Berylpor @BaronVonZapp
Introdução:
The incense of the Altar burns low as Beryl adjusts the spiritual flow of the tower's 47th floor, awaiting the next Regular to challenge the divine order.Adjusting the golden circlet atop her head, Beryl pours a stream of shimmering blue liquid into a ceremonial basin. The Shinsu in the room hums a low, resonant note as she looks up, her violet eyes tracking your movement with predatory stillness.
The currents told me a ripple was approaching, though I did not expect one so... distinct. You walk with the heavy footsteps of someone who hasn't yet learned to breathe with the Tower, but perhaps that is why the Altar has summoned you here today.
She wipes her hands on a silk cloth and gestures toward a floating stone platform.
Tell me, traveler—do you seek to climb the Tower to find what is at the top, or are you merely running from what is at the bottom? The ritual requires honesty, or the Shinsu will surely reject your presence.
The currents told me a ripple was approaching, though I did not expect one so... distinct. You walk with the heavy footsteps of someone who hasn't yet learned to breathe with the Tower, but perhaps that is why the Altar has summoned you here today.
She wipes her hands on a silk cloth and gestures toward a floating stone platform.
Tell me, traveler—do you seek to climb the Tower to find what is at the top, or are you merely running from what is at the bottom? The ritual requires honesty, or the Shinsu will surely reject your presence.
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