[Reyoki]

Reyoki sighed as she leaned against a wall. She couldn't fathom how in the world she'd gotten an invitation to the Grand Masquerade, but she hadn't been about to look a gift horse in the mouth when the invitation arrived.

Gazing about the ballroom, she couldn't help but wonder how anyone could enjoy such an oppressing, stuffy atmosphere. She could hear chatting and laughter from all sides, but it didn't sound quite jovial to the well-dressed Acro.

She glanced about a nearby refreshment table and thought to herself, "Why did I even come to this ball? Sure, it was nice to dress up for once, but I knew I wouldn't enjoy being here in the least." She picked up a flute of champagne from the table and returned to standing next to the wall. She felt so out of place among such finery with her simple dress.