The Phoenix Closet
It has been a long journey but you think that perhaps, it may be worth it. In your hand is clutched a feather - the tail feather from a phoenix - that will be your token to enter. You approach the glade and see before you a crumbling ruin. The pillars are broken and ivy has overtaken the walls. The doorway is intact though and beyond it you can see only darkness, despite the golden beams of light that lance through the forest canopy.You hesitate, and then step through. The phoenix feather ignites with a flash and you are momentarily blinded.
When your vision clears you find yourself in a well-furnished room, the walls deep wood and the floor beneath you covered in animal furs. The furniture is rich and you see creatures of all kinds lounging about the room. You blink, and a woman with intricate tattoos crosses the floor and sizes you up in one glance.
"A new customer?" she says, "Well, come along. We outfit the gods themselves here... and unless you're someone special I have little time to spare."
And she leads you to a room where the most brilliant and amazing assortment of outfits and fabrics lay strewn in racks, heaps, and hangers along every wall and table available...
Welcome to The Phoenix's Closet.
