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– Him? It seemed to me that even a small audience isn't to his taste, let alone a whole banquet. I dropped by his place not long ago, just today... thought maybe he'd want to draw... he did draw, no denying, beautifully, but I haven't heard that many insults directed at me since roughly my birth... but there's something to it! Mister Faineant is a truly self-sufficient man of art! – her good mood contributed to Camistella's friendliness.
Faineant Doln, besides providing his home-studio as the venue for the banquet, also served as the host of the event; it was his duty to introduce the guests to one another (those who might not be acquainted) and to keep everyone entertained.
- Don't ask me why I agreed to this. – He declared to the guests once all the invitees had gathered. – Otherwise you'll never see a peaceful night's sleep again. Eh. – And another "eh," but this time only in the artist's thoughts. – I hasten to disappoint you: Kisa Soraé refused to show her face to her many fans, both male and female; it seems the Lunar Diva's schedule is not suited to such events. Who knows, perhaps she already had a rendezvous planned with a scrym, or several at once?.. Be that as it may, almost all the invitees are already among us; the other two exceptions are the well-known, or almost well-known, Shiza Sadame and Britomarta Liss. What's on the former's mind I cannot know, and the latter cannot leave her post. – Spreading his hands, he heaved another heavy sigh. – Sooo. We'll have to make do without them. And so, allow me to introduce...
Faineant Doln then introduces the notable residents of Enlil, most of whom held no significance to the world and therefore possessed neither names nor even appearances.
- Rinette Gurianos, head of our wonderful guild of arts – a woman responsible for the fact that not everything is so gray and drab in our city, and in the country too. I'd like to make some sarcastic joke, but I fear I'd lose my head over it, so alas – I'll have to shut up and move on to the next name.
- Niska Banji, head of the local branch of the adventurer's guild. The one who'll fetch a kitten from a tree, soothe a little one – whether three years old or thirty – arrest a bandit, help an old lady cross the road, slay some monster – a one-eyed barcyconda, for instance – and overall a wonderful woman.
- Leticia Lono, owner of the "Symphony of Happiness." Precisely the thing I haven't experienced in quite a while.
- Drudge, owner of the "Good Manticora"... I have one question – what is that sofa you're currently sitting on?
- This? My servants delivered it from my personal furniture collection; a person of my caliber can't just sit on anything, can they? Ah, I suppose "my valued employees" is the more politically correct term these days?
- Yes, gentlemen, this is exactly how minor villains usually look in stories – the ones the protagonist is sure to defeat and bring down to earth. We just need to wait for his arrival.
- Hey! Villain is one thing, but why minor?!
- Tinaal Lodoss, eldest daughter of the head of everyone's beloved farming family, delighting us all with the tastiest milk, the most aromatic cheese, and other gourmet pleasures. I think many men wouldn't mind... Ah, well, never mind.
- General and Yuzed Gudsy... Again, concerned for my own well-being, I shall refrain from comments.
- And here we have... Camistella Lane. You know what, my tongue is tired and my imagination has run dry. Let the lady tell you about herself; I'm sure on that topic her vocabulary surpasses mine.