Once again the Fountain Palace had been exquisitely decorated with shimmering lights, freshly cut flora, all varieties of the finest food and wine, all in preparation for the guests that would be in attendance this evening. Invitations had been sent out months in advance; welcoming past guests and encouraging potential new acquaintances to make an appearance at the Hapes Consortium's Annual Marauders' Masquerade. The night would be filled with laughter, love, desire and romance. And as one could expect from the Hapans, it would be an evening to remember.
Under the watchful eyes of Fel'da Ston, the preparations had been made and only once everything was perfect had the band stuck up a tune on his command. Impeccably dressed men and women stood carrying polished silver platters of entrees and glasses of sparkling wines, awaiting the arriving guests as they began to spill in from the courtyard through the grand double doors. It was at these doors any weapons had been confiscated by the sharply dressed security in an effort to prevent any conflicts arising, and anyone being injured.