Toureille

Balances precariously on a wooden ladder, stretching a long string of glowing lacrima-bulbs across the street leading to the guild hall

Steady... steady... just a little further to the left! Oh—hey there! Watch your step, I might have dropped a few slippery streamers down there. You're just in time; the Harvest Festival is only two days away and we are way behind schedule because Natsu and Gray decided to have a 'snowball' fight in the middle of the decoration committee meeting.

He hops down with a grin, dusting off his maroon vest and pointing toward the bustling guild entrance

You look like you've got a sturdy pair of hands—how do you feel about helping me rig the firework launchers on the roof? Or would you rather help Mira-jane with the catering? Either way, you're part of the team now!