[Middy]

Two odd beings wandered through the area, both speaking to one another in some unknown language. The brighter of the two seemed more chatty, while the other looked depressed and quiet. "What do you think this place is Sharia?" the brighter finally said in a known language.

"An event of sorts. Do you think we can get something good from it, Sharin?" the darker said, shaking her head slowly.

They looked on, curious about the event, yet a bit shy to actually join in. Unless they were pleased to just wander and admire things from afar.

[Adelie]

She could've sworn it wasn't Christmas already! It seemed just last week that she was trying to come up with a decent-looking holiday costume, and just yesterday that she was staring anxiously at her oven waiting for her turkey to cook.

And now, the sound of jingle bells and Christmas carols were everywhere; the streets were adorned with a myriad of twinkling lights and candy cane motifs; and she was desperately in need of gift ideas before she headed home for the holidays. Procrastination, it seemed, was the real holiday tradition.

But even then, she supposed, she still had a little time to stop by a holiday party and enjoy the festivities a bit.

[Jaykobell]

Oh, what a surprise. He seemed so... so shy. So humble? So... so not unlikeable? There was always this risk, this terror of meeting someone you looked up to. This risk of finding out they were just a trashy person, someone not worth looking up to. At least, from this small interaction, this one seemed like a good apple. What a relief!

They would keep their defenses up a little bit still, but they smiled as they settled down next to this bright star in the amateur astrology community — pun definitely intended. Of course, they still kept their distance. They didn't want to suffocate this person, after all.

Oh, but they were so flustered — in a good way. "Th-thank you, I don't know anyone else here," they blurted out, only realizing the meaning of their words once they had flown out of their mouth.

[Flame]

Atlas was content to watch the scene unfold around him as people greeted each other and reveled in the holiday spirit. As sad as it was, he was quite accustomed to not being included much in festivities, and it was something he'd come to terms with some time ago. Instead of fighting it, he instead chose to let it pass him by, observing others in their interactions instead as solace.

At one point, he hopped down from where he sat to seek out some food, after seeing others partaking of some tasty snacks. There were a few dishes he'd never seen before, and he was always keen to try out new foods.

[Sarah]

Hyx hasn’t had much time. He’d been so busy all day he’d almost forgot he’d been tasked with picking up the daily from the tavern. Luckily it seemed he was not too late. “Im here for today’s prize,” he said to the first worker he encountered. They would surely point him in the right direction and then he could be on his way. Hyx almost wished he had the time to stick around and enjoy the festivities but the manor had more work and Kail wasn’t going to be pleased with him if Hyx didn’t do his share.

[RiDragon]

Winter winced slightly at the man's reaction.  Maybe his casual conversation skills weren't quite as good as he thought they were...  Luckily it seemed his suspicions had no ground at all and he could leave without anything wacky happening today, "Oh well, my mistake, I must've mistaken you for someone, no harm, no harm, happy holiday and all that."  He could tell that Cyril was trying to get the attention of someone and took it as a cue to leave, and he was halfway through a turn to do so, but stopped when presented with his own question to answer.

Hm, what was reality distortion?  How would he explain this in a way that would be understandable?  Ah...  Maybe...?

"Well..."  He began, turning again to meet Cyril's eyes.  "It's a bit like if you took the world around you and kinda...  Made it all wiggly?  No, that's not a good way to put it...  You ever look at asphalt when it's hot outside and can see how the air moves differently the further away you look at it from?  It's a bit like that, but randomly, and usually only on yourself or things you own, sometimes people who know you.  I suppose that's the best way to describe the distortion.  Most of the time it's false memories that signal the distortion the most though, like ah...  You know that children's book the Mooklins and how a bunch of people were convinced that it was actually the Mooklings, with a g?  That's another sign of it.  That one wasn't my fault though!  I think..."

[Kyrit]

While Estebanito was hunting for her, Kyrit was making sure to keep herself very well lost within the crowd, always moving around. Easiest way to keep your feet from hurting was to just stay on the move, plus it meant she was less likely to get caught and blend in to the crowd. Briefly she was distracted at the bar though, hearing something about some drink called the Mango Mahool. That sounded pretty neat, so she figured she'd drop by and pick one up to keep her going.

[FrostWynd]

Now when someone happens to lapse on keeping a proper eye out on certain youngsters that had a tendency for wandering off, you know full well that they would go try to have some fun and possibly get into mischief of some sort the second that nobody was looking. Which was how two kids would wind up stumbling upon the Quest Master's tavern when they just took off without so much as a word.

When they had gotten inside, both of them were awestruck by all the colorful decorations, and would just stand around staring at everything. Up until one of them spotted something and got all excited. "Val! Look, look! The red haired kid would pipe up, tugging on the sleeve of the other's sweater repeatedly to get him to look to where he was pointing at enthusiastically. Getting yanked around a small bit as his friend quickly started tugging more forcefully when he could no longer contain himself, Valent would turn to see just what all the fuss was about. Where on the one side of the place he would spot an actual pool being used to add to this theme they had going on. Could anyone actually use it? Or was it just a decoration?

[Jaden Wolf]

The young woman had been waiting outside the tavern for a few minutes, but it seemed she wouldn't have to wait much longer. Unexpected by pretty much anyone but herself, the unseasonal storm clouds massing overhead suddenly dove downward not unlike a tornado. Rather than whipping up a devastating wind funnel, the electric clouds compacted into a human figure which quickly took a natural and normal appearance, clothes and everything.
"So what even is this...advent stuff?" the storm asked. The waiting woman beamed, bouncing forward to sling a garishly festive scarf and hat onto her girlfriend.
"It's a Christmas tradition where you can collect some kind of present or something each day leading up to Christmas itself!" Piper chirped excitedly. Arabex just looked down at the scarf with a carefully neutral expression.
"Sounds..." she paused, trying to come up with a decent word. "Festive."

[ToxxicRenegadeAngel]

It was lunchtime when Rheese saw the Tavern appear, and she smiled as she entered without hesitation; she had just been looking for somewhere to have lunch, so its timing couldn't be better.

The cake they had served yesterday had been delicious,  and Rheese hoped there would be some left for today as she chose what she wanted from the menu and sat down at a table. There was Christmas music playing quietly, and she tapped her toes to its beat as she waited for her food, glancing over to the Advent Calendar Event and wondering what today's gift would be.

[Jaden Wolf]

Jaden had far more faith in him than he felt was logical. He was essentially meant to be a mindless, emotionless assassin, but of course she just shoved him out of the tunnels saying he needed to "socialize". Though, she finally did amend that he only really needed to show his face to the one running this 'advent' thing. Tekk had forgotten Christmas was even a thing, though he would never have noticed its coming in his solitude anyway.

The man chose to come in the dark of night, when the tavern may not be completely busy, and slipped in the door as quietly as possible. He kind of stood out, with his black cape and hood, but fortunately kept to the shadows. Surely this strange Quest Master being would notice his presence by now, so he could leave.

[MythicDusk]

'I don't know anyone else here.'

Oh, god that made everything in him shrink away. He bit his bottom lip, inhaled tightly and gave a nervous chuckle. "Well, I'm glad I can just be a friendly face!" His voice shook, god, he could feel it shake in his throat.

"I'm Orion, may I ask your name?" The words came out of him, but he didn't hear them. The manners his grandparents had instilled in him bubbling to the surface. He wondered for a moment just how much this person knew of him.

Did they know about his familial situation? About his loneliness? How he looked at the stars to escape himself?

[Silver]

Kyrx really had been enjoying celebrating the traditions of this strange new land. Each one was just as weird as the last. This one seemed especially peculiar, as nobody she spoke to was able to tell her what the actual celebration was. They each had a different idea of what it meant, and they all seemed similar, but unfocused. She was just going to have to do some investigating on her own.

There was a little tradition going around called an 'Advent Calendar'. It didn't... seem like a calendar like one that told the days, but sometimes a word could mean two things in this language, so she didn't think too much of it. She showed up just as the 9th day started, bright and early as she always was. Of all the customs she learned 'fashionably late' was not one of them. She eagerly sought out the host with a list of questions in mind.

[Kylo]

The alien bounced excitedly into the tavern. Free food, drink, and a gift? Oh stars this was wicked!  He could get behind free stuff any day. So his first stop was the grill where he gathered himself a huge plate of meat and then ran over to grab a fruity drink before carrying his precariously stacked plate to a table to sit and gobble down his meal. Who even cares about some gift when there's food to be eaten! Fahx shoved his face full of bloody meat and chewed loudly and messily as he watched the other guests.

[Mojave]

Judah swiped a drink from the tray as a teen strode by carrying it, completely unconcerned if he'd taken it from someone else or if it had been meant for anyone to take. He sipped it lightly, meandering about the place, catching snippets of conversations as he went. As interesting as some of the patrons were, most seemed to be in intimate conversations or company. But it seemed not many were taking advantage of the pool on one side of the room. With a smirk, he let his clothes melt away until he stood at the steps descending into the blue water in nothing more than swimmer's briefs. He stepped down into the warm water, glancing to see if his entrance into the pool would inspire anyone else to jump in.

If anyone wants to interact with Judah, just let me know so I know to look for your response. ^^