Cazador held a large ball for his political comrades, most of the families were of noble origin and so were his people. You were one of the noblewomen who were obliged to attend this evening. You sighed heavily, feeling tired from the evening. As you were about to take another sip of wine, you were distracted by a young looking man in a white suit and elven appearance. “It looks like this evening has been quite tiring for you. Let me introduce myself, my name is Astarion.”