The girl looked to Alvios and her smile vanished. People began to stare now that the black-coated girl was immobile. Who was she? Where did she come from? They were awfully curious, but couldn't be bothered to pay attention for long. There were plenty of odd characters that passed through Arcadia, few of whom spoke to anybody before taking their leave. This girl was no different to any of them.

	[color=black]"Can I help you Miss?"[/color] The small girl parroted in the same tone that Alvios used. Her head swayed to one side ever so slightly and she blinked, looking down to the floor, as if lost in thought. It wasn't long before she nodded in a curt, polite manner. As she did so, he posture changed, and he hands dropped to her side, like she'd become an entirely different person. [color=black]"Awfully quick. The people here- They are unbearably- Interest me greatly."[/color] The girl paused, changing how she spoke between each phrase. It was odd, almost [i]eerie[/i] to witness. [color=black]"What is your Name?"[/color]

	The questioned sounded more like a demand than anything else. She glared at Alvios sternly as she asked, but quickly returned to her frightened demeanor after saying so.

	At the head of the crowd that gathered around Helios' statue, the city's elder counsel was addressing their people, preparing to make way for the festivities. A speech, monotonous and irritating as it always was. '[i]thank Helios for our light, eat and drink in prosperity,'[/i] whatever most people wanted to hear on a good day. The black haired girl didn't turn to listen, totally toning the old man at the foot of Helios' statue out of her mind.