Luthien was busy conversing with Linar when he decided to pursue the box containing the old man. Well that seems slightly more interesting than this party. She began walking towards the others when her father stepped in front of her. "And just where do you think you're going?" "Uh....there was a man I was talking to and he excused himself. And I was....ah....going to get him to come and....uh...dance with me." "A man? Well it's about time. Go ahead." He let her pass and she hurried off as best as she could without drawing any attention to herself.

Dahhn contiued to follow the box as quietly as he could.

OOC: Do we have to follow the box? I only am because I assumed we had to...

OOC: Morality and ethics...very odd to tangle with.

Johnathan paused...Linar was right. It did seem odd that some guy from out of nowhere would warn against magic when everyone else said it was beneficial. Also, Dark believed Linar would not want to steal the box, lest he prove he was like his father.

He ran up to Linar. "All right. I'm going with you. Who knows what the box, or what it contains, can do?"

Besides, I can keep tabs on Quil and the girl easier this way. I don't like the way Quil blew me off, and the girl is almost definetely a theif he thought.

He looked at the gate. "Ah...I think this will help. All covert guards were given keys to all the gates and doors."

Johnathan took out a key, put it in the gate, and opened it.

"Let's go, and find out what the creepy guy is on about." he said. "Name's Johnathan Dark, by the way."

"Thank you Jonathan." Linar edged in and noticed an ogre following the guy as well.

"Okay, who wants to ask him?"

OOC: You dn't have to follow the box.

Quil watched as Johnathan opened the door. He could feel an invisible force, almost pushing him to it. He quietly walked through the door and continued to follow the box.

Taran would have stopped following the box follewers, but nobles were very boring. So he continued to follow the box, taking a drink of cool, fresh spring water. From his hands.

OOC: That would be an upside, wouldn't it?

Taran turned to the rest of the box followers. "Anyone want a drink?"

OOC: I'm gonna' advance the plot next post, but I wanna' do it tommorrow, so could you guys let it fall for tonight? Brain too numb to deal with details.