At the ballroom,the girl who took Night Steel by the wrist,was busy looking for someone.Suddenly,she spotted two figures who were apparently familiar to her in the musician's alcove.She then switched her grip.
"What gives?" Night Steel thought to himself.
"You're not my prisoner," she said,as though she knew what was on his mind."i just want to keep track of you.It's so easy to get lost here.If I keep holding your wrist,people will get the wrong idea.This way,people will think you're my escort." Night Steel had to admit to himself that she had a point,and decided to go along with her. "Zakiyah's back!"She excalimed."She's a Lorekeeper.If anyone knows why you're here,it'll be her.Let's go ask her."The two then went to the red headed maiden his companion called Zakiyah. With as much courage as he could muster,Night Steel began to speak to Zakiyah. "You may call me Night Steel.As you can tell by this outfit,I'm supposed to be a ninja.If this is indeed the realm from the Dungeons and Dragons cartoon,then,unless I'm mistaken,I must be here to join you and your friend here who,by the way,hasn't given me her name yet.For some reason,I was given not one,but rather two weapons,three if you count this pouch full of powder which I used to create smoke which helped get away from a bunch . . .well,I guess they were orcs even though I didn't know that at the time.As for the other two weapons,I've got a nunchaku and several throwing stars.As for why I'm not wearing a mask,I didn't care much for it,so I threw it away." "Perhaps,but what is a costume ball without a mask?" Night Steel turned recoginzing a rather familiar voice.It was the little man he had seen in the gardens,whom he now recognized as Dungeon Master,and he was holding the black hood Night Steel thought he had tossed away. "Oh,all right,I'll wear it just for this ball,but after that,it's gone." "As you wish,Ninja." So saying,Night Steel pulled the hood over his head.
