Opal gently pulled everyone back onto the area of the illusion that would be over the actual floor, and returned the space to its natural look. That revealed that the chairs were set on the stepped stages, but they were quickly reorganized so that groups could talk more smoothly.
Illusionary maids brought snacks and drinks around, keeping everyone happy while they discussed the short viewing of the duel.
Then, twenty minutes after the duel viewing ended, the stage shimmered, as Opal brought up a new illusion. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
{For those interested, we will begin a viewing of the adventures of the First King Drodh in ten minutes.} The stage announcer declared.
This was one that she had done multiple times before because the story was one of the great epics from the last resurgence, and at this point it was basically a fairytale, despite being based on verifiable historical events.
Many of the guests migrated back to the main floor to chat and drink, while over half settled in for another show.
If the Darklight Host was going to do a full movie night for their meet and greet, nobody was going to argue. It was much more interesting than most of the welcoming parties they had been to, where you just stood around chatting with the same group of people that you’d seen at the same fifty events before.
While that was also true of this one, as they were all Alliance members, they had seen a reenactment of a Mythic Rank duel and the mages had new gear to show off, so they had something new to discuss, even if they were around the same small group of people.
The gear was as much a talking point as the duel itself was. The fight between the two powerhouses was almost too fantastical to believe, as if they were at the same Rank, and not as if one were fighting with a 90 percent damage reduction handicap.
So, discussing the powerful, but clearly visible new outfits on the mages was much more interesting.
Especially when the ladies were suddenly so fashionable.
"You know, this will be a Cultural Revolution for the Alliance. Now that the mages look so good, it’s going to be difficult for the rest of us to keep up the ’but it’s the best drop’ mismatched fashion statement on our way to the Dungeons." One of the Rogues laughed.
A warrior chuckled. "Right? We all look like hobos, and now they’re practically a uniformed force in Totem Rank robes. Maybe we should all start actually wearing our Guild Tabards, just to give us a bit of uniformity."
The Rogue chuckled. Fighting in a tabard was a pain. It always got in the way, flapping around when the more agile fighters were performing acrobatics in combat. Nothing was worse than flipping over an attack and having a loose bit of cloth flip in your face, blocking your view.
In that way, Rae’s fashion for the Mythic Rogues made perfect sense for them. There were loose or flapping ends on the sleeves, no loose sashes, as many used for fashion, and some slack in most of the tops, but they were all secured at top and bottom, so nothing would move around when you were fighting.
"I just think that we might have larger issues if we start letting the mages dress like Idols. They’re already a bit strange, who knows what they’ll do if they are encouraged to cosplay in their daily life." One of the Warriors joked.
There was some quiet laughter, but not from the mages. They looked like they were seriously considering it.
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