open | The Commander's Audience at the Palace of Landed Sky

[alderwood]

Characters: The Ironwood Emperor Alderwood Commander and anyone who came to speak with the Ironwood Emperor.
Date: June 15th
Location: The Palace of Landed Sky
Situation: The expected holding of an audience for any that care to speak with the Ironwood Emperor, though they will be met instead by the Alderwood Commander.
Warnings/Rating: N/A; to be updated if necessary

The hall is still and white, strung with softly glowing lanterns that are strung up high beyond reach. Outside, the sun is at its zenith, and it filters down through the cloudy glass roof to create a brilliant, nearly blinding ambiance.

The floor is marble, inlaid with mother-of-pearl and ruby quartz. It catches the light, and casts strange patterns on the walls.

The room itself is almost eerily silent. No noise, no echoes. No one and nothing vaguely human, excepting the presence of Evandau. The Alderwood Commander stands before the Emperor's empty throne with patient expression and posture reminiscent to the at-ease bearing of a soldier. He waits to receive the petitioners, kedan and Foreigner alike, in Eshai's place this day. As with her audiences, those wishing to make their case must approach him and he will make not move to shorten the distance between the grand entryway and the throne that he defends.

The 'audience' is an open one, and no one will be turned away. So come one, come all, to the Palace of Landed Sky.

[Actionspam or prose are both acceptable! The Emperor has delegated the audience to Evandau this month and he has been temporarily granted many of the authorities that she naturally holds. Why is that? Well, telling y'all would be too easy, wouldn't it?

Characters will only be admitted into the hall one by one, so there won't be anyone present for anyone else's conversations, and there won't be any 'mingling' in the chamber itself.

By popular demand, we continue to allow mingling for those waiting for an audience in an antechamber. There is a thread header below to allow for that!]

Comments

[bindsthedead]

The spectres that recently attacked us, for instance. And I have heard reports of walking corpses and worse things.

[alderwood]

And were I to say there is no knowledge of them in the library? Would your curiosity persist?

[bindsthedead]

Yes, it would.

[alderwood]

Then you seek more than you claim.

[He shakes his head, his decision made clear in that.]

Your next request. How much of the future do you seek?

[bindsthedead]

I- enough to know if my father is still alive. A week, perhaps, or a little more.

[alderwood]

This information can be provided. [A nod.] There is precedence, however, in that there is a price. You spoke of services as a Charter Mage?

[bindsthedead]

Yes- Charter magic can be used to heal people, create bindings, and enchant objects, in addition to its uses in combat.

[alderwood]

[A thought. A nod.]

Services it will be. You must be ready to be called upon at any time and must not question it when that time comes. [Evandau, however, is not so strict as to claim her total allegiance in service here.] This information of your future will cost one day of service.

[bindsthedead]

Then I accept your terms. [And Sabriel looks at him curiously. She knows people were shown their futures, but not how it was done.]

[alderwood]

[Evandau turns, striding to the side of the audience chamber and palming open a door that seamlessly blended with the wall.]

Follow me.

[His simple instruction as he enters the hall beyond it.]