<span style="color: Teal"><b>33.... 34..... 35.... 36....</b></span><br/><br/>Steven was counting Tyrogue's morning situps back in the room they had slept in. By the time he had gotten to 40, Steven had slapped the ground, indicating that he was done with the routine. Tyrogue had also finished up with with 25 push ups, horse stance punches and a variety of other warm up exercises before they were ready to set out for the day. They had paid their thanks to the man who had agreed to house them for the night and went off to the festival grounds in the hopes of finding something fun to do today.<br/><br/>The festival still wasn't finished in preparing, but it was only a matter of time, so today he and Tyrogue planned on simply sightseeing and relaxing for today, taking mental notes on what will be available when the festival is finished. Maybe the stage he had helped in building will be his first stop. For now, after overhearing some citizen talk about getting supplied from the item store, he thought it might be a good idea to do so as well once he was gone from this village and on the long road again. Once he got some directions on where it was, he was already on his way there.<br/><br/>He took note of the usually bubbly Aisha when he got inside, wondering what's gotten her so timid. Nonetheless, upon seeing her,<span style="color: Teal"><b>Oh! Good morning Aisha.</b></span>he politely said as he followed behind her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>