In a discrete portion of Elysia, a small table sits with a small pile of invitations, with edges and writing gleaming the buttery yellow of gold in the soft light. Lying beside it is a small piece of paper, on which has been written in neat copperplate
By the request of Mister Thorne, these invitations are open to any of good standing within the Domain.
Written in gold foil on the invitations is the following
Dear Sir or Madam,
You are cordially invited to dine with Mr. Thorne
at 1304 39th St
at 11 O'Clock on the [Relevantdate]
Dress: Semi-Formal
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