Standing just over three feet tall, the workman is dressed in dingy leather protective gear. Alternating splotches of soot, dirt, and burn marks line his coveralls while bits of faded color peek out at the edges. A large sack sits open at his feet, and in hands he holds a ledger and a quill.
ASK WORK ABOUT FESTIVAL
- The workman simply looks around and shrugs. "We're back, again. Seems to happen real regular like. If you still have any parts you decided to hoard, I can give you some tickets for them."