Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20150101014436/@comment-7637833-20150124061022

"Of course." Marco took her hand again, this time without hesitation, and began to travel with her towards the Festival.

Marco looked on at the festival before him.

It was quite a sight: there many attractions and shops, with various people dressed in black clothing and wearing raven-like cowls on their heads milling about. There were various places of note - a gamestand with various stuffed animal prizes, a reserved area with presumably a priest conducting a sermon, a hedgehog advertising his special recipe of "feta-stuffed croissants", and many more attractions. In addition, various decorations styled after ravens could be spotted, and there were various flowers around the cobblestone pathways.

"Pretty neat, eh?" the grison said to Sage. "We do stuff like this every two years. Been that way since... ever. It's really fun, and you can learn a lot about one's ancestors with all the books, sermons, and other things here. A paradise for someone like me, hehe."