Formal Consilium
After speaking with the Hierarch, Truce makes arrangements with Arthur and the staff at the Bismarck Hotel to reserve the meeting room, closing it off to the general public. Seating and tables are provided for the various Cabals that wish to claim them while a long table with provided refreshment beverages are available by the entryway with a smattering of finger foods to fend off an appetite.Cast Upon Arrival
Truce wears his deep violet robe edged with brown and a lead clasp to hold the fabric around simple dress shirt and pants underneath. Upon his finger he wears a bejeweled class ring. He sits at a table positioned upon a raised platform where the Council is expected to meet and address the Consilium's members.
After the fiasco of the last gathering, Truce expects there to be similar animosity brewing among certain individuals. Perhaps those prejudices would be expressed once again, or simply broil beneath the surface as they go through a cyclical routine of pretense once again. Either way, the Silver Ladder would at least uphold the illusion of unity between the Orders by following the traditions.