The Judges Of Sabra La Tau (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} sabra_la_iudex) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} sabra_la_tau,@ 2011-02-19 17:09:00 |
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Where: The Arena
When: Day 217, mid morning
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 two pathways each covered with a lush carpet: Dark Blue, and Black with silver trimming. One bears the sigil of the faithful dog and the other the sinuous forms of two serpents wrapped around a staff, 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...]