Conversation Space 101: Judgement
Sep. 12th, 2018 06:03 pmWhat you can call them: Penuel
What their conversation space looks like: A shroud of mist obscures the vision, but when it slowly parts, a warm golden glow illuminates a floor and ceiling of white, fluffy clouds, softer than silk on the skin and delightfully buoyant, water droplets somehow not sticking to skin despite feeling wet to the touch. The circle of fluffy, dense clouds extends to about ten meters in diameter, all told, and then drops off to an empty, golden sky. It is advised one does not fall off the edge - for it seems to lead nowhere.
Marble pillars veined with gold occasionally protrude through the clouds, their facades elegantly carved into the likenesses of cherubs at the architrave and base. In the middle of this circle of clouds is a marble table, upon which rests one golden chalice, filled with a clear, but deliciously sweet liquid that seems to not only feed the mind, but soothe the soul as well.
What can you expect from Arcana Chats: Penuel talks like they’ve taken a dive headlong into the worst Tumblr social justice has to offer; if you have to ask why they’re upset, you should already know. They really only hold their chosen Travelers in any kind of esteem, and even that doesn’t have much to do with seeing them as individuals. Penuel’s plan, if they win, involves punishing ‘the Antisticides’ (the Arcana responsible for Hierophant’s death) and barring Arcana who exploited this round’s loopholes from participating in the next one, with their Travelers determining the fate of the game’s mortal participants. They expect their Travelers to uphold their idiom (salvation, forgiveness, rebirth, redemption, and… well, judgement; only that last really seems to be on their mind at present).
For OOC answers to specific questions or actions your Traveler might take during this first meeting, please leave an OOC comment on this entry, checking to make sure it hasn't already been answered.
What their conversation space looks like: A shroud of mist obscures the vision, but when it slowly parts, a warm golden glow illuminates a floor and ceiling of white, fluffy clouds, softer than silk on the skin and delightfully buoyant, water droplets somehow not sticking to skin despite feeling wet to the touch. The circle of fluffy, dense clouds extends to about ten meters in diameter, all told, and then drops off to an empty, golden sky. It is advised one does not fall off the edge - for it seems to lead nowhere.
Marble pillars veined with gold occasionally protrude through the clouds, their facades elegantly carved into the likenesses of cherubs at the architrave and base. In the middle of this circle of clouds is a marble table, upon which rests one golden chalice, filled with a clear, but deliciously sweet liquid that seems to not only feed the mind, but soothe the soul as well.
What can you expect from Arcana Chats: Penuel talks like they’ve taken a dive headlong into the worst Tumblr social justice has to offer; if you have to ask why they’re upset, you should already know. They really only hold their chosen Travelers in any kind of esteem, and even that doesn’t have much to do with seeing them as individuals. Penuel’s plan, if they win, involves punishing ‘the Antisticides’ (the Arcana responsible for Hierophant’s death) and barring Arcana who exploited this round’s loopholes from participating in the next one, with their Travelers determining the fate of the game’s mortal participants. They expect their Travelers to uphold their idiom (salvation, forgiveness, rebirth, redemption, and… well, judgement; only that last really seems to be on their mind at present).
For OOC answers to specific questions or actions your Traveler might take during this first meeting, please leave an OOC comment on this entry, checking to make sure it hasn't already been answered.
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