InsaneJournal

Who: Any
Where: The Arena
When: Day 289, noon
What: Good Ends

[The Call that resounds from the Arena is loud, echoing to every part of Sabra. A regal crescendo of notes and then anticipatory silence. Should you follow it today, the Arena is that strange darkened landscape again...

Simple darkness fills your vision, no delineation between up and down, walls or even the floor. You can only see the throne in the far off distance, and three pathways each covered with a lush carpet: gold, orange, and lavender. One bears the sigil of the hunter, club upraised and a string of jewels shining in his belt. The second has several foxes embroidered cunningly into the cloth, their silhouettes nearly invisible against the background. Finally, a great peacock adorns the third, its many tailfeathers rising nearly the entire length of the path. Should you turn around, there is no exit yet, but there is a small table holing a punch bowl and several large party platters.

However, should you follow either of the pathways, the landscape begins to change...]

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