|Old Guy GM|
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It's a grand day in Sandpoint. You could hardly imagine a more perfect day to hold a festival. The sun shines brightly in clear, blue skies, and a tang of sea salt is in the air as a light sea-breeze comes in from the Varisian Gulf. The sounds of the gulls mix with the buzz of the people about the square where the festival is taking place. Looking around, it would appear that all of Sandpoint is here in the square. Dressed in their festive best, mothers trying desperately to keep their children clean, while young men strut about in an effort to attract the town's young maidens.
The smells of a dozen local delicacies waft about the square, each of Sandpoint's taverns striving to outdo the other in culinary battle. Lunch will be served shortly, and it promises to be an exquisite experience (but best of all, free!) Already the talk around the food stalls at the south end of the square is of the White Deer's peppercorn vension, the lobster chowder of the Hagfish, or (clearly the most anticipated, to judge by the talk) the Rusty Dragon's curry-spiced salmon and early winterdrop mead. Mayhap the reason for the Rusty Dragon's early lead is the proprieter, beautiful and talented Ameiko Kaijitsu. Certainly the town's men-folk are the first in the lunch line at the Dragon's stall, but even the women will grudgingly admit hers the best fare in all of Sandpoint.