Billy tilted himself as he passed someone with a costume that was probably a bit too elaborate for a regular ren fair, then again he hadn't been around in medieval times so maybe people really did have leather dragon wings connected to their homemade fantasy armor. He wanted to point it out but- well someone putting that much time and passion into something was cool too and he couldn't knock that. He nodded at what Max said, he imagined any big event was stressful really. Then he glanced toward the fireman with a puzzled look.
“From the events and stuff or are people actually smuggling in their own swords?” it was hard to tell from his voice if it was skepticism or hopefulness.
Swords were cool. Sue him.
“From the events and stuff or are people actually smuggling in their own swords?” it was hard to tell from his voice if it was skepticism or hopefulness.
Swords were cool. Sue him.