By the way, Fro is the old Mayor of Rhoan in this story :]
"Citizens of Kaeleila and Waisen! We welcome you to this wonderful feast, in recognition of the defeat of the Morian empire!" Rhoan's Mayor, Fromalion said to the crowd. He stood on a wooden box, so that he could see over the banister of the balcony on which he perched - high above the town square, his hands raised. His people screamed out and applauded at his valiant speech - and the party, began. Fromalion wandered away to speak to a very young Prince Valdo, Xenonbart and his 10 year old daughter, Dorothea - who never strayed from his side and hadn't since her mother passed. She was gazing up at Valdo with awe filled eyes, much like a girl with her first crush. Uh oh.
Children darted around, a girl in a red jacket was running along with her bother in one of deep green, chasing after a boy with a battered hat on his head and carrying a wooden sword. They were making growling noises, and the boy seemed absolutely terrified. "DADDY!" he squealed, running straight for master Gustav. He clung to the man's legs, but was shaken off and sent back to face the 'monsters' - much to Heath's amusement.
A boy with bright blue hair trailed the 'monsters' - looking very curious.. as if he wanted to join the play. But he hung back, sticking close to his parents, one - a Kaeleilan diplomat. Heath felt awkward, he didn't know what to do - until, the girl in the red coat rammed straight into his shielded metal knee's, falling back onto her bottom with a wail. Heath smiled and knelt down, helping her stand on her feet. Already her tears were gone - lost with her pain.
"What's your name?" Heath asked her. She gave him a bemused smile before answering. "Tia".
"Tia. One day, you'll need to be the hero and not the monster. Be nicer to that boy, cause he's just gonna grow up scared if you keep scaring him" Heath told her. She scrunched up her nose and shook her head. "Duran is a scardey goblin! A SCARDEY GOBLIN!" She yelled the last three words in Duran's direction, who was cowering by a woman's long purple cloak. When she moved, he squeaked and jumped to hide behind a bush.
"That's not nice." Heath told her, scowling. Just then, the boy in the green coat smacked at Heath, trying to shove him away. "Leave my sister alone! She can be monsters to anyone!" he cried - waving his arms in Heath's face. The whole thing was very amusing. "And what's your name?" Heath asked him - but his sister answered for him.
"Yumil! Yumeeeeal!" She giggled wildly. Heath raised an eyebrow and watched the two take off, chasing after a squealing Duran who was soon joined by Dorothea, squealing in a lower pitch. Lauca, moved to Heath's side and held out some sort of large meat item. Heath took it and gave a grudging thanks.
"It's Harpy Leg." She informed him, tearing at the meat she held.