Stairway to heaven: Secret Summit
 

"Everyone settle down settle down now! Its time for the toasting to the Health of the Govenor of Cathay this year Marcius! He is" The Govenor whispers something to the master of ceremonies..." Umm 40 years old! Three cheers and long life!" Everyone cheers for the jolly old man who is clearly not 40. Then he gets up. "I am very glad you all came tonight please make yourself at home get to know each other and mingle we need to try to get over the loss of our great emperor but fortunetly we have a search party who will take care of this matter. I will be meeting with them soon to arrange this matter but until then, relax and have fun! Oh and thank you for all the gifts I really appretiate them. All 52 of them."

OOC know is a time to get to know each other and for information Magus was the toaster. The Nobles name is Marcius Eviticus...

Koji was leaning on a wall, not feeling like chatting with anyone. Marcius may have hired him the most out of anyone who did, but he never expected to be invited to a party, especially one of this caliber. He just hoped it would end soon.

Antaeus merely raised an eyebrow at this. He had always despised formalities like this, the bowing and scraping in a show of mock respect to those who took it for granted.

This society of ours is corrupted, he mused.

Yet you still play their games, the cynic in him counterpointed.

That may be, but a log floating in water is no less solid than when it was still a tree.

After making the necessary noises, he looked around, seeing if anyone he knew was present.

As it turned out, there were.

Janus hobbled over to Anteaus grinning brightly, and adjusted his floppy wizard hat. "Don't you just love parties! Yes yes, especially birthday parties... so nice to know the governer has survived another year... You know, I know a wonderful spell for birthday parties. Now how did it go... wonderful fireworks! Wonderful..."

Janus then went on to begin describing the components to a fireball spell in vivid detail. "Oh yes, the last time I cast that spell there were streamers and noise makers...."

"Ah, Janus. It has been a while."

He looked the old man over. From his decrepit dressing and wild-eyed look, one would hardly have guessed that he was a wild mage - no, a wild mage master. Many of that art's practitioners had disappeared or died over the years because of their lack of discipline or power. Janus, it would seem, possessed an excess of both, and Antaeus respected him for it, however much he may have disliked the man's other habits.

He listened as Janus began babbling about a fireball spell. At least, he thought, there's someone worth listening to at this party.

Scaele leaned against the wall, keeping out of sight. She didn't feel comfortable at a big social gathering like this, too many nobels who would look down their noses at her. <Well, the nobels will just have to deal with having a Vilao here.> She thought, glancing around the room, taking note of everyone in the room.

Alyan stood on a higher part of the building then the rest of the guest, talking the Reals and Dupues that were invited. Taking a quick glance back, Alyan looked at the lower creatures and humphed, then turned back to the Reals. Why did the old man have to invite so many peasants?

John just stood quietly against a wall. He wasn't used to huge crowds like this, so he tried not to stick out. "Happy birthday to the governer," he said quietly.
"Kupo," nodded Henry in agreement from his perch on John's shoulder.

"Janus! I cannot belive your here!" Marcius puts his hand on his sholder "Still got that jar opener? One of my presents is in a jar and I cannot seem to open it and I'd like to scare the crap out of some of these nit wits that I don't know how they got on the invatation list." He says taking him aside "Also after the party the meeting is in the main library in a secret room, the way to get in is by the book Reiki's story..." He brings him more towards the front "So how about that jar can you think you can do it?" He says quite merrily.

OOC think of him as John Rhys Davis when he was Sala.

Janus grins merrily and nods reaching into his cloaks. "Jars jars... I have just the thing for a jar!" As he pads his robes down his eyes unfocus and his voice becomes distant, "Now where... I know I had something for Jars... now what was it..." Within a few moments he pulls out a small bell and a wide grin spreads across his face. "Here it is!"