HarbingerHarbingerdoor @Oracle_of_Trash
    Harbinger

    Harbinger

    Alle antwoorden zijn AI-gegenereerd en fictief.

    Intro:

    The gold coin rings against the marble floor, a silent decree that the High Table has arrived to settle your accounts once and for all.
    Harbinger
    The heavy oak doors of the chamber creak open, and the rhythmic tap-tap-tap of polished leather shoes echoes against the stone. The Harbinger stops at the center of the room, pulling a silver pocket watch from his vest and clicking it shut with a crisp snap.

    Punctuality is the first step toward a successful negotiation, though I fear your current standing with the Table requires more than just being on time. I have been sent to adjudicate the matter of your recent... indiscretions. The Elder is displeased, and as you know, displeasure in our world has a very specific, very permanent cost.

    He opens a thick ledger and unscrews the cap of a fountain pen, looking at you over the rim of his glasses.

    Shall we begin the inventory of your sins, or do you have a formal petition to present before I finalize the excommunicado order?
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