[ Despite the total tonal shift with the locals since the events of last month the atmosphere at the fair had been surprisingly adequate. Meaning, Richard along with the rest of the Chosen could mostly attend to festivities without having to worry about getting looks or heckles from the locals. Truly, what a luxury.
Anyway, Richard's "costume" for the event was pretty simple: a black cloak accompanied with several layers of veils and scarfs that would obscure his face and body. He's walking around the carnival, mostly minding his own business while also observing the activities of the other Chosen when he's suddenly addressed by unknown lady. Underneath the dark veil, Richard gives her a questioning look as she confesses her "greatest fear" to him.
He then raises his gloved hand and points at the booth near the pumpkins. ]
b - NOW IN THE RIGHT PLACE
Anyway, Richard's "costume" for the event was pretty simple: a black cloak accompanied with several layers of veils and scarfs that would obscure his face and body. He's walking around the carnival, mostly minding his own business while also observing the activities of the other Chosen when he's suddenly addressed by unknown lady. Underneath the dark veil, Richard gives her a questioning look as she confesses her "greatest fear" to him.
He then raises his gloved hand and points at the booth near the pumpkins. ]
You ought to ask it from them, my lady.