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Caroline watches the two parade-like gatherings. They seem to be headed towards different places. "Looks like we can only follow one, eh Ro? I willnae have ye goin' off by yourself." She looks for a familiar face--perhaps someone from their caravan. Squinting, she recognizes a familiar face--though it's not one from her gypsy family. "You recognize anyone, Ro?" she asks. She's met with a head-shake. Nope.
A smell drifts toward them, sweet and perfect. "Let's follow this one," says Caroline, moving toward the collection of priests and priestesses.

Baptiste is...rather startled by the rather formal-looking collection of people. Eventually he chooses to follow Tamlin rather than find himself lost in the crowd. "I'll stay with you," he says to her once he catches up. "Perhaps if you find yourself with an attentive crowd I'll provide some music; perhaps even sing." He winks softly and smiles.

All Savior's Day...how interesting a thought. DeArca watched several people head towards the Great Gardens in the distance. What would happen there? Asking such a question could not be answered until he found out so with a tug on Marko's rope, his mule pulled his wagon along.

"This could be fun! I've always wanted to see a parade" He said, noticing that the crowd was mostly women which caused him to stop in his tracks. "Oh, it looks like this is a place for women though? Maybe I shouldn't go?" He asked himself, lost in a tough decision.

Ash was more excited than ever as the brown mouse squeaked, running back and forth on Marko's back. White, brown, black, white, red, green, white, white...lots of white. This was no doubt a rainbow of colors that increased his curiosity. He jumped off Marko's back and began to run towards the direction of the gardens.

"Hey! No, Ash!" DeArca scooped up the little mouse and smiled. "We can't just run off...come on" He asked, turning, only to dodge a passerby with a quick reflex. "I'm sorry about that, miss" he said, turning to her. For a moment, his face was in total shock when he saw the girl's face only for a glimpse. It just looked....so familiar. "Was that?" He asked, watching the girl get smaller in the distance. "It couldn't be....I-Illyana?" He asked and watched her disappear. "Illyana!!!" he called, grabbing Marko's rope. "Come on, boy. We have to go!!" He asked, choosing to go to the All Savior's Day Parade, feeling a bit of hope that his childhood friend was now here. His Tellbook was right!

"Of course ye can join us, Silver," says Caroline. That's good--a genuinely familiar face. "Just wonderin' what all the ruckus is about."

Rojiza jumps and turns around. She smiles and begins to chase after her friend when she hears her name again. Confused, she whirls around to see Khevashi. She shakes her head to clear it--all this noise is bothersome. She turns back to Aisrhan and shrugs lightly.

"Sorry for startling you." She smiled softly at Lor and looked down at Vanna. Amkia in her arms also saw Vanna and then tried to mimic her and her sleeping which made Heather chuckle.

"I don't know anything about these parades, Kala chose which one to follow and I am slightly worried that a leopard will draw too much attention, but for once she is behaving." Heather sighed and held Amkia closer to her chest.

Heather listened and started to worry herself, untieing one of pieces of material she had around her waist and covering Amkia with it. "I didn't think Amkia would get too much attention but then again, he is basicaly an angel." She sighed.

Kala was getting anxious as she walked onwards. Looking up at Heather and Lor every now and then. Heather placed one hand on the leopards head and looked around.

"If someone asked you about this festival, did they tell you anything at all? I know nothing, Kala saw something and I really have no idea what we are doing or following." She scratched at Kalas head as they moved, watching for anything suspicious. Lor had made her feel a little uneasy about being here.

"Aye," says Caroline, "We shall."
Rojiza takes Aisrhan's hand, then holds the other one out for her mother.

"Only that it revolves around white magic, and that we should be cautious... but apparently it's a very beautiful ceremony. Lots of small white lights.

"At least, I think that's what she said. I didn't really know her language all that well. But it's to choose a new leader, I think, for the South."

((Gwynna and Nusa will be going to the Choosing.))