A young man in green raised his palm to the sky, matching a strange design on his hand to a vaguely triangle-shaped constellation. Those around him all held their breath. They made a very strange group. There were four other boys there, identical to the boy in the center except for the color of the tunics they wore; red, blue, black, and violet. There was a large man with flaming orange hair and grey skin watching the odd ritual and muttering to himself. There were two mouse-like creatures, one grey-furred and obviously older, and one with purple fur and a lavender cap upon his head. There was a girl in a plain white dress, one in a green tunic like the boy in the center, and one in elaborate costume, with strange, blue-and-orange hair. Completing the party was a myriad of humungous beasts, including one Helmaroc King, one Volvagia, and a giant eye with dragon wings, currently being petted by the purple mouse-creature. Both mouse-creatures got exceedingly irritated by what they are being called by me, and promptly transformed into humans, both mumbling that "Minishes are NOT mice…"