Setting
This is the wide-open dancefloor set into the middle of the cavernous interior of Club 47, surrounded by a bar at various intervals throughout. To the north is the main bar area, with lounging areas and vapor booths.
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Club 47 Main Floor
This is the wide-open dancefloor set into the middle of the cavernous interior of Club 47, surrounded by a bar at various intervals throughout. To the north is the main bar area, with lounging areas and vapor booths.
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Club 47 Main Floor is a part of 
Club 47 Entrance.
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Arroze Durkaw [230] Timid Troll Bronze Blood
Cedric Valentine [195]
Max Entwine [122]
Irahel [108] A lithe female troll, minion to the evil with Helyn.
Krurai Sorkis [44] Male Troll Olive-Blood, Prospit Dreamer, Light aspect
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Éclaire Hanley looked at her compact mirror once more, brushing some of her red hair out of her face. She looked sharp, and dignified.
Cedric Valentine notices Hanley enter the bar area. She certainly carried herself as someone important.
Cedric Valentine nodded politely, “Hello, looking for a drinking companion?” He motioned toward the seat next to him. “I was just about to order a bottle of,” he paused thinking, “well, something. Maybe something I can’t pronounce properly.”
Cedric Valentine nodded politely, “Hello, looking for a drinking companion?” He motioned toward the seat next to him. “I was just about to order a bottle of,” he paused thinking, “well, something. Maybe something I can’t pronounce properly.”
Éclaire Hanley shrugged. "I doubt this place does, but why not." She reached into her handbag, and pulled out a one thousand cubit bill, the symbol of the Aschen Empire clearly marked on the currency.
Cedric Valentine waved over a server “Tell me you have, what was it? Ambrosia?” He glanced at Hanley to gauge his pronunciation, “The lady has requested it specifically and I certainly wouldn’t want to disappoint.” The server thought for a moment. “I’m sorry, I’m not sure that we do, but I will check for you.”
/me just continued to pose as an impressive ice sculpture. Some of the guests here seemed like the sort that preferred that he be seen and not heard, anyway.
Éclaire Hanley shrugged. "So, I see at least people are a little more friendly, around here." Hanley said, crossing one leg over the other.
/me let himself lean back slightly, “oh, I’m not from around here. Heard about a new club and a party, decided to take a trip.” He turned and studied the bottle still on the table, “that’s, some sort of whiskey, if you’re so inclined.”