Freya browsed the stalls, looking for something to catch her eye. Sadly, no such luck was available to her. Most items being sold were either mass produced, or undeniably fake. How disappointing. The happy, uplifting music and the cheerful voices of people arround her would have lessened her disappointment, if it wasn't for the fact that many people were avoiding her. It was understandable. People probably didn't want to celebrate a festival next to a person wearing armor that made them look like monster. Still, it would have helped.

Freya sat down near a tree, foldong her legs into a crosslegged position, and placing her sack of armor down next to her. She might as well observe the joy everyone else was having, maybe something interesting will come her way. Strangely enough, something did catch her eye. Shrinking as it descends in a spiral, two golden objects caught her eye. Before she knew it, Freya was standing in front of the owner of the object. It was a girl who was sitting on a bench, eating lunch. She had another object that was just like the one that caught her eye, was she wearing them as accessories? Freya was so intrigued by what these things were, that she didn't even realize that the two objects were really the girl's hair.