[center][h3]Max Fuchs[/h3][/center]
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Max was regretting his decision to attend. He tugged at the polymer mask on his face.[i]Childish tricks[/i] he thought. A hose tucked in his sleeve had 'conjured' the mask. It had taken Max ten hours to design and craft the thing from a weird polymer he had discovered in his travels. Of course he had always planned to attend the masquerade, it was just more fun to yell at his birds, but it was a dreadfully dull affair as of yet. Maybe he should antagonize the thief...Max began stepping towards the banquet table only to be approached by a studious looking gentleman. 

[color=yellow]"Some party this is eh?"[/color] said the man. 

[i]Don't I know him?[/i] thought Max, extending his hand in greeting. "Quite the party," said Max smiling behind his mask. He realized his gargoyle visage was smiling as well and this made the real Max smile even wider. 

 "Max Fuchs. How do you do? Let's get a drink!"