Matthew left the square walking through the streets, he had spotted many a great things and even a Levin sword here at the festival. He sighed and pushed on, stopping near the pegasus knights he bowed and managed to even make pleasant conversation with one who had watched his match earlier. Humming he pressed on through the fair wandering now as time went on, he hoped to find someone to share a drink and stories with. Ah stories, if he wasn't a talented strategist he would have no doubt been a bard wandering and plying his trade at inn's. He would probably play he violin tonight at the inn and sing a few songs for the locals maybe even learn a few new ones.

Stopping at a trinket shop he browsed the goods, he was always picking up little mementos of the places he visited for his younger sister back home. Looking them over he saw one, a symbol of the Exalt engraved on a necklace. He purchased it and tucked it in to his bag turning back towards the crowds he looked for a way back to the inn he was staying at.