It wasn't without a bit of regret that Jasmine pulled herself away from the crowd, where their guardinal host was busy rattling his bonebox about something or other. Not that she cared about the topic - just being among the party guests allowed all these berks to see how lovely she was in this brand new dress, and their approving gazes were sweet as sugar from the slopes of Mt Celestia. For far too long, her own supposed people had called her ugly and misshapen because of her draconic aspects, if not outright deformed. Then she'd caught the attention of a certain naztharune thief...

Ooof, down girl.  This wasn't the time to let her thoughts drift in -that- direction.  She was here on a job, and it was time to go see it done.  After all, how else was she going to make back all the jink she'd spent on this fancy dress in the first place?

I'd had this image of Jasmine in this kind of dress in mind for a while, and a fancy Sigilian gala is exactly the place for her to actually get to use it. While her normal outfit ain't exactly modest, it's not fit for formal gatherings either, especially among the middle and upper class planars of the Clerks Ward, or Powers forbid, the Lady's Ward.  Whatever scheme she's up to though should help cover the costs, and enjoying the attention of the onlookers at a party she wasn't even invited to is just a side bonus.

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