After a swift yet precise fitting session, the tailor assures them the garments will be ready within the hour. Alix and Draya take the opportunity to explore the nearby market, eventually returning to collect their attire.
Dressed in their newly acquired ensembles, they stand before a polished mirror. Alix adjusts the cuffs of his doublet, the silver embroidery catching the light. "We'll blend in seamlessly."
Draya smooths the fabric of her gown, the emerald hue accentuating her complexion. "Indeed, Your Majesty."
As evening descends upon Firion, the city lights shimmer in anticipation of the grand banquet. Alix and Draya, now attired to match the nobility, make their way toward the palace, ready to infiltrate the event and uncover the insights they seek.
With the aid of an item, Alix and Draya slip unnoticed into the grand palace. They navigate through opulent corridors toward the banquet hall.
