[color=pink][h3]Lise[/h3][/color]
"[b][color=pink]Huh?! What kind of festival is this?!![/color][/b]" Lise took a step back instinctively from the newcomer. She felt a chill looking at it. "[b][color=pink]You commoners have absolutely no sense of restraint! What kind of tasteless costume is that?![/color][/b]" It disgusted her about as equally as some of the "fashion" that Lise witnessed among the streets. She could only assume the costume was some kind of homage to their filthy harvest gods.

Her shadow reformed into two servants between her and the monstrous cultist, both of them ready to intercept the newcomer. "[b][color=pink]And furthermore,[/color][/b]" Lise continued, rubbing her ears, "[b][color=pink]It is extremely rude to be so loud in public![/color][/b]"

"[color=pink][b]Must I teach these peons manners all by myself, Andreim!?[/b][/color]" Lise said exasperatedly.