[Belethfacwen]

A yellow taxicab pulled up to the red carpet, which contrary to the start of the party, was now not so congested with party-goers entering. No one took much notice of the plain-looking vehichle that pulled up.

Beleth tossed the driver a few crumpled bills from her black pocketbook before opening the door and gracefully stepping out, despite her ungainly-looking long limbs and delicate shoes she had about her feet. She tossed her deep, wine-red hair behind her shoulder, halfway hoping that that and the unaccustomed cosmetics applied to her face for this special occasion were still in place, though not caring much if they were not.

She was excited. This would finally be her chance to meet some of those seemingly godlike people who lived in this area, and behold their much talked-about beauty and intelligence. Perhaps, if her slightly shy self dared, even introduce herself to some of them?

She smiled as she made her way through the crowd, again, looking surprisingly graceful for her gangly-looking self as she dodged collisions with other party-goers, something inevitable in this crowded hall. She was eagerly looking forward to this celebration and considerably awed by the sheer spectacle of the hall itself and the people currently in it.