Sabra La Tau

Who: Any
Where: The Arena
When: Day 234
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: Red, Black and Dark Blue. One bears the sigil of a compass, pointing the way confidently, another a skeletal serpent reaching up into a cup and the the last, the canny dog embossed into the weave. Should you turn around, there is no exit yet, but there is a small table, filled with punch, and several large party platters filled with a cheese and dip platter.]

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

Who: Monster Hunter, whoever
Where: Orion
When: Day 233, evening
What: memory-taking gets ever more moody and quiet

[It is nighttime, and thus it is indoors-time for many. There's been a new pile of memories on the table since yesterday, but right now Wolfwood is ignoring them in favour of sharpening a piece of bone. Ignoring the hell out of them.]