Welcome to Gaia! ::

Tucked in one of the many rooms open to the guests of the ball, is a large room. The walls are lined with cases and hung with weapons. From this center room branch four doors, the one through which you entered, and three which lead into other rooms. Glimpses through the open portals, show more rooms similarly furnished, though the weapons hanging on the wall are quite different. To the right of the door sits an attendent, ready to assist.

This first room, where you currently stand, contains the weapons of the Saviors, the ones destined to redeem Myria. Some are real, others are expert illusions made so that the weapons could be seen though their weilder chose not to place them on display.
In a place of honor, front and center so that they are seen first when one enters, hangs a Katana and a Staff, both old and showing centuries of use and care. The card beside them tells of the life of their weilder, Redford Opal Oakenshield, or Mr. Panda. In the passage, it honors him as a powerful Myrian who passed away in recent days, leaving the Saviors bereft of one of their most talented and demanding teachers.

Inside the glass cases beneath this tribute and all along this wall, lie swords, daggers, knives, and throwing stars. These cases contain Light Savior Arin Fenway's steel broadsword, a magical mirror beloning to Narutomo, Savior of Color, Jekk Enjens dagger and antique sword, fitting to his place as Master of Past.
These cases also hold the Katana and daggers of Mika, the Fire Savior, the magic cards of Lina, the Savior of Emotions. Savior Alexa of Water's sword rests far from Mika's blade, it's wave-like patterns showing well in the light. Near Jekk's blades, lies a single knife belonging to the Savior with power over the Future, Adam. These cases contain, also, the sword and daggers of Allay, the Space savior,

Hanging on the walls to the right and left is a slender, light blue staff whose label declares it to be an imitation of Lady Kikuka's weapon. Beside it is a smaller staff, belonging to the five-year-old sister of Arin, Aisha, who is the Savior of Time. With these staves is a Naginata, or glaive, belonging to the Savior of Music, Jasae Bushae, a muse The scythe of Raven, the Darkness Savior, and the warhammer of the Savior of Gravity, Jacob Foster also grace these walls.

In other cases along the far wall, rest bows. Here lay the large bow and quiver of Jade, the Shadow Savior, and the Wind Savior Ariko's archery set.

The thrid wall contains the wepons of those Saviors that bear more than one kind of weapon. Here resides Earth Savior Ivy's bow and silver daggers, and the infamous sword of Aren Hood, Nightmare, and her equally infamous bow, Illusion. The card beside them, to many's relief, reads that these are illusions as are most of the weapons here.

.......and promptly got pounced on by the attendent by the door.

To appearances, she was there to help any guest that might wander in, which she was, but she was also there to make sure the few weapons on display that had homicidal tendencies and couldn't be carried about.
"Kill him after the ball," the petite woman ordered. "If you keep making trouble," She grinned wickedly under vivid green hair, "Then I'll have to make some trouble back."
Aren had picked this woman specifically for her talents, among which were a very useful binding spell, and another bit of magic that could put Nightmare and Illusion to sleep for whole day- round the clock, 24-hours kind of thing. It also helped that she was perky, strong, and capable.

She reached over and grabbed the handle of the pole arm, Aren's Anti-Possession gloves on.
"To many weapons," Aren said when she gave them to the attendent, "Have minds of their own and no problems aquiring bodies of their own- or that they can borrow for an undefined period of time."

"None of that, now." She ordered, amused, pulling the blade into her hands. She'd handled a number of tricky sentients. This Naginata wasn't going to get the best of her. Not today.

the naginata desprate for an escape plan got an idea "look behind you! nightmare and illusion have posesed jekk!!!!!"

"Err- Cake cutting knives?" She wrestled the blade down and glared at it. "Do I really have to bind you?!" She demanded, exasperated. "No- a Wakazashi from the 16th century Japan display might work. Or one of your own daggers. But we don't have any cake-cutting knive, specifically for cake-cutting."
A tall male with dark hair stuck his head in, shadowy eyes glinting. "You'd better quit trying to use me to get out of a sticky situation," He ordered, apparently addressing the Glaive, before walking off.

"Got that." She didn't relax her grip on the glaive one bit. "If you move my stool, there's a little cupboard thing with rust remover in it." She looked at him odly for a minute, standing by the Murderous naginata's rack. "Although if you'll pardon my asking, sir, why do you need rust remover?"

"No, thank you. If he keeps acting up I'll just put him to sleep."
After a brief silence during which she glared at the naginata, she added,
"And call Nightmare over. I know he's bored, being stuck with nothing to do. Since Aren isn't coming, he has to stick to his minor tricks." The attendant grinned wickedly. "I think he might find this nuisance to be of great interest."

"I could splinter you, if you insist," The attendent offered, all sincerity. Her eyes danced wickedly under vivid hair. "Believe me, it would be my pleasure."