Festival Action log thing?

[regal_innocence]

[It was true that Princesses didn't do well in blending in crowds, even when they lived as a commoner for a long time. It had been a short period of time since her treatment of Ser Snake, but still, she did not bring her hair back to its normal style of side-braids and long hair flowing down...rather, she kept it down and loose, flowing past her

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[golden_age_king]

[The man in brown robes strides through the crowd, for all intents and purposes just another weary traveler enjoying the festivities. As he spies Ovelia, he advances towards her and bends on one knee, his face concealed by his hood.]

"Good lady, I've a request to make of you. Innocent lives may hang in the balance. If you care for them, follow me."

[He stands, and walks into a nearby dark alley.]

[regal_innocence]

...!

*[Ovelia stares at him a moment, as if considering what to do. After a few minutes, she not so gracefully stuffs the bun in her mouth, takes a drink of the bottle of juice she had by her side, disposes of the waste, and follows him into said dark alley, in pure Ovelia fashion.*]

[golden_age_king]

[As Ovelia enters the alley, the man in the hood greets her and removes his hood...

...to reveal a scarred thug, grinning.]

"Moi thanks, 'milady'. Ahahahaha! Rum luck, eh boys?"

[Similar thugs surround Ovelia from behind, blocking her only exit from the alley.]

"Such a foine wee lass like yew doesn't belong out 'ere in the boondocks, y'know. What say we teach 'er a lesson, mmm? A minor fine of, oh, lessee.

How about all yer valuables, and... whatever else yer willing to do to keep yer life, hehehe..."

[regal_innocence]

[Ovelia was in fact afraid. Quite afraid, as she always was in such a situation. And cursing the fact that she left her bow in the caravan. All she had was her sword, but she wasn't sure she could defend herself...at least well enough to run away.

But she at least tried to play the hero, giving him a well-practiced hard stare.]

"You will find this 'wee lass' not the usual victim to such tomfoolery, I am afraid."

[And she pulls out her sword.]

Evening, after Delita says goodnight

[calmup]

[A foreign-looking man in a robe has been wandering about the capital, enjoying the festival and getting more used to Eigisengoku's culture. Seeing as how Ovelia looks friendly, he comes over to her]

Excuse me. Could you direct me to one of the gardens? Many of those I wished to see were incinerated during the attack.

[regal_innocence]

The Gardens?

[Ovelia had intended on going back to the Caravan...but this man did seem friendly, though due to her situation from earlier...she smiled, but she kept on her guard on the inside, not so relaxed if there would be an attack.]

Certainly. I had wandered through a few of them myself before. I would be delighted to escort you.

[calmup]

I am grateful for your assistance. [He bows his head formally, smiling a little] I am Teal'c.

[regal_innocence]

Teal'c...I do remember hearing that name from somewhere.

[Ovelia then smiles, as if remembering something!]

Yes! From the Tengu Journals.

I am Ovelia, Ovelia Oaks.