The sounds of laughter and voices ran through the building, a growing crowd safe from Arkania's icy cold. Alcohol flowed freely amidst conversation, and cheerful music guided guests to a spacious dance floor, two by two. All through the hallways, creatures of every kind flocked--the different backgrounds of the many different guests were surely countless, but they were all dressed ready for a ball, hostilities forgotten for another time.
On the outside, it was every bit the respectable social affair it had been billed as.
The noble men and women of Arkania had organized a ball, just as they'd sold, just as they'd been asked to. And the fact that the idea hadn't been theirs originally, well--nobody knew, and frankly, nobody cared. There was no catch, just a slightly more full house than the guest list might have indicated. The night was never intended for politics. Only for entertainment, for the chance to forge new friendships amidst a good time.
Making friends simply had a tendency to come with considerable profits.
Not, of course, that it mattered.
Bars stocked with Arkania's finest drink, tables lined with rare dishes of every variety, the nobles smiled as they welcomed their guests. There was no catch- only the chance for a good time.
Edited by Evoros, 29 December 2017 - 05:38 PM.