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[Color=mediumpurple]Time:[/color] Late Afternoon
[Color=mediumpurple]Location:[/color] Roshmi Grand Hall
[Color=mediumpurple]Interaction:[/color] [@13org] Ayita
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[Color=mediumpurple]"Myra?"[/color] Darius was pretty sure he had just witnessed Myra's head briefly poke up over those on the dance floor while he moved to follow his second slip of paper. It slowly floated in the direction of his next dance partner. [Color=mediumpurple][i]She seemed fine. Maybe just checking up on me. I hope everyone is doing okay.[/i][/color] He did not expect to split off from his group so quickly. Even though it was unlikely for any rebels to act against his company, he couldn't help but worry a bit. Sure, Myra was an apex predator in the wilderness of Avalia, but where did she stand in the presence of a sea of masked strangers with hidden motives?

[color=9e0b0f]"Good evening, I'm Ayita. It's a pleasure to meet you."[/color] The female voice captured his attention from his thoughts. Her tone was polite, but there was hesitance. Like when one was afraid they might be saying the wrong phrase or word. His scarlet eyes looked upon the elven woman that looked as if she was wrapped by the beautiful star-filled night sky. He gave a welcoming smile.

[Color=mediumpurple]"It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Ayita. My name is Darius."[/color] He decided to go with a single bow this time around to make things easier before extending his hand out to Ayita. As he looked upon her, he keyed in on her appearance. More specifically her race. Azriel had said there were humans in attendance and that they would likely disguise themselves as elves. He couldn't help but wonder if this woman was by chance a human like himself.

[Color=mediumpurple]"And no, I'm not an elf. Nor am I from this land"[/color] Darius stated boldly. What the hell was he thinking?