The casual Dun Do festival was even more grand than usual. The people of Edenia and Outworld were all dressed up in bright colours, parading around the streets with fireworks blasting in the air. In ritual of King Jerrod’s passing, everyone had lit lanterns strung around the town.

Some of the general’s guards were floating around the paths, making sure nothing bad could go wrong. As you roamed, a beautiful woman wearing her long chestnut brown hair down by her shoulders with olive skin and leaning on a light post.

Jade, the countess, was wearing a long green dress, purple accents. She was holding a glass of wine, watching the festival rage on around her.

Shokan and Naknadan were all wearing their colourful masks over their face and eyes, but Jade’s was resting on her head as the music blared.