Black and Gold Filigree with Black Feathers Mask || Carved wooden mask with golden glitter
He pauses as he took a sip of his drink, brow furrowing beneath the mask. The person beside him, a woman, seems oddly familiar. Nothing about her strikes him as one of his close friends or family members. But something in the way she moves tugs at his memory. Letting out a hum, he walks over and joins the conversation.
"You have a point, but it can become rather complicated when you consider a specific region's culture or the level of their development. That'll certainly have an effect on to what degree services should be left to the public or to individuals." He really wasn't expecting a conversation like this at the masquerade, but hey. At least it was an interesting topic to debate.
He pauses as he took a sip of his drink, brow furrowing beneath the mask. The person beside him, a woman, seems oddly familiar. Nothing about her strikes him as one of his close friends or family members. But something in the way she moves tugs at his memory. Letting out a hum, he walks over and joins the conversation.
"You have a point, but it can become rather complicated when you consider a specific region's culture or the level of their development. That'll certainly have an effect on to what degree services should be left to the public or to individuals." He really wasn't expecting a conversation like this at the masquerade, but hey. At least it was an interesting topic to debate.
