The banquet turned out to be a bloodbath. Eleven dead nobles around the dinner table, the poison melding mask and skin together. I assisted Dhood Shazz in identifying the bodies, narrowing down the list of potential murderers, all the while trying to sort out if Tors was one of them or not. Just as we were finishing up he walked in and stormed off again. I followed him, only to find him dead and his form taken by a face dancer.