Silver Phase arrives at the dance with a small group of friends, new and old. He's still getting used to being a good guy (he just followed his old friend Kalanyr into it) so although he is quite well dressed, and trying to be nice and polite, the 90th lvl vampiric kobold is visibly unnerved as he passes among so many powerful, good-aligned people.
He brought his old friends with him, Khelarque Stonechoke and Obmi, but also there with him is a group of new friends, acquired through the good endeavors of Kalanyr. There is Durgrim Dragonaxe - a mountain dwarf fighter, Kcyldyei Nightbreeze - a high elf archer, James Hale - a human druid, and James' fiancee -Lenaurae Layteliear, a half-celestial sorceror.
Silver looks to them for advice on how 'good' people act in social occasions, and he is quite surprised at how much they're able to relax here.
"Wow," he says to Lenaurae, "Khelarque and I could never relax this much in the underdark.
Lenaurae smiles down on the little kobold, her short black hair framing her face, "You're a worry, Silver. You and your Underdark buddies can enjoy yourselves here, but I'm afraid that while you're at the party you might find a drink of blood a bit hard to come by."
She smiled warmly at him, such a kind expression could melt the snow caps off the Crystalmists, or at least what was left of them. Silver appears to unwind to such a degree that he looks like a mass of rubber bands. He smiles back to Lenaurae as she turns to go and dance with James.
Durgrim and Kcyldyei sit at a table, upon which sits a mug of dwarven ale and some fine elven wine. They converse on some of the customs of their homelands, and drink to their content.
"Aye.........Tis a wonder as to why such a powerful force of evil would want to change their ways and side with our forces of good.........Aye," says Durgrim in his thick, heavy accent.
"Well, they might have seen the error of their ways perhaps," replies Kcyldyei.
Obmi sits at their table, clutching a mug in his fist. He takes a large swig then sneers at the other pair, "You know nothing. This change of ways was not my choice, nor was it anyone's, they're changing everyone with their 10th level magic. Soon I too will be a goodie-goodie, like the rest of the inhabitants of their kingdoms, I just remain with them because they take good care of me and you can bet they'll take good care of you as well. So sit tight and appreciate it while you can, Oerth doesn't have much longer to exist by my opinion."
And with that Obmi got up and left. Hurriedly, Khelarque pushes past him over to the slightly shocked Kcyldyei and Durgrim.
"Please, excuse Obmi, this change of paths in life is a bit much for him," he sits at the table with them and continues, "Believe me, everything is going to be well, there are preparations placed down and plans made so be assured that the forces of good will be victorious in this dilema."
And thus the dance continued, other tales being wove within it that the reader should view upon.