"Ah, thank you. It is curious, isn't it?" Janaece laughed faintly. As a serving-girl passed, Janaece plucked a champagne flute form her silver tray, took a sip, and then offered to hand it to Mideala or lift it to her lips even. "I imagine very few of the folk of my home town would've heard of any particular other Plane, or even of Planes and portals at all. I know of Sigil mostly because I was once rescued - my first adventuring band had overestimated ourselves and been captured by darkest Sharrans, and all sacrificed save myself, and would have been too in a few minutes more - by another party more successful in their temple raid." Her face darkened momentarily behind the mask, then brightened again. "They were a motley bunch based on Sigil, and mostly from other Planes besides. As you might image, the rescue taught me to appreciate the variety of skills they brought to bear."<br/><br/>"If you'll permit a personal observation, your outfitting might, at least in places I've been, suggest you to be a wizard of some knowledge. Are you perhaps more deliberate a planar traveler then? Or is your guest-hood here more..incidental or accidental...too."