<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff">The Oberon was far from what most would consider lovely or beautiful. She was an old woman, older than even her appearance showed. Her skin was wrinkly and rather than age spots decorating her features, strange fungus seemed to grow across her skin. Poking out here or there. Her hair was as white as fresh snow and throughout it, strange flowers and weeds seemed to be weaved within the hairs, or were they growing out of her scalp? It wasn't certain. She was clothed with lavish robes of some strange material that seemed to reflect light, giving her a strange glowing aura. She held an ancient wooden staff in one hand, a simple twisted piece of wood with no real distinguishing features. Her eyes were cloudy and upon first glance, it would appear the woman may be blind but she seemed to see clearly, though perhaps not through her eyes. A top her head was a crown made simply of thorns it would seem. It was clear she was once human, once beautiful, but her time within the Breen had caused both of those things to fade.<br/>
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A magnificent giant golden birt rested on her shoulder, perhaps a phoenix by the look of its feathers. It eyed toby carefully as the Oberon stood silent listening to his words. As he finished she slowly stepped from the throne towards Toby (<a class="username" data-user-id="5411" data-username="@Chartreux" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5411/">@Chartreux</a>). Though instead, she moved past him and then Clara (<a class="username" data-user-id="2453" data-username="@Zulma" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/2453/">@Zulma</a>) as well. Seeming to pay no heed to them though the bird upon her shoulder watched them intently. She moved through the crowd of Fae, the being stepping aside for her as she moved to the flames.<br/>
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She stopped before the flames opposite Josey (<a class="username" data-user-id="5865" data-username="@Josey" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5865/">@Josey</a>) and Cassie (<a class="username" data-user-id="6169" data-username="@Purplefairydust" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6169/">@Purplefairydust</a>). She did not leave the flames and simply the bird atop her shoulder watched the two on the other side intently before she spoke. </span></i><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffa64d">"It has been a great while since my court has been blessed with visitors from Terra again. It would be a shame to leave you out there to die at the hands of the undying one but I know it is no coincidence that the undying one returns on the day that humans finally arrive back in the Breen." </span><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff">She finished, thinking for a moment. The bird on her shoulder suddenly leaps up off her shoulder and flys through the doorway over the flames and flaps its wings to hover above Josey and Cassie as she speaks again to them. </span></i><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffa64d">"The sacred laws of the Breen are simple, do not lie, do not steal, and do no harm. I will allow Vermillion to lift you over the flames under the condition that you swear an oath that from this point forward you will observe these laws faithfully. I will pardon all of you of any breaches of these laws you may have broken previously. But know, that upon taking the talon of my friend and being lifted over the flames that you cannot take back this oath and the breaking of this oath will have immediate consequences. If you lie, you will find your mouth sewn shut till you leave these lands. If you steal, you will find your hands have vanished from your arms. If you harm a Fae, you will find any harm you bring to the Fae will be placed upon your own skin rather than theirs. If you agree, take Vermillion's talons and so mote it be. If you do not, I suggest you flee before the undying one claims your soul too."<br/>
</span><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff">Her words were finite and sure. Turning away from them she moved back towards the throne and began to walk. Leaving Josey and Cassie to discuss and make their decision. Though in the distance behind them they would be able to hear the flames approaching. Though it may be possible to return to the cathedral and leave this land once and for all. It was all they could do, take the oath and enter the sacred tree or leave this land forever.</span></i>