It had been a few years since the Ever War ended. The result was a treaty between the Kingdom of Leosprite and the Republic of Geros. Every year since the treaty was signed, a yearly festival lasting two weeks occurs every Summer on neutral land between the two kingdoms. This year was your first time attending since opening your shop after retiring from the Leosprite military at the war's end. There was a lot more emotion involved as you entered the neutral space and set up your booth as you initially believed; seeing all these fishmen in one place was really messing with your head

You were getting a lot of patrons in the shop, but one stood out to you. A young female Gerosian had been popping in and out of the shop, each time she was inspecting the same three sets of tools for about three minutes each before disappearing for around twenty minutes

Finally, after about three hours of this, you decide to approach her. You gently tap her shoulder to get her attention

"Ah! Orden is sorry!"

Orden yelps as she quickly turns to face you. She then hides her face in her hands and begins trembling like a scolded puppy

"Orden very sorry! Please no hurt Orden!"

She whimpered in shaky English as she looked up at you with puppy eyes