"Yea. It usually looks like a hurricane struck in here." During the harvest festival the village swells. During the day vendors line the main square selling a variety of things along the edges. Nearby the sleepy murs and baas of sheep and cattle can be heard, even the occasional whiny of a horse. People had brought their best animals or wanted to thin their herds a bit brought them to sell. Others had brought them to compete with. For now the square is cleared for a dance, a small fire in the center providing light. Musicians provide the music off in a corner. It's mostly dominated by young people such as themselves. "This isn't even the biggest event during the festival. It lasts for three days and nights. We got here on the first night." Aylia picks up on the fact that the people they pass are talking about how well they seem to get together, and of course other gossip about who is dancing with who. She perks up when she spots a small table with refreshments that have gummy worms. "C'mon you have to try some of these," she says tugging Fang over to them. The merchant had all sorts of worms. Sour ones coated in sugar, sweet ones with bits of fruit in them.