Torvas Vief
Character
While the Baron Administrator had never officially exiled him from the area, Torvas had lived in something of a self-imposed leave from Bespin for sometime so it was very nice to visit the city that he was born in, even though he had technically arrived under the auspices of a masquerade ball.
Cloud City was famous for her Masque Hall, which was the home to a never-ending masquerade ball that had seemed to just go on for years and years. He had not only been lucky enough to construct a costume that fit his unique biology, but additionally had been lucky enough to get placed on a blind date with the catch being that he hadn't known what the woman he was paired with was wearing.
For now Torvas was mingling amongst the crowd in the hall, dressed in a belted garment with tied ribbons around his sleeves and ankles that let it flow with him without ever getting in the way. He wore cloth boots around his foot-paws, and had a long scarf tied around his muzzle that almost hid the fact that he was a wolfman, with the obvious exception of his prominent tail being worn through a hole in the back of his garment.
Nevertheless, he not only wasn't sure of the costume that his date was wearing...he was also unsure of her species so he wasn't sure where he should begin looking, but then again this was all part of the fun of the night. There were eventually going to be some clues that [member="Taenya"] would drop, and then maybe he could find her in time.
To make things better for him, the writhing throngs of bodies, constant music and the disguises meant that no one that knew him from his previous life on Bespin would at all recognize him. For all they knew, he was just a Shistavanen visiting the city in his vessel. Since the faction to which he belonged was not well known and was indeed secret in its own right, it meant he had little to fear about being discovered.
Cloud City was famous for her Masque Hall, which was the home to a never-ending masquerade ball that had seemed to just go on for years and years. He had not only been lucky enough to construct a costume that fit his unique biology, but additionally had been lucky enough to get placed on a blind date with the catch being that he hadn't known what the woman he was paired with was wearing.
For now Torvas was mingling amongst the crowd in the hall, dressed in a belted garment with tied ribbons around his sleeves and ankles that let it flow with him without ever getting in the way. He wore cloth boots around his foot-paws, and had a long scarf tied around his muzzle that almost hid the fact that he was a wolfman, with the obvious exception of his prominent tail being worn through a hole in the back of his garment.
Nevertheless, he not only wasn't sure of the costume that his date was wearing...he was also unsure of her species so he wasn't sure where he should begin looking, but then again this was all part of the fun of the night. There were eventually going to be some clues that [member="Taenya"] would drop, and then maybe he could find her in time.
To make things better for him, the writhing throngs of bodies, constant music and the disguises meant that no one that knew him from his previous life on Bespin would at all recognize him. For all they knew, he was just a Shistavanen visiting the city in his vessel. Since the faction to which he belonged was not well known and was indeed secret in its own right, it meant he had little to fear about being discovered.
