Jerus strode through the streets of Seles, listening to the sounds of the festival and smelling the food as he ate something he'd bought from a stall a little ways behind him. He wasn't sure of the name, it had just looked tasty and it was. Looking around, he smiles at all the joviality around him, glad that there was such an amazingly joy causing celebration for the land. "Man, I wish mom and dad could have come with me, but dad always has refused to leave the forge for longer than a night." He sighs and continues on.