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ironwoodCharacters: The Ironwood Emperor and anyone who cares to speak with her.
Location: The Palace of Landed Sky.
Situation: Holding an audience for the new guests.
Warnings/Rating: Nothing yet, will edit if that needs changing.
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 Emperor herself, who sits at the far end of the chamber unmoving on her throne. It's a long walk to her, and she's disinclined to make the journey less tedious to those that come calling on her presence.
Still. The 'audience' is an open one, and no one will be turned away. So come one, come all, to the Palace of Landed Sky.
( ooc note )
Location: The Palace of Landed Sky.
Situation: Holding an audience for the new guests.
Warnings/Rating: Nothing yet, will edit if that needs changing.
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 Emperor herself, who sits at the far end of the chamber unmoving on her throne. It's a long walk to her, and she's disinclined to make the journey less tedious to those that come calling on her presence.
Still. The 'audience' is an open one, and no one will be turned away. So come one, come all, to the Palace of Landed Sky.
( ooc note )