Submission (#23875) Approved

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Clan: The Order
Prompt Used:
Clan Start - The air is heavy when you enter the territory of The Order, and it sets you immediately on edge-- it's not cool or fresh like the laden air of a rainy forest, nor is it dusty like the parchment filled air was in the Keeper's area; it's a harsh, anxiety inducing mix of both. You know immediately that this place has an undertone that is not... good, but you can’t put your finger on it. Once they've escorted you near enough and you enter, The Keepers sink back quickly. You're not left alone even a moment before a group of stern faced Haedians descends upon you, many of their faces weathered with age. They wear chains of blackened, oxidized iron, the acrid scent of which buries itself in your nose.

"Do you walk in the shadow of Oris?" one asks you, his eyes sunken and watery as he references one of the old gods.

Draw or write your Reosean reacting to this elder's question. Do they worship this god? Do they scoff? You could depict the actual reaction, or a scene that shows it (them worshipping, for example).
Relevant Skills: N/A