

Within the Caravan you are going to meet a lot of people. So here is a chance to introduce your character(s) to the Caravan. What do you think is important that people know about your character, and what would your character want to be known? If you are one for art this would be a good time to draw their appearance. If you do not do that sort of thing, you could always create a mood board (so long you properly credit where the photos come from).

Now time to meet Argo’s lover, Ven. Ven is a beautiful humanoid that radiates magical energy. Greets his friends with a kiss on the cheek, and seems to be in love with a lot of folk. Ven’s fashion goes from flowing skirts and robes, to skin tight crop tops. At the dinner fires Ven will dance till he’s too tired to move. It is said Ven is as magical as his love, but it is a very different kind of magic. While Argo makes complex spells and intricate sigils to get Just the right spell. Ven’s magic is an extension of himself, and isn’t used much in day to day life. Other than the fact Ven is more static-y than others.   

Full Name: Ven Ali [Redacted]

Age: Considers himself a young adult, but most likely won't physically age again for another hundred years. 

Stars of Birth: The constellation of the traveling King was in the northern skies when he was born. It tells the tale of a king who abandoned his position to personally meet all of the people within his kingdom. The King died in the comfort of a stranger's home, and left a portion of all his wealth to each person he met. 

Element: Stuck between Air and Earth, thus storms. 

(Art by me @tothesolarium)

[pomsdoodlefort]

Royal Owl Mount Zuri

Once Vinnie became comfortable with Nissa’s giant owl he got very interested in her harness and fancy get up. He loved the colour combinations and the way it sounds when she moved but something had bothered him slightly.

The bridle. Owls have long necks and one of their prime advantages is their ability to swivel their heads. While the bridle didn’t completely take away Zuri’s ability to do so, her movement would be restricted by the bridle. Depending on how her rider held the reigns Vinnie could see the bridle design getting in the way of Zuri being able to take in her full surroundings.

So, he decided to fix that himself.

He spent a few weeks gathering the necessary supplies to dye rope the same deep royal blue as the rest of the accents. He spent a couple more searching and trading with others to get a shiny gold piece to match the gold accents on the harness. Despite his efforts Vinnie never could scavenge enough for the handlebars at the back, but he hoped the pop of silver wouldn’t be too distracting.

“This should help Zuri be more comfortable, yes, yes.” Vinnie nodded to himself as he looked over his work. A pang of self conscious dread washed over him briefly and he hoped that Nissa didn’t mind his suggestions to modify the royal mount’s tack.

@graduatedpillowmonster @solarcaravan

[ravenbara]

1st Photo by fotografierende on Unsplash

2nd  Photo by Elena Mozhvilo on Unsplash

3rd  Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

One morning a creature full of static who constantly seems to have issues staying on this plane appears. Shrouded in handmade, handstitched pieces of fabric.  Pouches, bags, and bottles hang off the figure with a large picnic basket strapped to their back and their limbs carry even more baskets and hanging bags.  Herbs, plants, mushrooms and all sorts of odd bits of string can be seen poking out of the containers with the bottles each full of a different colored liquid.

The figure approaches the caravan and speaks in multiple voices at once.  

“Hello, I am one of a cunning folk.  I don’t know if you’ve seen one like me before.”

Their hands fidget, a constant blur.  And as the cunning folk bowed deeply in greeting their hands dash through pouches and baskets and blur in motion with something green as they speak.

“I hope you will accept my creations.  I can fix up anything you have that needs improving, I can create clothing and warmth for those who need it, and heal the ills of any who have them..... as well as intoxicate those who have worries that need scattering.”  A warm smile settled onto their hooded face and their eyes brightened..  Not any particular color of eyes, but ever shifting, Two eyes, most of the time.

“I am not sure how old I am, I have existed as long as the urge to create has existed.  I am of this earth but also of the aether.  I have a hard time staying on this plane....so if I get turn to static just bring me something you’ve made my hand to fawn over and I’ll come back. Thank you for accepting me into your caravan!

“you see for me, it is love to create for someone else. To craft objects for others is love for community, love for other, love for another individual.  I can keep others warm with love, keep them from falling ill with love, keep them fed and clothed with love, love that comes from my hands moving, repeating well known patterns and giving of those skills is how I know how to be a member of any group.  Love is caring for another with whatever you know how to do.

“Do you mind if I stay with you? I’d so much like to put my skills to use in caring for others.” Their hands present a finished object to you.  A vine and flower crown, perfectly sized for your head rests upon ever shifting palms, though the crown stays still.  “Here. for you!”

@solarcaravan

[pom-seedss]

@solarcaravan​ Vinnie says Love Is....

Love is everything soft and warm. A pat on the shoulder from a warm hand in winter, a gentle scritch from a trusted friend, head pressing with a family pet, or even the sun filtered through the leaves..

When the world is cold and hard, love is what sustains you.

Even when you are all alone, the love of all who have loved you remains. Everything you were taught, every time you laughed, every secret you shared, every fleeting moment you spent with them becomes a part of you.

Love is the accumulation of everything and knowing that we are all one. Like the sleeping pile back home, we are all bundled together against the dark and the cold so each of us can be comfortable and warm. 

We sustain each other and love sustains us all.

[pomsdoodlefort]

Caravan Vinnie

“How can Vinnie help you, yes?”

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Personal History:

Vinnie is the youngest of a very large family who lives on the edge of a peaceful woodland. 

For most of his childhood Vinnie was a tag-along with his older siblings and never really had friends of his own beyond the family. He was loved and their home was happy, but being the youngest he still felt unappreciated and unseen sometimes. It didn’t help that normally only young kits have spotted patches on their fur, but it seems Vinnie never grew out of his.

Vinnie’s always been a tinkerer, having had many hand-me-down toys and devices he picked up a knack for making things. They were never... pretty exactly, and they were all very obviously cobbled together from disparate parts, but they were functional. As he grew older his passion for collecting broken parts and tinkering mixed with a sense of wanderlust. Vinnie joined the Caravan as it passed his home, with tearful goodbyes and a basket full of baked goods Vinnie set out to create his scrap shop from whatever is left behind as the Caravan moves.

[solarcaravan]

Caravan Valentines💛

So Valentine’s Day is coming up, and I wanna do something special with you all. I also want to say I love you! I’m really grateful to all the folk who have joined the Caravan, or just enjoy seeing its contents. This project brings me a lot of joy, and I really want you all to be living your safest most love filled lives. While I can’t make that true in real life. I can in fiction! So thank you, and I truly do love you.

For Valentine’s Day I have some ideas of how we can celebrate!

Draw your idea(s) of Love - so If you’ve seen my art before. You might seen my Energy paintings. Where I make abstract pieces to express an emotion. A lot of my work actually are paintings of my ideas on love. Love is always expanding so I’ll never be able to pin it down. Love is also unique to each person, and so I would really love to see what you would make! It could be abstract, illustrative, conceptual, or just a doodle! Whatever it is I would love to see.

Write whatever comes to your mind after your choice of phrase. “Love is ____” “love needs____” “Love wants____”

Send some love too people through their ask box! These could be notes written in character, or from creator to creator. I think we all love getting asks, but the best way to start that up is if we ask people questions ourselves first.

Either way! I hope you all have a wonderful week and a love filled Valentine’s Day💛

[pomsdoodlefort]

Transportation- Vinnie’s Junk Bugs Concept Sketch

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Vinnie travels along with the Caravan at first on foot and eventually making his own roaming machines. At first it is only one pod with eight legs powered by the Spirit Urn he was generously given upon arrival to the caravan. The urn acts as an incinerator for any non-useable junk left behind by the caravan. When stopped the bug pod splays it legs out and opens the back shell revealing a well polished, if crammed full, shop.

When he gets enough scrap, Vinnie will build a second pod. They are supposed to all be the same, but knowing that scrap is always shifting he ends up making due with different pods attached together. Some with legs, some with wheels, some little more than floating crates attached to the back end.

He happily lets anyone hitch a ride with him, but he also offers his services for custom roamers for anyone who wants independence while traveling along with the Caravan.