Cupid's Arrow

Festivals were definitely not her thing, nor were they Eligos's, but he had decided to come and so she had followed. It wasn't lost on her that Theory was likely here, and judging by the distinctively Abaven scent that lingered around every corner, she knew it must be true. For awhile she sulked through the crowds before deciding to approach one of the games, settling on one that looked... intriguing. Or maybe she was just attracted to the sharp-looking things being tossed and the loud pop that concluded the game. Either way, she was in. She was quiet as she picked her weapon of choice, and even more quiet as she studied a target. Once she had settled on one she moved swiftly, tossing it at the balloon and waiting patiently for what prize might be found inside.