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It's midday as Leo excitedly leads the way to the convention center at 30 Perrin Way. Banners featuring the House Cannith sigil and... provactive pictures of Roxy herself hang from street lights along the way, and an enormous one hangs from the convention center itself. The line outside stretches around the building.
"Dang, looks like we're gonna have a bit of a wait," says Leo, still visibly excited, "should be a heck of a show though! Here, Artie helped hook me up with badges." He hands passes out to anyone who needs them.
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Cannith.
He has known she was here, somewhere. Spreading her toxic ideas, her fanaticism.
Cannith.
Unaware or uncaring how grotesque her obsessions were. Treating his people like science projects. Cut open an organic and remove their organs, you're a monster. Do it to a warforged and it's class credit. The rank injustice of it all! Organics could be healed quickly and easily with magic, did that make it alright to gut them? No! But it was fine for a warforged!
CANNITH
Unit places himself front and center in the crowd, not even caring how close they all were, their moist breath washing over him. He wanted to look her in the eye when she tried to spread her filth, the face of everything he opposed.
"Caaaaannnnniiiiiitttttthhhhh."
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Sarah strolls along with Leo, looking up at the banner and saying, "Where does a grad student get permission for this kinda thing? Much less the resources...Even if House Cannith is super rich."
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The rumbling of the crowd quiets a bit as a woman walks out on stage. She is dressed in fishnets and combat boots, her green hair pulled up into a ponytail on the left side of her head. There is a smattering of applause as she reaches a stand where a rod of voice amplification, and she clears her throat.
She raises a hand in the air, grasping a small rectangle. "The Cannith aPhone 1. 75 gp. Boom." Then she turns and walks off.
The crowd mutters for a while, then a voice that shakes the convention center echoes from backstage, 'BECAUSE I SAID SO, YOUNG LADY!!!"
She returns to the stage, clears her throat again. "Any questions?"
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Sarah raises her eyebrows, muttering to Leo, "That's it?"
She looks up at Roxy and raises her hand, asking loudly, in an effort to make herself heard, "Well...What does it do!?"
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Unit cups his hands around his mouth. "How do you live with yourself?"
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Roxy points at Sarah. "Glad you asked. With the Cannith aPhone 1, you can connect with anyone... who has a Cannith aPhone 1, with the same ease and convenience as a message spell, but you don't have to spend a spell slot, or even be a mage. You can converse via voice or text, plus..." She gestures to tarp that suddenly drops from the ceiling, "You can send nude pics of yourself to whoever you want." And the tarp contains a nude photograph of Roxy. The same voice as before bellows from backstage, and several stagehands simultaneously attempt to block it from view and take it down.
"If you're on a plane that has AstralNet, you can access it from anywhere, watch scrycast, and if you're a bored-ass nerdboi, you can download games to play while you're not getting laid. All for a minimal monthly service fee, depending on the plan you select, and it fits easily in pockets, money pouches, and bras. And it's way better than any similar product that the Church of Gond may or may not be putting out next month, screw those guys."
She points to Unit. "Because I'm awesome. Anyone else?"
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"Well. That's pretty dang cool."
Leo raises his hand and projects.
"Will ya be signin' later? I brought my Girls of the Dragonmarked Houses calendar."
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"Fuck, yeah. I'll sign anything you got, buddy."
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Hano has followed along with the group, however when the crowd starts to form she tries to slink to a corner. She watches the proceedings but does not speak up for now.