[h1][center][color=#4169E1]Vincent Letendre[/color][/center][/h1]
[h3][center]Thorne City- Near the arena, close to the slums[/center][/h3]
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The smell of the festivities filled the air, with crowds cheering in the arena, people walking around, talking with each other. Vincent had some good days selling his wares in the last days, having sold a good amount of potions and devices to nearby people. This gave him a good amount of gils, which would be pretty useful in his travels and exploring of the world.

Vincent could have gone to go and keep selling objects right now, but he felt like relaxing a bit right now. He wanted to just have some fun, maybe go look at the fights in the arena… maybe even participate once using his devices… but one thing about that last part made him unsure. What were the rules for equipment… what could each person use… was there a bracket for mechanist or something? Sure… he dabbled a bit with magic before… but he never was really good with it.

With all this, Vincent just kept moving, listening around, before going and opening a potion and drinking it.  It was a simple energy potion to keep him awake a bit. Considering that last night he was stuck trying to make sure professor Firaga dosen’t end up blowing things up at the festival today with an invention… he literally had nightmares of Firaga causing a huge explosion that would have wiped out a large section of the city. Something that started with N.. Geez… how did Arte even deal with Firaga all days? Well.. Considering he kind of has issues with his own magic and explosions… maybe they were related by explosions? Well... that gave a small chuckle to Vincent, but for now, he needed to relax. Maybe he could head to the tournament. 

It was then that he heard some sound o someone telling stories about goblins and such, about following and telling the daily lives of goblins, which to him seems to exaggerate some things. Well, it did keep the kids she was telling the story to quite entertain. He smiled at this, just listening, and then hearing about the kids asking for some money.  This did sadden Vincent a bit. He moved towards the group, getting some gils out that he made from selling potions. 

[color=#4169E1] “I feel generous Kupo. I hope you kids can enjoy the festival.” [/color]he said to the kids, passing the bag of gils. Sure, that was a bit of a part of his money he made from selling potions, but if it could make those kids happy… Well.. he was acting a bit on impulse he guessed, but he did want to have those kids have some fun at least today.

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