Tregan came slowly into sight of the village...the festival issuing within he has seen many seasons..as he made his way along the main trafficway of the village his sapphire eyes glancing around ..trying the best he can to be friendly to those that know him..bowwing his head respectfully and even standing there with a  farmer for about thirty minutes talking about how the crops are doing well..crossing his arms over his strong chest he excuses himself from t he conversation..he needs something to calm his nerves..something either alcoholic or beautiful.. as he stepped along..passing by the ladies table without even realizing they are sitting there..his eyes scanning the people and places .."ale...ale" he thinks to himself..his hand coming up to push the hair from his eyes..shirt hanging open a  bit at his chest ..his tongue flicking his formed canines... talking lowly more to himself then anyone * "where did they stash the ale this year.."