Ascham was excited since the Twilight Festival was starting tonight. It was held every year for 7 days, well more like 7 nights. It started at 8 PM and ended at 8 AM. The days were hot and it was cooler at night. During the festival hours lights would be lit up and fireworks would light the sky. It was time during the year in their town where everyone was on vacation. Of course it meant some worked on the during the Festival has some prepared and sold food, drinks, and artwork. Some shot off the fireworks. Some cleaned up. Though everyone usually took turns so others would have a chance to enjoy the festival as well.
Ascham dressed in his festival clothes which was sort of like a robe, it was hand crafted with natural simple patterns with bright summer colors: blue, green, and yellow. Once Ascham was ready he headed to the Festival. The Twilight Festival celebrated life, so it had a large variety of artwork for sale, food, and alcohol for purchase. It was traditional dress up in bright colors for the festival. Not everyone drank, but everyone ate and at least strolled from booth to booth to browse the art pieces if not purchase them.
Ascham did buy art from time to time at the Festival, but mostly he just enjoyed the interaction with the others in the town, and the dancing. Ascham always looked for art pieces on the first night, he still planned on trying out the different foods and dancing though. He arrived early. The crowed was light but he was sure it would pick up soon. He decided to look at the booth with carved wood faces, they looked like elfs and wizards.
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"They're pretty aren't they?" Came a soft little voice from Ascham's right. "I like the elfin ones particularly."
Kitty was dressed a bit more casually then the traditional multi-colored robes Ascham wore, as she was from out of town and not quite sure if that sort of thing was in part to help the locals distinguish themselves from out of town goers or something. In fact the mysteries of the Summer Festival were all knew to her, and she was eager to see what it was all about and what it had to offer. From what she'd seen so far it looked like it would be fun and she was excited for it.
In keeping with the what she knew about wearing brighter colors she'd chosen pink & white as a main theme, as she quite liked that color anyways and it tended to compliment her skin tone and hair. Dressed in faded denim shorts, frayed at the bottom in keeping with the recent trends, that clung to her hips, stopped right at the top of her thighs, and were low cut the they were perfect for summer, comfortable and cute. Her top was in pink with clean white edging and an Anime League logo also white on the front, the sort of logo worn on staff t-shirts at cons, though obviously this was a custom. Clean white sneaks with logos and edging in pink and silver and a little pair of pink ankle socks completed the main outfit, it was, she hoped in keeping with the theme of the festival, just in more her own sort of style.
She wore minimal makeup and adornments and had her short cut auburn hair pulled back by it's usual pink hair band and her blue eyes shined with girlish curiousness. She was a practical sort of girl and especially when going to an area she was unfamiliar with she left anything more expensive at home, one never knew and she didn't want to makes herself a target. Naturally she kept the essentials in the white school bag she had slung over a shoulder. It was less easy to forget then smaller bags or purses and she could carry more which was good for journeys like this.
She looked up at Aschem and added cheerfully, "Sorry, didn't mean to intrude but I saw you looking at the masks and well... they are quite something aren't they?"
Ascham looked at the new comer, oh she was from out of town so this might all be new to her but then again they might not. Ascham certainly didn't want to bore her with local knowledge she already knew. She was wearing bright clothes so at least she was spirit of the festival.
"Welcome, I'm Ascham, I assume you must be from out of town? If so have you attended this festival before? These masks are traditional around here and have quite a history to them. Some keep with the old traditions but the masks are sold more of a souvenir today.
"Legend says these carvings are being who already buried within the trees of guardian spirits. Trees possess many of these spirits, they are wizards and elves who posses magic that will us from evil spirits and monsters. So we use to buy these to hang at our front doors, and rooms we gather in and sleep in to protect our homes. It is considered a good omen when you enter ones homes and you spy these guardians." Ascham wasn't sure if the woman had heard about the history and tradition of these masks before of course he had summarized quite significantly as the story behind them was quite a lengthy one and most drawn out as you'd expect ancient beliefs and their surrounding stories to be. What they stood for was the important part though, so he shared that with her.
"Would you like to hear about Legends of our town or do you already know them, ah Miss..." Ascham trailed off realizing he didn't know who this young lady's name was.
Listened with wide amazed eyes to Ascham's tale and she smiled as she looked at the masks, protection from evil sounded good to her, even if it was supposed to just be an old tale she rather liked it. She reached out with one slender hand careful not actually touch the mask before her only to trace it's outline and features with her nimble fingers poised just above it. She turned her musing gaze back up to Ascham.
"I'm Kitty," She said with a happy smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you I'm sure. Yes, I should love to hear more about your town's legends it all sounds very exciting."
She had an serious look on her features and a curiousness in her eyes that showed she really was curious about hearing more of this sort of thing. After all, she did love a good story and Ascham seemed very wise in the tales of this curious town she had happened upon on her travels.
"Welcome to our humble town Kitty," Ascham replied pleasantly with a smile as he found her response delightful. It would be fun to share the town's culture with a cute girl who showed genuine interest in it. Then Ascham continued
"Before we get into more legends, how about some food, our skewered chicken is pretty tasty with our town's traditional sauce on it. It's like a sweet soy sauce, the sweet being a pineapple and apple. So in has a nice tang with a smooth apple flavor." Ascham waited for Kitty's response. Thinking she might have already eaten. Then added one last bit as he smiled.
"It'll be my treat, so what do you say?" Ascham asked.
Kitty realized that she had been in too much of a rush to get to the festival to eat yet and her little tummy did feel very empty indeed.
"That sound's delightful, Ascham," She said nodding eagerly. "I admit I'm quite hungry at the moment and sampling the local delicacies will make the festival experience that much more fun."
She had an odd way of speaking blending the precise with the casual in what was often an disarming way that made it hard to get a fix on her level of intellect, though it seemed to be more simple habit then anything else. It did gave her a slightly surreal aspect though.
"Lead on," She added politely indicating with a graceful wave of her her hand that were Ascham would lead she would follow.
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