For Kilt & Clan
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Mood: A chieftain's hall alive with merriment toasts to health, wealth, and happiness amidst the bonds of blood and blade.
Smells Like: exotic woods, drops of amber resin and spice, enveloped in a warm vanilla musk.
Revelers gather as music sounds across the moors. Children shout and race among the heather as food is carried to long wooden tables. A dance begins. Vibrant flags wave. Every clan wears their colors proudly, preparing to face off with others in friendly competition.
Men toss the caber. The massive pole soars through the air, landing with a heavy thunk and sinking into the damp earth. The crowd cheers. Pipes and drums burst forth in an exuberant melody.
On the other side of the field, archers line up to take aim at targets. Arrows fly through the air. They hit the target with a thwack! A champion crows as his arrow hits dead center. His friends and family rush forward and hoist him upon their shoulders.
Flagons are lifted and toasts made. Bonfires blaze, flames crackling as the festivities continue late into the night. Folk around the fires tell tales of ancestors and mighty heroes of old. Songs are sung and bonds are strengthened under the cold starry skies.