"Well, I am sure how you could see how I would  get that impression."  Dominique replied grateful the encounter seemed well in hand.<br/><br/>"Agreed."  The Koldun followed quickly after his companion.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>Masked balls.  Dominique was convinced their sole design was directed at intrigue.  A Barathi masked ball was sure to be doubly so.  Still the mystery added to what would have been a boring assignment.  Their last mission involved a dock tavern the Koldun was sure would collapse on top of them at any minute.  And the ale?  No man's constitution was meant to bare such a burden.<br/><br/>The occasion did give Dominique the opportunity to don some of his finery.  Unfortunately for him, the Prince's exile had kept him busy on more important matters and his clothes were at least two seasons out of fashion.  Dominique was more than a little self conscious of the smiles and twitters directed at him.<br/><br/>While mingling as best he could, he searched through the crowd trying to locate their contact.  The information they had been given was vague at best.  Of course, if it were an easy thing, Dominique and his companion, Diego would not have been sent.  Dominique made his way closer to Diego.  The former pirate was the first to spot who they thought was their contact.<br/><br/>"I must admit, I did not see <strong>that </strong>coming."</em>