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"Ya know ya were speakin' in rhyme, right?"

[color=Red]"Oh, that?"[/color] Miss Light replied. [color=Green]"No, I don't usually notice when I speak in rhyme. That, along with my tendency to strike poses without realizing it, are side effects of Arkerym imbuing me with the performative talents of my father when I made my pact with the Hexblade."[/color]

"Well, I don't reckon we're supposed to just stand here the entire time. What are we supposed to do now? I'll follow yer lead, Miss Light," Morgran said before looking to the map. "What do you suppose is at all these locations on the map?"

[color=Yellow]"Well I think I can hazard a guess as to what we will find in the Feasting Orchard."[/color] Miss Light said while pointing out the location in question on the map. [color=Blue]"I don't know about you, but trail rations have somewhat lost their luster to me. Let us head to the Orchard, grab ourselves a Feast, and figure out our next move from there."[/color] Should Morgran agree with this, Miss Light would begin leading the way to the carnival's main eatery. Though as they passed by the calliope that stood right next to the entrance, Miss Light would pause a moment to enjoy the wistful music it was playing.