The Judges Of Sabra La Tau (sabra_la_iudex) wrote in sabra_la_tau, @ 2010-05-02 18:15:00 |
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Who: Any
Where: The Arena
When: Day 127, noon
What: The going away party of Frey Wilhazen and Charlie Crews
[At the very peak of noon, there is another Call to the Arena, heard by any outside and faintly through the door for those inside. It is unusual, like no other Judge you might have heard; the sound is heavily strings and woodwinds, picking out and carrying a complex, soaring melody and counterpoint. While not the rousing anthem of Pyxis' win, the music reverberating through the caverns of Sabra is no less a call of victory, gracefully climbing through minor chords and spinning its own thoughtful counterpoints.
As before, the instruments sound just a little off from anything you may have remembered, a touch of something deeply foreign keeping you from identifying the source of the instrument.
When the Blanks finally reach the Arena, soft pink banners are strung across the expanse of the Arena. A large table with enough chairs for Pyxis and Cygnus set in the very center of the Arena, directly under the gaze of the King, who sits again in the throne.
Covered dishes, filled with dark, pink centered meats, a clear white beverage that smells delicately alcoholic, and oddly oval slices of a bright yellow fruit and an assortment of thick greens. A small, delicate glass cup of chocolate cream is in front of each plate, and in front of two plates sit rich, red velvet cake, the insides filled with a berry mix that both Frey and Charlie will immediately know as theirs.
Again, there is a small space laid out for a traditional dance, and a small, far less elegant table, filled with fingerfoods, punch and this time, there are several masquerade masks of a rather wide variety of creatures, caricatures and more abstract, simple masks.]
((OOC: Judges, same rules apply for appearances! Please contact us for any questions! Everyone enjoy~))