Ingoleth reluctantly played some music on the way to Kalla without taking any mana from them, his mood slightly improving day by day the farther away his failed latest innovative attempt got. Nevertheless, it was still an improvement, and he appreciated the time away from Portea, finding the different scene inspiring and refreshing. Its been a while since the last time he visited the small town..
When he wasnt entertaining them with his music, he was gathering information about the event they were attending to, using his cunning ways to get some much needed insight about the type of performance it would be.

Upon being invited to play for a crowd, he politely refused. [color=007236]"I apologize, i am not here for a performance today.."[/color] he [i]half[/i] lied. Ingoleth wasnt to perform here today, but Salman Beriedfolk... He was here to steal the crowd! But that would have to wait. The perfect moment to make an entrance had yet to present itself. But until then, he enjoyed the party by eating, drinking, and observing. The first trick of stealing people's hearts, was knowing what they already love. Unfortunately, he couldnt do that right before a performance, it would be too suspicious, or he could be discovered. Instead, he took a good look at everyone, and mentally noted some interesting fellows in the crowd that he could take inspiration from. 
It didnt take long for him to construct in his mind the perfect illusion of this event, a majestic show that you cant look away from, a show that will bring forth tears on the eyes of even the toughest individuals. It was perfection. All he had to do now, was wait for the right moment, preferably toward the halfway point of the celebrations. So he sat down and enjoyed the mediocrity, while it lasted.