[The morning had started out with an invitation to a masquerade that was to be held that evening. Along with the invitation, clothes and a mask had also been provided. Perhaps you planned on actually attending, perhaps you pushed the thought to the back of you mind. Either way, by choice or compulsion, you're in the ballroom now in the clothing and mask that had been provided.

 The room you just walked into has a rather elegant, formal atmosphere. It's lined with columns, and there are two winding staircases that lead to an upper floor, their railings accented with what appears to be gold. Around the edges of the room are small, but comfortable-looking couches for those who want to rest, as well as a table with a punch bowl and other refreshments. The music playing is continuous, switching from one song to the next fluidly.

Stick around for a while. Mingle. Enjoy the party.]