Aviendha makes a small, pleased noise, as she notices his features changing, kissing him tenderly. The other goddesses depart, though they do offer to join him for a little fun, at some point, soon, before departing. Over the next hour, a half-dozen more gods and high-end mortals proposition him as well; some tactfully, some less so. The party grows considerably louder at the arrival of the Norse pantheon, and several of the buffet tables transform into massive long-tables, covered in meats and strong beer, the barbarians settling down for a mighty feast. The announcer at the front door almost misses Gaknulak, one of the god of the kobold's entrance, as he very nearly snuck in, unseen. It is, however, almost ten minutes before he notices the arrival of the drow god of stealth, Vhaeraun.<br/><br/>He spots Ellistraee, like him, sitting by herself, off on the sides of the party, slowly enjoying a glass of wine, and, generally, looking a little bored.