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You arrive at the plaza, where many tables are set up. You decide to grab something to eat and talk to the other people here.

Wintermoot strolls in, and looks through the airy, green plaza, wondering what kind of food there is to get around here.

Several stands line the perimeter offering foods varying from traditional Wintrean soups, to exotic fruits imported from outside of Wintreath

Thank you, narrative voice that sounds an awful lot like Rasdanation.

Wintermoot wonders around, looking at the various stands, before deciding to have some thick, juicy sausage from one of the trucks. As he's eating his sausage, he wonders who is around to hang out with.

Gerrick walks up to Wintermoot with a fish-on-a-stick in one hand and a bowl of gravy in the other. "Sausage good?" he asks with a mouthful food.

Yeah! I love sausage...I'd say I'm a sausage connoisseur, and this is great! How is your...uh...fish on a stick?

*slips around a nearby counter with some blueberry tarts*

Dessert anyone?
Blueberries picked wild and fresh from the forests of Canada 

* Wintermoot waves excitedly

Matilda! Hi! Welcome to the festival...I'm so glad that you could make it! And those tarts look absolutely delicious. May we try some?

No cost, they are made especially for everyone in Wintreath!
I would be overjoyed if you (and everyone else) would like to try one Wintermoot!

Thank you! That is so sweet of you.

* Wintermoot takes one of the tarts and takes a giant bite

Mmm...even more delicious than they look. I don't think anyone has ever brought food to the region before, but I'm glad you did. How are you enjoying the festival, by the way?

Heh heh, "sausage connoisseur".

"Don't mind me. Just grabbing a tart."

Gerrick sticks the rest of his fish-on-a-stick in his gravy, grabs a tart and shoves it in his mouth, and smiles big.

"Mmmm good. Thanks."

Did I hear some one call me?  Oh no it is just a dessert.  Don't mind if I do!

Enjoying a tart from the kind Canadian Ambassador, King Erik finds a shady spot under a tree to enjoy the fresh air and sounds of the festival.  Sitting under the tree is quite nice and his mind wanders on to meeting some of the dignitaries that were not able to make the Beautifulthing Gala.  Would he meet any of them?  He surely did hope so, as this is a nice relaxing atmosphere in which to do so.  Just then his eyes close and his mind continues to wander........

Wintermoot waves over at King Erik

Ahoy! I think I'm in the process of meeting you in another reality, but we can talk here too...aren't the realities of Wintreath something to behold? xD