[CENTER][h1][color=f49ac2]Welcome to the Witchlight Carnival![/color][/h1][/CENTER]

[CENTER][color=82ca9d][h2]The Ticket Booth[/h2][/color][/CENTER]

Morgran let out a sigh as he answers Miss Light, “Ah. It’s fine, Miss Light. Thanks anyways. Besides, it’s not like I’m keeping this thing on after the carnival,” If he had any opinions on Miss Light’s jester attire underneath the cloak, he was not voicing them. But it is clear that he is ready to face the carnival with Miss Light.

The elderly goblin bids the duo as they enter, “We hope you have a delightful time,” as he also hands them the map. 

[CENTER][color=82ca9d][h2]The First Hour Event![/h2][/color][/CENTER]

As the pair enters the carnival, they both notices that the mood is reasonably bright and everyone seems to be looking forward to the carnival. The calliope is piping merrily but subtly to reflect the somewhat good mood that permeates the carnival. 

The both of them soon see a twelve-foot-tall walking tree garlanded in golden ribbons march down the thoroughfare. Emerald clouds swirl above the tree and rain down golden, spinning sycamore seeds. Fairgoers around the party try to catch the seeds before they hit the ground. As the seeds gently fall, a chatty squirrel scampers along the boughs of the tree, handing dandelions to select passersby.

The walking tree calls out to everyone, "Welcome to the Witchlight Carnival! Catch the seeds before they hit the ground, and you'll receive a wondrous token of our gratitude!"

The squirrel scampers to Miss Light’s and Morgran and speaks(!), "Blow the seeds into the air, and make a wish! Go on, go on!"

The squirrel soon scampers away leaving a stunned and surprised Morgran, “Did-Did that squirrel just talk? By my forefathers’ beards!”

[hider=First Hour Event OOC]If you want to catch the seeds, make a DC 10 Dexterity check. If you catch the seed, roll a d8 and I'll PM what the gift is to you. 

If you blow the seeds and make a wish, make sure to DM the wish to me. ^_^[/hider]