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The Masquerade
It is a time of great celebration.
The aging King has finally sired an heir (albeit upon his Mistress) and with the already reclusive Queen retiring to their country estate, her face long faded from the minds of the people, celebrations have begun in earnest.
The Topsy Turvy festival is underway, the beginning of a month long series of festivities which will culminate on the night of the Grand Ball.
The citizenry clock to the revelry, all their inhibitions drowned under the guise of taking on new roles for but a single night, prepared to mingle rich and common in the glorious light of His Majesty's great triumph.
Yet a taint spreads through the masses as unusual incidents begin to occur.. A shadow spreads itself ever outward from the source of the joy, spiraling faster and faster...