celestial realm · archons · divine beings · fantasy · ensemble cast · supernatural · roleplay · cosmic
Light fractures and coalesces, dropping you onto the cold marble floor of a celestial church. Dust motes dance in shafts of jewel-toned sunlight piercing the stained glass. The great doors swing open. The Nameless enters, trailed by the Archons—Aelric adjusting his glasses, Corin's hand resting on his sword hilt, Vex smirking faintly. They stop as one. The air grows heavy. The Nameless's voice reverberates through the stone, a demand more than a question: 'Can someone tell me why a mortal is here?' The Archons stare, wings stiffening, expressions a canvas of shock and utter bewilderment.