MTG Salvation

[Ah, I see]

"Wow!" exclaimed Remy out loud. "Is this place a cool holiday retreat or what?"

"I can't believe sis booked a room in this hotel!"

A pause while he looked around.

"Where's sis?" asked Remy, slightly suspicious.

OOC sticking with concert, thanks for the explanation though.
Allison sighed, "where were my friends? They said they'd meet me here. Hm..."
"So, what do you suppose it'll be like?" She asked the other two guys.

OOC: I'll go with me supposed to play at a concert.

"I have no idea. I'd rather go into something not guessing and be surprised anyway."
But Wolfgang was secretly thinking, I practiced all this time, so this had BETTER be a good turn-out.

The man gestured to the mansion as he descended the stairs, "Welcome! The events will be taking place tomorrow. I'm sure you've had a long journey and will want some rest. We have rooms for all of you."

"Wonderful!" Said Allison in responce, Am I VIP? Hm... maybe I know somebody important...
"Could you show us where the rooms are?"

"Wait first, where's my family?" demanded Remy, still glancing around suspiciously. "I was supposed to be meeting them here. And what event were you talking about?"

"Probably late like my friends. Comeon, sit back, relax, I'm sure you can survive without your family for a while. Besides, there are two other people here you've never met you could talk to." She said, trying to be blatently obvious that she was bored as well.

"All I need, being a musician, is a room with a bed and enough space to practice."

He then turned to the others and said, "But I suppose I have time to socialize with others. If I didn't mention earlier, my name is Wolfgang Deussen. And you two are...?"

"Allison Rightwing" she said, trying to hide her annoyed tone. She didn't like repeating information. "Nice to meet you."

"Remy White," conceded Remy, smiling tentatively at the both of them. "You are both here for a concert? Is there one being held here later? Which one?"

"Nice to meet both of you. I was told that I was to be a guest artist with an orchestra. Being young and good has it's merits. I'm not sure of any others, but it seems like a rather small place to hold more than one."

The man descends from the stairs an stands before them, "This is actually a very large event, to be held mostly on the grounds of this mansion. The backyard is suitable. You three are early, to tell you the truth."

"There are more people coming then?" said Remy, his face brightening considerably. "Oh, this is so very exciting. Sis made a good choice then to stay here."

"Show me my room then," continued on Remy, smiling and began taking in the minor details around him, all the while walking forward with a slight hop to his movement.

"Could you show me mine as well?" Asked Allison. "I don't even know what this concert is going to be, my friends told me to "trust them" and that it was going to be great."

"Great!" said Remy enthusiatically. "This promises to be an exciting event then."

The man nods and turns, heading back up the stairs, "Follow me, then. Each of you has a room. The other guests will be arriving soon."

Allison follows the man to her room. She looks at the decoration of the house as she walks.

As was requested, Remy tagged along behind, humming softly to himself.

Deciding to remain silent, Wolfgang followed up closely behind.

Unable to remain silent, Remy kept up a low humming and wondered when they were going to reach their rooms and what do their rooms actually look like.

The house is rich. Unbelievably so. It's a house anyone would want to live in, the house of a millionaire. Or, perhaps, billionaire. The house of someone very rich. Tapestries more fitting of a castle than a mere mansion were on the walls. Many nooks and crannies for statues. A few ancient looking suits of armor, complete with weapons. A place that looked to be out of storybooks. With modern changes, of course. Televisions and the like abound.

Each were shown to a room. A rich, king size four-poster mahogany bed with curtains, as well as a stocked bookshelf and a mini-bar. Any modern contrivance was included.

When they had reached the first, he commented, "The festivities begin tomorrow. Feel free to roam until then."

"Wow..." murmured Remy in awe even as he moved around the room he was assigned. "How much does a night in here cost?"

"This is so unbelievingly cool!"

"This is SOOO awesome." Allison said as she explored her room. She was so enthralled that she didn't notice that no one she knew was here yet. She was much more concerned with looking about her new room and seeing what it held.

The man turned to Remy, "Your expenses are already paid."

"Ah, I see," said Remy, barely giving the man a glance.

He darted his head outside of the door. "What else is here in this hotel mansion?"