Carnivals and Memories [AW]

Cairo had come with Ardyn to the Coydog festival, among other Valhallans. Like his new King he’d groomed and dressed for the event, donning his dress armor, though Enito had lugged his regular armor, also polished and buffed with oil, along in a hide sack; just in case the Tournament allowed the use of armor and weapons.

The Sentinel padded through the festivities, taking it all in. Nolan and Lia would have loved it. The memory of his friends squeezed at him, and he blew out a sigh of regret. Malalia was out there, somewhere. He could let himself believe that. No body was found. Not like Nolan.

Just have fun for them both, then. Stop moping.

Coydogs were everywhere, hosting games, hawking wares and services and activities. It was a bustle and hustle, chatter and laughter, happy couples and families that had come to enjoy the open festivities.

He let it wash over him, absorbing the jovial air and letting it buoy him.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think