And so, that evening all guests of the house were invited to the main Hall, where tables were set up with fine linen and silver.
Servants saw to the needs of the guests whn it came to clothing...
Ameristar had a long flowing black satin dress designed by Jean-Paul Benielli.
Raptor wore a dark grey suit designed by Salvatore Cesarani.
They eyed each other when they met in the Hall and smiled.
"You look.....I can´t find words..." stammered Raptor
"You look pretty nice yourself there, Winged Wonder." Ameristar glided into the Hall with a grace of one used to these surroundings.
Raptor on the other hand kept pulling his collar...did they really need these so tight?
The old neanderthal simply smiled ant thought;
"Young people...hehe."
"You can all sit down please. The aperetifs will be served at the table. We will have a few topics to discuss before the first corse is served." A man standing on a small scene in the middle of the tables, which had been set up to form a u-shape.
The small scene was equipped with a microphone and a large aquarium full of water.
As everyone got seated, the hoods on one side and the Futurists on the other, Ameristar and Raptor noticed that the middle table where they sat was apparently set for the leaders of the factions.
And so only five seats were available.
The leader of the Futurists looked at the peole sitting at the tables. About forty people were gathere here in fine clothing...including a dark haired man known only as The Giorgio. He smiled at Ameristar, who quickly averted her gaze.
"It is with great regret that I have to inform you all that this evening will not be business as usual.
As you all know, Tobias Cracken has been killed in this sacred place of trust and peace."
He cleared his throat...
I propose a toast to Tobias Cracken, Leader of the Hoods, who has proven to be a respectable foe over the years I have had the honor of knowing him."
Murmurs of agreement was heard from a few of the older Futurists.
"Allthough we have fought a war over the millennias past, we have to recognice the knowledge and wisdom he gave us. You Hoods have a title for him I never understood...Master Warper...?"
A few Hoods nodded their agreement.
"Well...I´m sure you will never give me the answer as to what that means...but hear this...Secrets are fine, as long as they serve a purpose. And the secret this evening that we have to find out...is...who killed Tobias Cracken?"
