As the party walked along, Ceria found herself pressed shoulder to shoulder with not only her companions at times, but also random people in the crowd.  A boisterous dwarf nearly whacked her in the face when he raised his mug high;  the frothy liquid in it splashing a few drops on her light leather armor.  Thankfully the material made most of the liquid roll right off, but a bit of it trickled down her bosom creating a most unpleasant sensation.  She distracted herself by listening to the extremely cheesy [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?list=PL6045C7419CFDDA5A&v=NonQZWWe1y8]musical accompaniment[/url] that issued from the parade.  [i]Pfft...they call themselves soldiers....[/i] she thought with disdain. 

Having reached the forefront of the onlooking crowd near the parade, Ceria spied archers shooting what appeared to be blunted arrows with pamphlets into the crowd.  The arrows didn't appear to be moving that fast, so the elf reached upward as if she were stretching languidly, and caught an arrow by the middle of the shaft neatly.  Bringing the arrow down to eye level in one fluid motion, she noticed the flier.  Realizing Arthera had quietly spoken to her, she looked over at her companion, arrow in hand, hood tilted back a wee bit from her catch. [color=39b54a] "Yeah,"[/color] she replied simply.  [color=39b54a]"I've never been to a parade, but if it's anything like a carnival, it's just as noisy."[/color]  She switched the arrow between hands, brushing her now empty right hand off on her pants and wincing as a splinter dug further into her palm.  [i]I just love shoddy fletching....[/i] she thought, bemused.  This town most certainly would not garner her business, at least in arrows.  

It was indeed noisy. The sounds and smells of so many people celebrating with wild abandon was starting to overload the poor elf's senses.  Ceria spied a figure in the parade that must be the general dismounting his horse and entering a nearby building, a very cheerful-looking gnome on his heels.  [color=39b54a]"You s'pose now is as good a time as any to get his attention?"[/color] Ceria murmured in Arthera's direction, idly wondering if she had said that loud enough to be heard over the tumultuous masses.  


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