Well, at least the rude kiddos were apologising. Archie supposed that was something and it was the first step towards respecting their elders. But he was still eyeing the supposed sorcerer suspiciously. There was something funny going on here!
And too much arguing between the youngsters. It was giving him a headache! "Ah, right," he said slowly to the pretty young miss who reminded him of his granddaughter. Eliora. "A festival....?" He looked around at the campground. How did he get here again? And just what sort of festival was this? "You can call me Mr. Greer." It was important to use an old man's title and not assume first name basis. "But I really should get on my way home." Which way was that again, and why didn't he have his cane?
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