Rising Echo walks through the festival with an air of satisfaction, his work well done in holding the government together along with the others of his newly found circle.

Walking among the vendors, he smiled to see the results of the new taxes and laws taking effect, as prices were slowly starting to return to real numbers. Here and there, he saw farmers and artisans making tentative purchases, still almost not used to having enough to truly enjoy a festival beyond the free.


Stopping at one vendor's booth, Rising Echo looked over the wares. Jewelry, rings, and other small trinkets. Poking through a few of them, he looked up at the young man that watched Echo's hands carefully. "These are very nice works. Do you do custom things? I was thinking of a signet ring for myself, but I do not see anything that catches my fancy."