INT. GROUP ROOM AT A NICE RESTAURANT
Several folks already seated at a large, questionably shaped table: VARDAMAN, RAHAH, KERRIS, ILYANATA, CORALINE, and SHERANDRIS. Vardaman is nursing a mug of shalott, and Sherandris is perusing an upside down menu.
A few look up and smile as ARSTEN and CORN approach. Arsten picks a seat at random and sits, Corn hesitates before sitting next to him.
Some folks chatter. Arsten tries to unfold his napkin and winds up with a knot in his hands. Corn fidgets uncomfortably. A WAITER materialises behind them.
CORALINE
(indicating Corn)
Root beer for him, pinch of zest.
The waiter nods and disappears.
RAHAH
Who are we still waiting on?
A newcomer, KYRULE, emerges from a shadow and sits.
Coraline eyes Vardaman for a moment, then flags the waiter over when he appears to bring Corn his root beer.
Corn sniffs the root beer and takes a sip.
ARSTEN
It's alright, you know. At least I think it is.
A winged woman, MYRR, appears out of nowhere behind the last empty seat and almost falls on the table, interrupting him.
MYRR
I am sorry.
(she seems to be having some trouble balancing herself and trying to fight the chair)
It seems my wing has caught in this chair. A moment, if you please.
Vardaman snorts and downs his shalott.
Corn stares at her dumbfounded. Kyrule moves as if to speak, but Rahah beats him to it.
RAHAH
Perhaps we should all introduce ourselves first.
(she stops to think for a moment)
I am Eapherod, lord of dreams, blah blah blah nobody cares you should all just call me Rahah. Yes.
(she coughs toward her right for the next guy to continue)
KERRIS
I'm Kerris of Attrel. Mercenary for hire.
(he pauses as though thinking carefully)
Hi?
There's a pause before Corn realises he's next.
CORN
(embarassed)
Uh... I'm Corn. I'm but a humble acolyte of Kyrule. I don't...
(he panics and looks around desperately)
Arsten pats him on the shoulder.
ARSTEN
Arsten Dren here, I do stuff, you know. Unless you don't.
RAHAH
He's like Indiana Jones.
CORALINE
What, an archeologist with a gun?
RAHAH
If he ever had one that worked, yes.
ILYANATA
(continuing the introductions)
I am Ilyanata, or Illya. I am the force and reality of dreams, High Priestess of Eapherod, and her will upon the world.
RAHAH
(overly brightly) Hi Ilya!
MYRR
I am called Myyr of Souls.
There is a pause.
CORALINE
She's the Falcon of Kyrule. Or was that a falcon? Maybe it was a hawk or something. Or a goose? Geese are terrifying.
VARDAMAN
She's a priest. I'm also a priest, but I generally don't go advertising on that fact on account of embarassment. Other people's. That is. On account of being a far more significant drunk.
(he waves his mug for emphasis, tries to down it, realises it's already empty, and stares at it looking betrayed)
SHERANDRIS
What's your name?
CORALINE
He's actually a deathdealer. Don't let the shalott fool you. And I'm Coraline Henderson, the Hand of Kyrule and his will upon the world. Supposedly.
CORALINE
Right, well, there was just this accident, right?
Vardaman chokes and starts coughing loudly before being miraculously rescued by the appearance of a waiter with a fresh bottle of shalott.
Corn takes this opportunity to decide his root beer is much more fascinating.
RAHAH
That was an accident?
Coraline and Vardaman both look decidedly embarassed as nobody says anything. Finally Kyrule interrupts the silence, making things even more awkward.
KYRULE
(continuing as the next)
I am Kyrule.
SHERANDRIS
(stretching melodramatically)
Heh, gods.
SHERANDRIS
Rar. Sherandris here. I just like food. Mmm, food. I am completely ordinary. Totally. And food.
CORALINE
Whackjob ordinary.
SHERANDRIS
Exactly. I am as ordinary as an everyday whackjob. On account of being one.