Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20161012162320/@comment-28358106-20161021175723

Dee speaks up. "That'd otherwise be true, but we're licensed for this performance every year for the fall celebration.  Speaking of which, looks like it's about to start!"

The lights of the room dim and a spotlight highlights a treasure chest on the stage. The pit orchestra strikes up some music. At the peak of the song, out of the chest pops a mimic, who smiles an bows to the cheering crowd as confetti and magic sparkles rain down on the spectators.

"Good evening, ladies, gentlemen, and undecided, and hopefuls!" The crowd laughs at her joke.

"Welcome one and all to the seventieth annual Keystone Music Festival! I am your host, Vivi!  As you very well know, this is a special occasion, as it is the seventieth anniversary of our musical tradition here in Whitemarch, made possible by the benevolence of our beloved Regent, Lady Grey, or as some call her, the Gray Lady!" More laughter and aplplause.

"I won't keep you in suspense. Just know that our lineup this year is spectacular.  And, as you are also aware, this will be magically enhanced music.  As such, we feel the need to point out that all minors in the audience must be accompanied by a responsible adult."

"So much for that, then," Aegis smirks at Aabi.

Vivi continues. "Our first act tonight comes to us from the far deserts of the east. Accross the painted dunes of the Alakahi desert, from the blue shores of the Sujema Oasis.  Please give a warm, Whitemarch welcome to the string stroker extraordinaire, the esteemed Gandharva, Saphirra Salome!"

The spotlight pops from Vivi to a beautiful, reclining Gandharva, seated upon pillows and holding a Lyre. The roar of applause continues for some time.

"Thank you, everyone! Thank you," she says, her voice gentle. "This first one is for you, the people of Whitemarch, who have shown the world for seventy years the meaning of beauty, grace, and brotherly peace."

She begins to play...