Lucan, Maris, Kerum, Meri, Virnda, and Nyx gathered in a floating tea house drifting over an endless sea of clouds. The walls were transparent, offering a breathtaking view of the skies, which shifted from deep blues to shades of violet and pink as the sun dipped low. Golden beams poured through clouds like rivers of light, casting a warm, surreal glow around them.
The tea house itself was minimalistic, furnished only with cushions on the floor around a low, dark wooden table covered in a delicate spread of tea and sweets. The odd juxtaposition of the serene surroundings and the grave topic ahead gave the meeting an almost surreal quality.
Lucan's dark hair blew softly as he sipped his tea. Beside him, Maris was looking out from the tea house, admiring the view.
Kerum was also present, his sword by his side, prepared to aid them. Next to him sat Meri, her fair features illuminated by the sunlight.
