Okay, this was definitely one of the stranger things that Pascal had experienced. Granted, as an Amarcian, she'd grown up with a lot of what most Elympians would consider pretty crazy, but this was a whole new level.

She remembered falling asleep at an inn in Strahta, but she'd woken up under a tree near some farmland. Considering that Strahta was about 90% desert, that was already pretty weird, but apparently there was a festival here, too! Not one to dawdle, Pascal will immediately set about exploring the various stalls and lanes, with a look of childlike curiosity on her face.

What really catches her eye, though, are the people. They look to be a kind of shapeshifters, coming in various shapes and sizes. They seem to be saying something about a foreigner as she passes by, but she's too enthralled taking in the new scenery to pay it any mind.

Of course, the people can only hold her attention for so long, and eventually a stand selling candied bananas catches her eye. She rushes up, only to realize that she doesn't have whatever currency this place uses on her. Whatever, still worth a shot.

"Hey, ya wouldn't happen to take glad, would ya?"

When met with the expected 'no', her expression drops noticeably. Someone help a poor girl out?