Equinox Ball - Introduction

The Equinox Ball, one of the foremost events in the long history of Baldur's Gate, started off with a flourish. At precisely 5:49 the grand parade set forth from the harbor and made its way through the city. Although sad and tame by historic standards the grand parade still included the marshaling of the nobility, the merchant princes, and the other variety of guilds, collectives, artisans, and other such people who wished to bang drums, cymbals, and cry havoc.
It took thirty minutes to wander through the streets, in part because the historic parade route past the temple had been abandoned ever since the catacombs underneath had become a warren for the various syndicates.

 Beranhond, wearing a splendid white doublet with a blue cape followed closely behind the city council. He had been forced to join the council for the parade, much to his chagrin, and along the parade route many of the townsfolk spotted him and called out to their friends.
"Ah, the prophet, he returns!"
"Last time he came he brought a Tormish army that faltered and is now mostly zombies, what hope does he bring this time?"
"He healed the many!"
"He his a bringer of death."
Some of them called out his name others mocked him. Yet, he marched on, trying not to show his unease at the situation.
"It's a good thing Evelaen managed to skip the parade. Well, maybe. Eh, it's really that I'm mostly just jealous." He thought to himself as they marched along.

Finally, with all the pomp and splendor it stopped in front of the L'aeis de Sro, a large multiroomed pavilion made of numerous glass sheets bound together with iron. The interior of the pavilion was really boring stone work, but once a year the glassblowers competed to replace the broken sheets of glass that comprised the exterior. Large limelight were rigged to shine lights across the glass and create an intense brightness that helped illuminate the interiors.

At this point the parade split into two parties with the lower classes finding their way to the less costly, but in their minds infinitely more entertaining fest, while the upper class made their way to the ball. The council, merchants, remaining priests, and other important figures entered first, followed by the other party guests who arrived on their own schedule.

 The entrance to the ball was guarded by two richly dressed guardsmen carrying large, unwieldy, halberds that they were supposed to use to block those not invited. Naturally, this meant that the two guards held tightly to them and hopped against hope that they didn't collapse on them.
"Well done men." Beranhond said as he approached. From the shadows Evelaen stepped out wearing a flowing red dress, with a large silvery necklace.
"Hmmm, we clash a bit." He mentioned as he took her arm looking up and down her a bit possively before quickly looking back up.
She laughed. "No, red and white go splendidly together. That blue doesn't quite work, but it'll do for now."
They walked past the guards and into the ballroom Beranhond looking for a drink before having to hobknob with the council for much of the evening.

Alright folks. At this point I just want you to make your entrance and find yourself in the entry space before the opening speech starts. Feel free to add details as you like - the pavilion is designed after the Crystal Palace of industrial England, so feel free to use that as a model. Don't leave the entry room yet as after the formal speech I'll create different posts for each space in which you can wander and interact!