[u][b]Daisy[/b][/u]

Upon parting from her acquaintance Vanilla she had gone about the festival alongside her conjured servant, taking in the sights and observing a lot of the culture at work. She was largely more of an observer than a participant across the whole event, remaining detached from it all as she and her companion drifted from place to place. All in all it was a pleasant and insightful experience, a new world to take in and learn.

Come sunset she arrived at the stage where the realm's leaders were mentioned to make an appearance. Standing in the back with her hood up again she stood and listened on to this realm's leader make his announcements, her pale face concealed once again in the hood's dark shadow.

Having been standing at the back of the crowd herself she noticed two hooded figures not dissimilar to the ones she saw earlier looking on at the event as well. This wouldn't be too notable were the land's fashion more inclined towards dark hooded cloaks but aside from herself and her summon there were few denizens who took on this particular fashion.

She would not act upon this quite yet, opting to remain the observer for now while the main event was to initiate. She simply tried to keep a discrete eye on the other pair of cloaked figures, careful not to let them see her watching them in particular.