Walking into the courtyard, one might be forgiven for not noticing Shay Cormac right away; That was, after all, one of the points of this evening, after all.

Clad in a fancy, red jacket and undershirt, minus the belts for his weapons, and a simple-looking mask, Shay definitely looks the part of a masquerade-goer. He has his hair down, as if to further hide his identity.

Either way, he'll slowly make his way towards a table, should no-one stop him.