[Jurinjo]

Jurinjo wasn't much for socializing. Being among a crowd consisting of races not his own did nothing to make him more comfortable. If his friend were here right now he'd be urging him to stop being a wallflower and get to the dance floor. Wherever he was right now Jurinjo was sure it had to do with politics. It left a distasteful memory in his mouth.

A sudden outburst of a woman snapped his attention back to the present. Speaking of politics...that was the cousin of Queen Maesha wasn't it? Wishing to keep away from all the drama Jurinjo chose that moment to move from the column he was resting against to hide in a crowd of people. The young fellow picked up words from conversations he passed by and stored golden nuggets of information that could be useful later.