Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160721185731/@comment-26517142-20160722220946

As soon as Jeiel manages to get a foothold on things ( apologizing for the ruckus caused and fix damage) he beams at the group with new found confidence.

"Well everyone, I'm happy that all of you made it to the event. There are many old and new faces in the mix, and I am sure you'd all get  along. However, the ceremonies to be upheld tonight need your direct attention..Ozma?

(Ozma curtsies and steps forward) It has been tradition that the guests of the event wear these at the coronation..

Ozma snaps a lengthy finger and the guest's clothes revert to a single type: silken white with mithrandil down and fairy web weaved in perfect attunement. It seems to glisten under the midday sun.

"The clothing you wore upon arrival here is transformed in that way. Should we end the properfestivity, t will revert to normal.

"As for the ceremony proper, we ask.... the Overlord to minister. "

(To RK) Not. One. Word.

Ozma giggles to herself. "And lastly, we hope evryone won't make a go in ruining any of the planned undertakings. Please?

(Ozma's plea sounded forced and....  misgiving) If we have no problem, the rest of the staff will prepare for what's about to happen.

(People and Mamono return to arrange stuff and supply missing utensils and utilities. The guests find themselves needing to sit