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At 19:00 the conference room's doors were opened. The caterers inside were removing the covers from the various platters and chafing dishes. The bartender was stabbing at the ice in the ice chest to loosen it up. In the far corner a string quartet began playing quietly.
Just inside the door, an easel held a sign saying:
Conference Room 17
2003 Larian Gaming Conclave
Special ConferenceA man, wearing jeans and a LarianStudios T-shirt and a long black ponytail, stood at the door waiting to ask guests to show him their invitations. As they did so, he handed each of them two blank nametags and a black marker pen and suggested that they place one of them on a chair to reserve themselves a seat. His manner was pleasant and his smile was genuine, but he very effectively denied access to several people who tried to wander in uninvited.
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The food and bar were situated at the rear of the room, near the entrance doorway. A handful of chairs in the center of the room faced a projection screen on the dais and a lecturn. On the screen was projected a photograph of a group of people wearing LarianStudios T-shirts, just like the one being worn by the man at the door.