Nefarious
Lonely Introvert
Rowan's attention was shifted briefly, as she made eye contact with another person. She assumed it was the Draik Eira had mentioned, judging by the presence of a small water dragon. But she was suddenly distracted by a voice greeting them. She turned around to find Eira staring, open mouthed and blushing slightly, at a beautiful elf. He recovered quickly however, and turned away to hide the fierce redness in his cheeks from being so obvious. Rowan grinned as she glanced at his reaction, before replying to the elf, "Yes, we're just stopping by for the festival. We heard about it from a passing traveler, and as I've never attended a festival other than those hosted by my parents-which were very dull since I was never allowed to explore by myself- we thought we'd stop by. It's all so lively and exciting!" Rowan spoke cheerfully, happy that she was finally able to have the freedom to attend a festival on her own terms, and that she could explore as she wished.