Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11245963-20131205015929/@comment-24147026-20131205174256

Jonathan cautiously made his way through the festive streets, eyeing those who passed by with an equal sense of curiosity and self-preservation. Many, if not all of his peers would be attending this festival, and he would rather not spend it being hounded with inane questions and taunts. He honestly questioned the importance of coming here at all, only to remind himself that this was a time honored tradition, one he hadn't been apart of till now.

Letting out a small sigh, Jonathan gripped his hand around the walking cane in it's grasp, he almost forgot it was there; The Wicker Bane, both his weapon and a actual cane from time to time. He stifled a small laugh at the thought, he definitely didn't want to seem more out of place then he already did.

One of the biggest festivals ever, and I only have a cane as a companion...

Letting his face fall into a contemplative grimace, he continued to walk aimlessly through the streets, hoping to distract his myriad thoughts with the festive distractions offered before him.