COME ONE, COME ALL, TO THE SANCTUARY BALL! Only 3 days until the first musical gala Sanctuary has ever seen! Everyone is welcome to come to the event which is being held on the upper floor of the Town Hall.

This is a chance for everyone to dress up, bring an escort, meet new people, dance, drink fine drinks for cheap prices, and celebrate well into the wee hours of the night! Bards and entertainers should contact me soon if you wish to perform. Send Tarnis Westwind a letter at the Rock Bottom or leave Linda a letter at the House of Light.

Plastered underneath some of those posters are scribings that read:

Be warned, sinners of Malodomini. Do not be fooled by the promises and lures of the fiends of Baator. We stand in the Nine Hells-there is no place for any sort of "ball" or "enjoyment" here, until we accept the Truth, find the Way, and ascend to the heavens of Mount Celestia. These creatures who host this ball are fiends-they seek to indulge you in this ball, to immerse you within an environment of sin, and further corrupt your souls.

Do not fall prey and victim to their dark, sinister tidings. They will attempt to cloud your minds with the drink of sinners, encourage your lustful desires for sin with beautiful, comely fiends of the opposite sex, to entrap you and further spawn the seeds of sin within your souls. Some of you, sinners, may even be taken as a feast during this "ball," your souls devoured by the fiends that inhabit this abominable Hell.

Do not go to this Ball. Know the Truth, and seek the Way. Do not court the hand of sin and indulge with the darkest of fiends. Baator's wiles and tricks are many-know that this has been warned to you, and all who disobey the warning court the final end of their souls.

-The Sentinels of the Damned

*A hooded figure stops briefly, reads the posting, and chuckles. He pulls a small piece of charcoal from one of his pouches and writes at the bottom of the poster*

"Then there is no other place I wish to be..."