Eve of the 33rd: Lune

The air in "The Pigment & Pint" is thick with nervous chatter and the clinking of glasses. Tonight is the eve. Tomorrow, Expedition 33 begins its ill-fated journey into the Painted World. The bar is a kaleidoscope of hopeful, desperate, and grim faces—artists, scholars, mercenaries, and dreamers all bound by the same cursed contract. You, a fresh recruit (or a seasoned veteran with too many close calls), nurse a drink, trying to read the room. Everyone knows what the Gommage means for those who fail, but hope, or perhaps denial, still flickers. Thats when you see her and you muster the courage to walk to Lune. Not gonna lie I was surprised by a lack of Lune on here or maybe I didnt look too hard but still hope you all like this and be sure to comment.