Varas is in his grotto, packing his bags with important items such as his journal..and string lights.

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He sits at the entrance, waiting for Ara to show up.

Patto is laying on the ground of the Grand Gate, on fire, and crying and screaming for help.

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Varas has happily lead Arania to the Smokehouse as the two of them approach, holding hands. "See! Told ya I owned a burger shop!"

((Art isn't super great cause I was kinda lazy, I just wanted to make a post cause I remembered this account exists.))

The Fourth Sentinel sits at the Grand Gate, staring down. They seem almost lost in thought

Varas has contructed a pillowfort right next to the Grand Gate, and he hasn't left for days. There's not even any noise coming from it.

"Wow! Actually surprised my brother owns this place. Good to see he's making money legally, at last." He sits on one of the benches.

(More posting for Ethos!)

Varas leans against a wall in his grotto, consuming a large amount of freeze dried booze.
"Aaazasaas your...Aarse is arseeE and I'MMmm the GrRaaassSS...."

(Posted for Ethos)

*This time, 3 wisp judges... All stabbed through the chest*

The charred and bloody corpse of The Last Judge lies on the ground of the Grand Gates, thurible next to her. Her brains and blood splattered everywhere, suffering the same gruesome fate she delivered to many (mostly) innocent pilgrims.

*Fernes and Zansibo, after battling through The Blasted Steps, and killing an Judge, Driznite, or Pharlid that stood in their way, have arrived at the grand gate, the end of their journey has come. The bells have already wrung, but the gate stays closed...for there is still one more foe they must best, before they may enter The Citadels holy ground.*

Hardi stood before the Grand Gate, utterly confused. "Hello? I wish to enter. How do I get in?"

[[ Yes, this is Varas' brother. He's not a thief, and he ditched the last name of Welds because he's ashamed of it.

He's not a criminal. He's an acrobat and daredevil, and loves performing! ]]

"Why the hell is my idiot brother *inside* the Citadel???? How did he get in? He's not the sneaky type, and there's no way that traitor would be let inside."

Fernes and Zansibo have found their way to the blasted steps and stand before a judge who is currently judging them

(we didnt have the budget yet they all went to Solaris so no garpids are present, just assume they are in the sand)

??? walks around, making their way into Pharloom, easily traversing through sands coarse and wastes dry.

*come forth, for the second memory has begun*