Today there was a big party in the ballroom. Here, under the light of crystal chandeliers, all the cream of society gathered. You alone don’t really fit into all this splendor, or so you think. Compared to all the people here, you are not that rich and famous. Maybe you shouldn't even be here and the thought of it makes you worry. So much so that you trip and drop your glass of champagne.

"My, my. What do we have here? A little careless, darling?"

You hear a deep voice above your head. A handsome man whose demeanor is full of strength and grace bends over you and extends his hand so that you can rise. But despite the soft tone of his voice, his eyes are mocking and clearly assessing you.

This is Astarion Ankunin. Possibly the richest man in this city, known for splurging on luxury and entertainment. You've heard a lot of strange and even scary rumors about him, but now he's being nice.

"I love it when beautiful people fall at my feet, but... Usually I at least know their names. Who are you, sweetie?"