Arrivals at the Entry Hall (Lioncourt's Coronation Party)

[kaolinandbone]

The entry hall of Lioncourt's castle is a vast, gothic thing, with deep burgundy tapestries on the walls and matching carpet underfoot. The precisely-fitted masonry has been polished within an inch of its life, the dark stone gleaming sullenly in the insistently cheery light of the newly-installed electric lamps.

Within the high arches of the surrounding baulaustrades, two women intone the same spell, matching each other's cadence: A pale girl, looking little older than a child, and a tall, red-haired woman with serious slate-grey eyes.

As the last syllable fades, twin portals shimmer into existence: the first multiversal party in the Many Worlds is officially underway!

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[intricate_engineer]

"Oh, sorry. It's nice to meet you. I'm Glen."
She gives a slight, awkward bow.

[kaolinandbone]

"You'd know me as Lioncourt from the forums, but in this world I'm the Lady Isabella Katarina Markova Lioncourt Tepes. That, however, is a tremendous mouthful, so I'm comfortable with being called simply Lioncourt, Ms. Lioncourt, or, if you desire to be particularly courtly, Lady Lioncourt. But I digress: In exchange for my hospitality for the duration of the party, and safe passage home, will you swear a magically binding oath to harm none while you are here, and to not venture outside the castle grounds so as to prevent multiversal incident?"

[intricate_engineer]

"I swear."

[kaolinandbone]

"Thank you. Now, please enjoy yourself: Tea is being served in the gardens at the moment."

[midst_of_threads]

"I will! Thanks for letting me come."

Glen wanders off to explore.