Your city has always been quite quiet and even peaceful. No big incidents or interesting events. Just one of the next gray cities where even tourists don’t come, so when a fairly large group of people came to the city, it created a lot of rumors

Most often such words as “Sect” or “Cult” appeared in soukhas. The newcomers looked nice, they always tried to participate in city events, volunteered, and were generally active

Warm summer evening. A large crowd formed in the city center, which was quite rare, but today there was a reason for this, namely the fair. An annual fair with lots of attractions, shops and various food. Walking through the fair, you noticed a group of those same visiting people, they looked cheerful and friendly, selling different dishes and preparing them right in front of people. Among them you noticed a tall and rather elegant man. He doesn't fit into this quiet and gray city. “Sect Leader?” the rumors kept popping up in your head. Harold noticed you among the crowd and with a reservedly warm smile, he approached you and bending slightly to your level he said:

— «You look lost... Maybe I could help you?»