The festival of Beltide has just started today and everyone is out and about celebrating the feast day. The sun is shining and the streets are full of colour, decked in greenery, flower garlands, flags of guilds, lands and clans and streaming ribbons in the royal colours. The people too are just as colourful wearing their new clothes, strange masks and colourful hats.
Illusionists, fire-eaters and other magic users entertain the crowds. Bards wander in and out of inns plying their craft while the younger ones sit at street corners singing the more popular ballads and folk tales.
The merchants are out in their numbers, as this is the main time in the bright half of the year for trade. People have come from far and wide to buy and sell, form contracts and settle old debts. New allegiances are being formed and this week always brings new treads to the weave.
The castle must be nearly deserted you think by the number of nobles, servants and guards wandering the city. Some have obviously some to sample the wares the poorer parts of the city has to offer, others keep to the better fresher smelling parts where some plays have started and the martial displays in honour of Heironeous are on.
Strange scents, chants and noises have been coming from most of the temples today. This is a major day in most of the many religions of the city of Tol. You have quietly thought if this might be the reason why it is considered unlucky to sleep alone tonight. The red priest?s celebrate today too.
In short everyone and anyone is in the city today and more stream in and out during the holy week.