Fai D. Flourite

*Fai strolls through the stalls of the festival, smiling softly at the various games and foods on display. One thing he will always love about their journey is the diversity of the worlds they visit. He pauses at a dango stand, rubbing his chin thoughtfully when he spots you milling around, a familiar feather hanging from a chain at your belt. He grins and strolls towards you.* “That is a rather lovely belt ornament, my dear. I would love the know where you got it.”