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Amelia leaned against a short stone wall that lined the winding cobblestone path, looking up to the platform where their leader spoke. She looked so young, it was almost unbelievable to think that she was the one who ran the place, but then again, almost everything about her was unassuming. Who knew such a giggly, cheerful girl could be a seriously powerful Sage?

She adjusted one of her gloves, eyes going down as her spear clattered to the ground. She had arrived here after the end of her duties for the day as part of the Watch right as the festivities arrived... good timing on her part, but it did mean arriving to a party armored up and still with her weapon. Amelia hadn't even bothered to take off her armor yet, though since it was her own, she wouldn't have to return to headquarters, at least...

Amelia joined in with the applause once Nino had finished speaking, waiting for them to finish before kneeling down and picking up her spear. She held it in both hands, hoping not to look imposing before following the flow of people into the festival grounds. "First things first... food," Amelia murmured, stomach growling angrily at her. Her own stupid fault for napping during her lunch break...

Leon was beside Amelia, thrilled to see a new recruit of the Watch. Long story short, he followed Steely Dan and the others there from the Guard. He was comfortable with the little group he had going on... he didn't want to leave them. Being familiar with someone made it far easier to be loyal... as they knew one's expectations and ambitions.

But his mind drifted from his recent relocation to the new recruit not too far from him. A General in fighting ranks... very powerful. "So... yer enjoyin' yerself? I'm glad." He was honestly glad to have a holiday... a real holiday. Any 'celebrations' like the one at spring were bound to get him injured again, and being laid up wasn't fun. He couldn't train to be Captain while laying in a hospital bed, and most of all... no time with Anri! D:<

Sue had just rode in on Andre, putting up her materials for bow-making that day. She wanted to listen to her leader's speech, and also celebrate the great three years that Eyris had come to live and enjoy. She was proud to be a member of the city. She was grateful for all the friends she made... for they were like her family. One of her family WAS returning here for this, surely. "Father, you're coming back this time, right? So much has happened... I know you'll return before anything else happens to us... won't you?"

A party! Food and games and decorations and bright lights strung all over that, well, actually they hurt her eyes some, but hey, this was a party! It was time to celebrate! Besides, she had Aidan right there next to her, so it would be easy to keep up with everyone else.

Wait, where did he go?

"This crowd is too big!" Blossom cried out in frustration right as the crowd applauded and cheered. The little girl pushed her way through, easily able to part through the larger festival-goers. It helped when you had a large sword (bandage-wrapped, yes, but still) strapped onto your back. It was just such a habit to not do it. Besides, it was easier to get through people when she had it, being so tiny.

Finally, there was Aidan, saying something that Blossom couldn't make out. "Aidan!" she called out, waving one hand energetically. She didn't wait much longer, just ran right up to him and took one of his hands in her smaller one. "Why are you still standing here? There's too much to do to be staring at nothing! C'mon!" With that, she marched right on, scarf whipping around her, whether or not Aidan wanted to be dragged along with her.

Victoria too had pushed through the crowd to get a good earful of Nino and the crew's speeches. She wasn't here as long as this city was established, but she felt connected here through her acquaintances. Father Renault, Arashe, Tristai... all of them meant so much to her, and gave her a reason not to wander anymore. That truly was special. And what a fine day it was, now that she finally finished healing the wounded soldiers from the springtime conflict. "Ah, what a beautiful day." she smiled. "Clear, sunny... not to hot..."

Oujay was standing in the back of the crowd with his eyes closed. He sighed and opened them back up as the wind blew past his face, pushing he hair towards the side. His eyes averted towards the platform, where a girl stood. "So she's in charge of this huh," he thought as the girl began her speech to the crowd. She looked young to be in charge, in his mind, but what did he know. After All, it was a young boy who had led the Lycian Army to its Victory back in his world.

The Crowd cheered as she cut the ribbons of the new year. Oujay clapped along with the crowd as they cheered. "So, this place is now three years old," he whispered to himself as people rushed in to have fun. Oujay was still standing in his spot as most of the crowd was now inside. He looked back up in the sky for a few seconds and looked back forward at festival. He lifted up his left foot and took a step forward. He walked casually towards the festival, unlike all the people who rushed in. Hopefully, no one got ran over by the rushing mob towards the festival, that would've probably hurt a lot too.

Oujay has only been here for a while, but he was getting used to it now, he wasn't as shy as before to the people at FEFGA too. Oujay shook his head a bit as he walked onto t festival grounds. "Alright, today, is time to have some fun for once," he thought to himself as he looked around to see what he could do for fun.

Amelia grinned and sat down on the stone wall nearby, letting her spear rest next to her leg as she dug into her food. As voracious as her appetite was, she at least took care to keep her face clean. Even a warrior woman could have table manners (without the actual table). "Why do you think I bought 'em?" she questioned after swallowing down one of the onions.

She looked back over to the brown-haired man as he spoke back up. "Well... I've just always been stubborn in wanting to keep people safe. The people I care about. You know?" Amelia looked at her hands, then put one gently against her collarbone. She only held it there for a second; then it was at her leg, smoothing down the white fabric of her skirt. "And being part of the Watch... I do my part for the city, and I have all the more reason to protect hi-- them."

Blossom laughed as Aidan's words cut off. He was always jumpish, wasn't he? She turned her head to look back at him, narrowly avoiding a collision with a hawk woman that gave her a rather skeptical look. "Carnival games!" She chirped, looking back ahead. "One of those games where you throw rings at bottles. I like those."

She shifted just a little, wrapping her arms around his arm instead of holding onto his hand. Much better, and less room for them to block people's paths this way. "What about you?" she asked, keeping her eyes ahead. She had nearly ran into someone the last time she walked forward while looking back, no need to repeat that.

"We all got our reasons, I s'pose." Leon said in his thick accent he'd developed after seven years of living with Dan and the others of his respective Division. As always, they were another separate group in the Watch. They'd always been together... nothing would change that, right? While those thoughts ran through, he was busy writing something down in a small report file he always carried with him.

Activity: Normal, peaceful, nothing to cause alarm.

He'd find himself writing these reports of the populace down, records of recruits, performance tracking, and other such activities involving record keeping. Leon was probably Eyris's most meticulous of bookkeepers.

He went silent a long while writing... and found it awkward, but spoke again. "Well, I'm glad I got someone determined as me as a 'nother recruit. We need soldiers with their heart in it. Otherwise, they ain't takin' it seriously. Y'know, I was glad I helped Lord Rhys find his ring for ya. People like 'im are why this town's worth fightin' for. I'm sure he's gonna make ya a happy wife."

Sue recognized Amelia and Leon... the latter from her ordeals with Eyris's bandits, and the former from well... a bunch of past events. Two familiar faces, finally. She greeted them with a subtle wave before just muttering the only word a quiet nomad knew how to say as a salutation. "Hello..."

"If it ain't Lord Rhys's trusty nomad trooper!" Leon grinned. "That vendor's got skewers. Go get one an' sit down!"