The Masquerade: In The Bar

who: everyone!
where: Babylon
when: early evening through the wee hours tomorrow

The bar was decorated all in deep reds and blacks, a striped pattern adorning the walls and it was set up like a slightly scary, old world circuls tent inside. The jukebox was playing, and each table held an old-world style bottle of something, the cost of everything together being a little mind bending. At the bar, even absinthe is being served. Ambient noise can be heard in the shadows, the roars of lions, the cracks of whips. The call of old circus barkers, telling people to step right up.

There's a hell of a lot that's coming free tonight in Babylon's bar, and everything paid for is cheaper than usual.