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[color=7ea7d8]Time:[/color] Late Afternoon
[color=7ea7d8]Location:[/color] Roshmi Grand Hall
[color=7ea7d8]Interactions:[/color] [@Helo]-Bowyn [@Potter] Belle [@FunnyGuy] Umber

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Torvi followed Belle towards the table she had pointed out, but before she sat down she began to hear the stunned whispers. She turned to see what the commotion was about only to be greeted by the sight of a very beautiful fairy. She watched the woman and her companions enter, thinking there was something strangely familiar about them. She couldn't quite place it at first, however. It wasn't until Belle asked if she knew who the woman was that something clicked. Still, it was hard to know for sure with the mask. [Color=7ea7d8]"I haven't the slightest clue, but doesn't she and her companions look rather similar to the ones that were shown wanted the other day?"[/color] She asked curiously. If that were the case then perhaps they'd be ones they should talk to. If she remembered correctly, one of them in the sketch looked to be human. [Color=7ea7d8]"I'm glad to have your company as well."[/color] She'd told Belle with a grin.

Bowyn returned with three meads, even though Belle had asked for water. This made he'd wonder if everything was alright with him. She felt a bit guilty with dragging him into all of this and she began debating on telling him that he could leave if he wished. He'd helped her so much already, there was no reason he needed to endanger himself any further. She could surely find others here to help her, plus she now had Belle. Before she could say anything, however, Bowyn began explaining who the fairy was. So she was a princess? Did Aklenroth view her as a threat? That was most interesting. Bowyn then explained how the situation may be more dangerous than they anticipated. She opened her mouth to speak, to suggest that yes maybe they should leave just to be safe, but then the announcement that the dances were beginning happened. She felt a strange pull in a direction as one of her papers took form. Hers looked more bag like than butterfly, but that may have been her imagination. She found herself standing, but before she left she looked to her two friends. [Color=7ea7d8]"Please be careful you two. I'm not opposed to revisiting your suggestion of leaving after these dances tho."[/color] The last bit was directed towards Bowyn before she walked away, giving the woman approaching the winter fairy a friendly smile. Hopefully Bowyn would be on his best behavior.

She weaved her way through the crowd of people finding their partners, following her bat like paper until it stopped in front of an older elven man. It was the same man who had greeted them all as they came in. That must mean he was close to the host of this event. Perhaps this would be a good opportunity to learn more about said host. What was the motive behind the ball if there was one other than just to show off wealth. [Color=7ea7d8]"Well hello again, I believe the papers have spoken and we are to dance together."[/color] She said, smile on her face as she dipped down into a small curtsy.