Peel drives the carriage into the port village. They pass the pasture dusted with Snow. Warhorses white as snow frollic in the powder. Further down the lane is a large lake just barely frozen over. Kate looked to the window, "There is the lake we ice skate on when. Give it a few weeks and it will be safe to lots of people to play there."<br/><br/>Once inside the main gate, there are shops, venders and new arrivals for the festival. The whole village is covered in greenery, holiday ornaments and banners. The focal point is a large cascading foutain. It is shut off and ice sickles hang from the different level platforms. Peel pulls the carriage up to the Sneads Dress and Tailor shop. The signs in front hangs over the store front painted with lady in ballgown flanked by scissors and large bobbin of thread with a needle sticking through it.<br/><br/>Kate quickly morphs into her human from smiling sitting on Mathis' lap. She stands and takes Peels hand as he opens the doors for them. They are greeted with by a lady in her 50's she is well dressed in a velvet skirt with matching jacket. Kate introduces her to Mathis. From the back of the store walk a short, stocky gray headed man with a tape measure over his tunic. He greets the company warmly. He extends his had to the massive warrior. "Happy Winterfest Sir. What may I do for you?"