Diatan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=204849.msg10029605#msg10029605) walked with his master, both giving an offering. Diatan had decided to make a burning oil that enhanced skin sensitivity. A few drops of the oil added to any burner would be enough, so he made only enough to fill a small palm-sized bottle. After showing he concealed no weapons, he walked away from his master and the entrance. Now that they were there, and he was only bound to his master by his own will, he could do as he pleased. It would be his master's place to cover any fees other than that offering.<br/><br/>As he followed the sounds of primal desire, he gazed around and took in the sights. It was his first time to the festival in a long time, the last time being with his first master many, many years ago. It was interesting to see the mix of people attending, either already enjoying each other or the things offered. He was not sure where he wanted to start, it would be interesting to meet new people.<br/><br/>First, the djinni went to the tables to find something to snack on while he decided what to do. Finding some plump fruit, he picked a few pieces and popped one in his mouth. As he enjoyed the sweet juice of the fruit piece in his mouth, he explored a bit.<br/><br/>Walking around til he found a place that felt comfortable, he found a pile of lounging pillows that was unclaimed so far. Brushing at a lock of hair that fell over his shoulder, he moved to sit on an edge of the pile. The center was typically the place for a master or center of attention, he looked to pleasure another, so he did not see the center as his place.<br/><br/>He watched all that walked around, attempting to determine if he should approach someone or not, and if so; who to approach.