Yin felt her body relax as Asychis accepted her gift with a bright smile on his face. She couldn't help but smile back at him as he tied it around his neck. For those who knew Yin, they would be surprised that she had the courage to give someone something out of the blue. She was known to be quite shy and quiet around almost everyone in the Order, save for those who taught her how to use Pyromancy. The time she spent walking around the festival with Asychis was probably one of the happier moments in her life. She no longer felt paranoid about the necromancer whom she had encountered only a few days earlier. The variety of food and other products that were available was quite astonishing for Yin. She had never really experienced other cultures as she rarely went out of her way to learn about them. Mostly because she was preoccupied with training or other Order-related work. She enjoyed the small pieces of sweet pastry that her companion shared with her. Asychis' remark made her think of her home. The way the Valley's river sparkled similarly to the water in the pouch. However, such memories brought about nightmares of her childhood friend. Yin frowned as the memories flashed in her mind, but she had already understood that there was no point in crying about the past, for it was long ago. Her thoughts were interrupted as Asychis took her hand. She almost tripped from the sudden movement, but she quickly recovered as he wasn't going at a very fast pace. A small stall stood before them, the small racks and mats displayed intricate pieces of jewelry. Yin merely watched as her companion bought a small marble sphere bracelet. Much to her surprise, the aforementioned bracelet had been slipped onto her left wrist. Before she could even say anything, Asychis began to explain the meaning of the bracelet's spheres. Her eyes followed his finger as he pointed to each sphere. And here she was, worried that she had given someone a sudden explanation of her culture, only to have Asychis give it back to her more than two-fold. She smiled softly as she listened to him, however she was caught off guard as he stopped to mention that they had to met the others from the Order. Something that had slipped her mind altogether. She merely nodded in agreement before they made their way to the Palace. In the back of her mind, she really wanted to know what the other three beads meant, but perhaps that was for another time. Upon their arrival, they met with three others: Master Lethodus, Carlo, and Balthier. She gave them a slight bow in greeting, as per the Kuren way. She didn't know much about Balthier, as she had only seen glimpses of him. In a way, Yin felt that it was her shyness that stopped her from becoming properly acquainted with the hunter. Xho, who just arrived, was another hunter she wasn't really acquainted with. She's often told that she and Xho wouldn't get along very well due to their backgrounds. Yin didn't really understand why their backgrounds meant anything since they worked on the same side, but she subconsciously ended up avoiding him for the most part. --- As the hunters exchanged greetings, another man's voice chimed in. Yin's gaze moved to the source of the voice, only to see a man of some stature speaking to them. She merely followed behind everyone as they made their way through the gates. The grand foyer came into view as they walked. Yin looked around, her awe like a small child at a museum. The interior was extremely extravagant, from the marble floors to the gem socketed statues. The clearness of the water rivaled that of the Valley's green river and it was somewhat similar to the pouches of water that was being sold in the festival area. The statues on the podiums confused her since she didn't understand their significance. She wasn't very familiar with these characters. All she knew was that people referred to them as the eight nymphs of ... something starting with 'R'. Despite her lack of knowledge in these nymphs, she liked the look of statue that danced in the flowers. She admired the intricacy of the sculptures as much as she could as they walked passed them. Such things don't exist in the villages of the Kuren. Yin was slightly confused by Firenze's instructions. It was almost second nature for her to bow to those of higher status, and kissing jewelry, or Jade as it would be for Kuren, was only something you did for those who were struggling with misfortune as if you were trying to give them some of your fortune to help them. Was Her Eminence experiencing some sort of misfortune? Despite not knowing very much about this place, what she did know was the Phoenix. Unlike some people, Yin wasn't really phased by blood magic as much as she probably should be. It was an odd magic, somewhat painful to think about, but it wasn't really something to scorn. As always, Yin kept quiet and stayed a little back from the group as Lethodus spoke, his news seemingly grim. The talk of an evil within the city was unnerving and she could only think of the chaos it would cause if it was to attack the citizens, especially during a festival as large as this.