The air in the hall vibrated with joyous cacophony of merriment and the murmur of a thousand conversations. Silax navigated his way through the throng people with practiced ease, a mix of elves and humans.
It was easy to see the difference between both races. The elves were a head taller than the humans, and even though they were dressed for a party, they attires were not as flashy as what the humans wore.
The humans preferred items that signified and displayed the level of their wealth. Shining gold jewelry, decorated with sparkling gems.
He approached the table where a variety of food and drinks were set up. Starlight Canapés, Elderflower Fritters, Honey-Glazed Moonfruit Slices, Elven Wine, Honey Mead, Elderflower Wine, and many others.
He was about to pick something from the table to occupy himself with, when a voice boomed from afar. He turned around and spotted a familiar face across the room.