| *It's midnight and the party has just begun. You enter a crowded club, full of colorful people--races of all types intermingling in dance. To your immediate right is a stairway that seems to sparkle, leading up to the balcony level that is suited for sitting and enjoying the evening from afar. The main floor is nothing but wall-to-wall dancing. It's a few steps down so you are not thrown into the mix just yet. To your left is the bar also slightly elevated from the main floor. A band is playing on a stage built into the back wall. The sound is an odd mix of guitar and techno. A few young elves pass you and nodd, in half recognition as they head up the stairs. Making their way through the crowd on each step. The bartender is doing lively tricks with alcohol, she grins at the men who are over enthused about her. She is a purple-haired beauty, whose partner is a dark-haired man, and is topping off the drink she's making with a little bourbon and fire. The atmosphere is one to swallow you whole....***** |
