A Maelstrom of Diplomacy (event)
The thread takes me to a smoky hall packed with people, the lack of personal space cloyingly oppressive. The shapeless crowd is indistinct - their silhouettes melding into one another, their ceaseless chatter like a discordant choir.
Occasionally, individual shapes weave in and out, many of them familiar to me - their conversations rise above the background noise and echo off the rafters, each offering a unique glimpse of insight that may have gone by unnoticed in the mundane world. Sometimes, I even see myself as the speakerSelectLocalization(GetPlayer.HasTrait(GetTrait('arrogant').Self),' — dashing and eloquent, as always —',',') though I cannot recall ever participating in some of these exchanges.
Finally, the din and press of the crowd grows too much to resist, and the vision ends in darkness. The revelations have been minute and fragmented, but I feel that I have a renewed clarity in where I stand in my relationships with both my closest compatriots and most distant associates.
A wealth of new insights.