Perhaps the more seasoned people who lived in Kenebreas for some time would realize the group's misconception. You didn't sign up as a group. The festival's main allure was the tournament sign up. A friendly skirmish and tournament ladder setup. Show off new skill, valor, righteousness, and good spirited sportsmanship.<br/><br/><em>Lord knows the crusades need it after Stautahn Vahne's betrayal and the fall of Drezen...</em><br/><br/>But upon hearing your voices to join the crusades, the nearby stalls begin to chatter amongst themselves.<br/><br/>And soon a man comes over with a large plate of various foods and snacks, alongs with a few fruit drinks. Another man brings a keg of ale.<br/><br/>"On the house." They'll offer with a smile.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Perception 15</div><div class="spoiler_body">Whilst the party didn't have good vision, you may be able to spy who gave the order. A dwarven man who looks a good bit on the staut side. No sooner do you spot him, does he vanish into the crowds of people as he tries to keep maintaining and giving orders.</div></div>