There was a massive summons in the land for all capable adventurers to come to a banquet held by the King. While the purpose of the banquet is not stated, each adventurer was told where to go and to present their invitations.

It wasn't until the adventurers got there that they realized their individual groups were not the only ones invited (not like the invitation said "haha I'm inviting everyone").

So the King's banquet hall is FILLED with adventurers from far and wide...

Among those present is a blonde angel wearing a brown coat over worn-out looking armor.

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Strapped to his back is a steel shield and shortbow.  On his belt is a longsword.  He looks to be relaxed and in a good mood.

"This many people, I get the feeling they're not planning on serving any of the good stuff."

  "Has anything hinted at such generosity even if the crowd was smaller?"  He was a man, a dragon man, you know rest of the song.

  Rhagr is as unsurprised at there being an Angel here as he is at them wondering where the booze is at.  This has as much to do with a frequently stoic mindest as anything.

A guard blows a horn. "Announcing her majesty! Princess Adrie Araylianna!"

And in the room steps Adrie. She walks to the head of the table and says, "My father sends his regards and thanks you all for coming. While he regrets to inform you that he could not make it to the banquet, he has entrusted you all to me. Please enjoy yourselves and eat! There is enough for everyone! And then we will get to business."

"Only implied," Nathan answers Rhagar.

He bows to the princess, figuring saying "Thank you" out loud over so many people would be pointless at best.  Then he sits to dig in.

"Royal banquets are known for having fine drink."

Glug.

"Well how 'bout that.  Good stuff!"

  Rhagar was more curious what business would involve so many, but the service quality is a pleasant surprise.

  "One less thing I may regret about this trip, then.  A lack of specifics makes me uneasy."

Enjoy the wine. For it shall be your last! ....j/k

As the angel and d-born look around at the massive crowd, they so MOSTLY the main races (human, elf, dwarf, halfling and so on), but there are a few non-standard also. Examples include some anthropomorphics, some monster races, and an unrecognizable race here or there.

Sitting to Rhagar's left is Nathaniel. Sitting to Rhagar's right is a giggling female gnoll wearing black leather and a black cloak. Sitting to Nathaniel's left is a blue-furred anthro dog wearing armor that has pulsing, glowing runes on it.

Across the way from the group is May.

The blue dog addresses Nathaniel, "Can't complain about the food or drink, but wish I knew why I was called here. Name's Hazel. And you are?"

Meanwhile, the giggling gnoll can't seem to stop herself from giggling and glances at Rhagar, pauses, than busts out laughing.

"We can rule out 'princess kidnapped by a dragon' at least," Nathan says with a wry smile.

He offers a handshake to the puppy.  "Nathaniel.  Paladin of light.  Nice to meet you too, Hazel."

He looks confused at the gnoll's outburst.  That's random even for a gnoll.  But on second thought, he can think of a reason or two to laugh at the seating arrangement.  So he just smiles at her.

"Nice to see we're having such a good time already."

He raises his glass to her and takes another drink.