Sapphira normally avoided festivals of any kind, she was rather tiny and lots of people usually didn’t end well for her. However this was special, and she wasn’t the only one who thought so. She was one of many fae who decided to grace the festival with their presence and it was quite amazing to see, how many different races showed up. She wandered around for awhile, flying higher than she normally did in order to not be crushed or ran into. She shopped some, although she didn’t buy much, in between the fact that a lot was overpriced for unsuspecting tourists and trying to keep her items in her possession and out of the grasp of sticky fingers. Eventually she found herself in some type of apothecary, which she knew she needed some more lip balm. Her skin dried so easily, and chapped lips were the absolute worst. When she entered the shopkeeper looked unoccupied so she flitted up to her and stood at the edge of the counter, although she was still much shorter than the shopkeeper even on the tips of her toes and her spine straightened as straight as it could be. 

[color=fff200]“Hi, I’m Sapphira. I’d like a peppermint lip balm please.” [/color]She asked the shop keeper as politely as she could. The shopkeeper seemed rather surprised to see her, which Sapphira didn’t mind in the least. Curiosity is something she was intimately familiar with, so she could not be displeased with others who felt it as well. The shopkeeper retrieved the balm and set it in front of Sapphira. Sapphira inspected it and decided it was of adequate quality. She retrieved some gold pieces out of her bag on her hip before the shopkeeper asked if there was anything else she needed. She considered the request, off the top of her head she couldn’t recall anything she needed, but perhaps the shop offered something she didn’t know or remember that she did. 
[color=fff200]“Well,” Sapphira began slowly,” what else do you have?” [/color]Sapphira asked her and the shopkeeper smiled, which means that she had succeeded in not offending her. 
[color=40ceb6]“I like to call this Augeretis. I’ve been working on it for a while. Its simple purpose is to heighten magic use. One of the problems we run into most is our inability to tap into the flux itself, so I use this mix to enhance the flux channeling abilities of blood. There’s ones that blocks it t-“[/color] The ring of the bells in town cut her off mid sentence. It was nearing time for the show. [color=40ceb6]“Are you going?”[/color] Sapphira perked up as the shopkeeper asked the question and nodded empathetically. 
[color=fff200]“Of course! It’s not every day a piece of the God falls to us.” [/color]Sapphira’s wings fluttered behind her, to accentuate her words. 
[color=40ceb6]“Well why dont we head out to the church together then?”[/color] The shopkeeper asked as she closed the door. Sapphira shook her head in agreement, glancing out to see the already large crowd had grown even more in size. 
[color=40ceb6]“Ready?”[/color] The shopkeeper asked and Sapphira nodded again. 
[color=fff200]“I never got your name by the way.”[/color] Sapphira mentioned as they started towards the church. 
[color=40ceb6]“I’m Ivory.”[/color] Ivory introduced herself and Sapphira smiled broadly. Look at her, meeting new people. Her mother would be...if not proud definitely not as disappointed as she could be. 

They continued onto the church, where they were greeted by Volcure. Ivory seemed nervous but Sapphira wasn’t so easily star struck. She curtsied, of course, her entire body dipping down as she did. She went back up to height and followed Ivory into the church, finding seats. Sapphira perched herself on the back of the seat, her wings fluttering to help her keep her balance and not tumble backwards. She was enraptured by the play, it was all quite a spectacle. Until something literally fell from the sky. Sapphira’s entire body tensed, and she started floating slightly above the chair. She, mostly unconsciously, started to channel the flux around her, ready to make a quick escape if need be. 
[color=40ceb6]“This isn’t part of the play, is it?”[/color] Ivory asked her quietly and Sapphira shook her head. They just got to see an event that only happened once a century, and it was fantastic. Sapphira rose up above the crowd slightly before getting dizzy and landing back down.
[color=fff200]“Holy...”[/color] Sapphira whispered, eyes wide.