A festival! Such a wonderful time for any person. Everyone can enjoy a festival, with it's mass of people, looking to enjoy a bit of entertainment, multiple vendors, planning to show their best wares to customers, the games that promise fun, music that is enjoyable to the point where the musicians themselves start dancing to it. Yes, a featival is a wonderful time. Especially for Freya Yates. She would have a chance to see if the city of Nele had anything interesting to look at. Preferably items and objects of mysterious or strange design. She would still have to be careful, for she knew all too well that festivals are also events where thieves and swindlers come out to play. She would have to be careful in her inspections of items, and hold tight to the most important possession she had on her.

Even as the city prepared for the Festival of Cotopa, Freya recieved looks from other people. Some were confused, some were scared, some were uncomfortable, and a handful were even angry, but what would you expect when a person wanders about, wearing a monstrous helmet and odd clothes? Freya ignored them. She grew too accustomed to those looks not to. She did, however, wonder if people would even let her wander around during this festival? She would have to wait to find out. As Freya walked about her way, the clanking and metallic crunching sound of the armor in the large, blue cloth of a sack that she carried over her shoulder could be heard.