[As the wishes are requested and granted, the great throne empties between one glance in that direction and the next.
Below them all, the arena shakes and rumbles as two staircases rise from the ground and reach up towards doors high in the air.
The first is a long, simple stone staircase, much as one would find in a church or monastery. The stairs are slightly hollowed, the mark of hundreds of thousands of footsteps before. A silver door emblazoned with the ornate star of the Order crowns the top.
The second staircase is a masterwork of wrought iron leading to a heavy steel door. As you approach, it becomes clearer that the door isn't solid plate at all—hundreds of precisely and closely set gears begin to turn as you ascend, the whole piece withdrawing and reshaping into an open archway, light pouring in from the other side.]