You stand under the massive mesa, not far from the nearest pillar that holds the table aloft. You scan the room, trying to decide where to go to next.
As you're deciding, a slow thunder begins moving toward you. You feel it approaching, and then suddenly, it is upon you -- a mass of humanity sliding in and around on both sides of you. You cower as four titans slide into the booth you haven't completely vacated, so they can have a drink.
When the rush settles, you catch your breath and look around. The object you alight on first is a bare leg ringed by a fifteen-foot-long gold anklet. You follow it up to see its twin crossed above it, resting on its knee, swinging back and forth a dozen feet at a time.
You smile to yourself -- it's a nice view. You turn around to get your bearings, and see who else is here.
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