MASKTOURN

cansu wakes

Cansu wakes laying on a bedroll in a small room. It’s hardly comfortable, but it’s something. There’s no sign of the Lifebringer- or anyone, really. He'd soon realize his clothes have been changed- gone is whatever he was wearing before, replaced by a simple, robelike outfit entirely in white. He still has Enzo's necklace, though. Morning light filters in from the window, casting the entire small room in a dewy haze. The room is tiny- big enough only to fit the bedroll, a small basin for washing, a chest at the foot of the bedroll, and a low, small writing desk, on which is a folded piece of paper, labeled with Cansu’s name, a clay tablet, and a porcelain face mask. The entire room is furnished in plain white tile, and opposite the window is a stone-paneled door leading out. The letter on the desk is written in ornate but trembling handwriting, reads as follows:

Welcome, Enzo Marcoyauro Vanth!

It is my pleasure to welcome you, not only to the Halcyon Citadel, but to the Snakes! You have been selected, by the Great and Divine Lifebringer, to serve and compete alongside your fellow serpentine contestants and under my gracious leadership. If you have any concerns or run into any trouble, please do not hesitate to bring it to my attention. I’m very excited to meet you all! 

Please wear the mask provided, as it is part of your uniform!

Your Leader, 
Reagan Alizaydyeiren

The mask was of white porcelain, and would sit on Cansu's face without falling, held there by some kind of magic. It only covered his eyes and upper faced, and mirrored the look of a snake’s face. Despite no eye-holes, Cansu would be able to see clearly even with the mask on. The clay tablet was just too big to be held in one hand, and was accompained by a small stylus for writing. Its surface displayed the #group-chat, and would update magically as more messages were sent. If Cansu investigated the chest, he'd find something curious. The chest is filled mostly with linens- bedding, towels, spare outfits, but at the top is a small jewelry box. Inside is an engagement ring. (edited)

@Vanessa | Cansu🐥+Evan🔩+Kal🌟

Cansu woke up some time later on his own. He sat up with a slight grunt, constricting his wings close to his body until they disappeared from view. There, that was a bit more comfortable. At the note, Cansu stared at it for several moments. A few words here and there processed in his mind, but he didn't care much for it. The deity crumpled up the piece of paper and tossed it to the side. "Wear the mask, huh?" Cansu hummed. He picked it up and looked over the accessory. It was crafted quite nicely. He placed it upon his face. Quite nice. Maybe he should make one of his own to wear that matched his true form. That'd be nice to wear. As he viewed the contents of the chest, he froze at the sight of the jewelry box. Inside of him, rage filled his entire being. He found himself grasping the box tightly and was seconds away from throwing it at the wall when he simply found that he couldn't. He couldn't destroy it. The small box creaked from the force of his grasp. With a huff, he tossed it back into the chest and slammed it shut. He'll deal with that later. For now, he had to take a look around the Citadel.