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ModificationJove entered the Grand Cathedral, an odd choice of meeting locations, but one that he would not question. What was he to say anyways? Should he complain to King Reign that the King's decisions were odd, or did not quite match up to what Jove had planned or anticipated? Of course not. That'd be ridiculous. The man was not without fault, but to say that he wasn't the best ruler that Fiore had in centuries would simply be wrong. Whatever the reason, whatever the rhyme, he was sure it'd become clear before long.
In fact, he barely had to wait at all. Within a few moments of entering the Cathedral, those who were dressed in religious garb stood and quickly made their way out the back. Jove watched them move in silence, his tired eyes seeing the doors close behind them, and leaving him alone in the great building.
As the door slammed behind the final clergyman, a massive blue magic circle appeared beneath his feet. An orb, large enough to fill the roof of the Cathedral, appeared above. The doors shined with the same color, indicating they were blocked off to some degree, as a single beam of light shot down from the orb in front of Jove.
WC: 213
In fact, he barely had to wait at all. Within a few moments of entering the Cathedral, those who were dressed in religious garb stood and quickly made their way out the back. Jove watched them move in silence, his tired eyes seeing the doors close behind them, and leaving him alone in the great building.
As the door slammed behind the final clergyman, a massive blue magic circle appeared beneath his feet. An orb, large enough to fill the roof of the Cathedral, appeared above. The doors shined with the same color, indicating they were blocked off to some degree, as a single beam of light shot down from the orb in front of Jove.
WC: 213
