Tressa's always had a sense of adventure, fueled by her boundless curiosity. She's been to almost every corner of the continent in her homeworld, and even when arriving here so long ago, she desired to learn more about this new world, scary as it might be. So a festival focusing on the cultures of the homes of the other otherworlders? It seemed right up her ally.

Upon entering the tent, the young merchants eyes had lit up as she let out a small gasp, standing there in shock for a moment to take everything in. There was so much to read and examine, it felt like it would take an eternity just to see it all!

Although, one thing in particular caught her eye, past all the displays of armor and other various items, which was the sheet music Corrin had set out. Sadly, she had no idea how to actually read it, but she could sense something from it.

"Huh, what's this?"