Costume Parade [The room goes dark for an instant as the last of the parade leaves the grand staircase. The sound of birds - crows - can be heard throughout the area as the rustle of wings converges, momentarily drowned out by a whump of displaced air... and then, a lilting, sweet laugh. The lights return - they were never snuffed, merely dampened - and a figure can be seen at the top of the stairs, wearing a very distinctive mask.
Although the white hair might be a giveaway, this figure is otherwise unrecognizable - particularly as she isn't even the same gender as Soma, and that mask obscures her face really well. She seems to float down the stairs instead of walking, though her feet can in fact be made out. What can be seen of her skin is pale as the grave.]
Dancing [At no point during the evening will Soma remove that mask. Not unless a very good reason presents itself. So unless someone happens to be in on the joke, 'she' will be making the rounds of the dance floor indiscriminately. She's only there for fun, after all - this is an experiment in magic just for the sake of having a good time, free of restriction. So she'll be putting her abilities to good use - whether joining the chorus in enchanting song with the voice of a Siren, dancing on air with the aid of Medusa Head, or any of a number of other odd feats.
The Witch of Crows is among you, Genessians. Court her at your peril.]
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[The room goes dark for an instant as the last of the parade leaves the grand staircase. The sound of birds - crows - can be heard throughout the area as the rustle of wings converges, momentarily drowned out by a whump of displaced air... and then, a lilting, sweet laugh. The lights return - they were never snuffed, merely dampened - and a figure can be seen at the top of the stairs, wearing a very distinctive mask.
Although the white hair might be a giveaway, this figure is otherwise unrecognizable - particularly as she isn't even the same gender as Soma, and that mask obscures her face really well. She seems to float down the stairs instead of walking, though her feet can in fact be made out. What can be seen of her skin is pale as the grave.]
Dancing
[At no point during the evening will Soma remove that mask. Not unless a very good reason presents itself. So unless someone happens to be in on the joke, 'she' will be making the rounds of the dance floor indiscriminately. She's only there for fun, after all - this is an experiment in magic just for the sake of having a good time, free of restriction. So she'll be putting her abilities to good use - whether joining the chorus in enchanting song with the voice of a Siren, dancing on air with the aid of Medusa Head, or any of a number of other odd feats.
The Witch of Crows is among you, Genessians. Court her at your peril.]