The time grows near now for the coronation , and most of you find yourself one way or another at the site of the coronation.

A silence descends from the crowd as an exceptionally old and highly ceremoniously dressed individual takes to the large plateux step at the front of the temple .

A quite murmuring in the crowd is quieted from a raised hand of the ancient cleric .

ooc:bah, sorry ,to be continued , the missus has summoned me . Ill try and finish this post in a few hours (feel free to react to what little has happened )