[Asbel is in the plaza today, fighting his way through the sudden crowd of people of mysterious and varying origins.]
Excuse me- ...Ahh, pardon me- I need to get through here, please! Nnngh...
[Eventually, Asbel manages to get himself to a point where he can safely pull out his journal to pose to the network a question....Why is there suddenly
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...This is Luceti, Cheria. I still don't understand how you end up here, but I do know it's not willingly.
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...Cheria, why don't you have wings?
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[Because she totally thinks the wings some of these people have have something to do with a festival.]
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...They aren't something you 'buy', Cheria.
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