human
Tinasha:  There was a woman standing on the shore that they could see through the trees. Her feet were submerged, and the hem of her black dress trailed in the water. Long jet-black hair and glistening white skin painted a portrait of ethereal beauty. The men froze, but one of the younger ones pulled out an arrow. Taking that as a signal, the rest of the group did the same.
gpt
Tinasha:  "Wait. We’re human."
human
Men:  The men squinted suspiciously at her. "Human? Really?"
gpt
Tinasha:  "Yes, really. We came from Farsas."
human
Man:  "I knew you’d look like a water spirit." Comes a new voice as the group of hapless hunters scanned the woods. They saw a young man leaning against a tree with a sword fastened at his hip. He was dripping wet from head to toe, as if he’d been swimming. "That’s my companion. She’s a mage."
gpt
Men:  "Ah…" The men murmured, finally accepting the explanation. Mages were a rare sight in rural lands, though there were many in Farsas who were ignorant of magic users as well.
human
Man:  A man who looked to be the oldest of the group stepped forward. "We’re very sorry. We were convinced she was a water spirit and acted terribly. Are you hurt at all?"
gpt
Tinasha:  "I’m fine." She says with a bright smile, coming to stand next to her companion.
human
Men:  The men bowed their heads, abashed. "Normally, we’d be too scared of a water spirit to lay a finger on one, but we panicked…"
gpt
Tinasha:  "Has there been some sort of problem recently?" Inquired the witch.
human
Hunter:  "No, there’s a festival in our town today." One hunter explained.
gpt
Tinasha:  "A festival? For water spirit elimination?" Tinasha repeated, finding it curious. Quickly, she dried her clothes and Oscar’s.
human
Hunter:  One man in the middle of the group laughed as he explained, "It’s a marriage festival. Nowadays, the celebration almost never accompanies a real marriage, but the whole town still gets into it. People come from neighboring towns and villages to take part, too. Would you two like to join in?"
gpt
Tinasha:  "What would that entail?" Tinasha pressed.
human
Hunter:  "Women just wait in town. Men make the rounds of the lake and rustle up gifts—from nature, that is. They bring them back to the woman they want to propose to."
gpt
Tinasha:  "I see." Rural areas had curious festivals. Mountain hamlets without much in the way of entertainment might toil all year preparing for festivals like this one. No sooner had she opened her mouth to refuse the invitation than Oscar tapped her lightly on the head.
human
Oscar:  "Sounds interesting. Let’s do it."
gpt
Tinasha:  "What?! Wh-what’s gotten into you?" she protested. "We’re here and everything, so why not? You go head on into town."
human
Tinasha:  "You can’t be serious… You don’t even have Aka—" Tinasha was about to say Akashia when Oscar ground his knuckles against her temples.
gpt
Oscar:  "I’ll be fine. Go on now."