Musica Universalis Part Two

Part One covered general things we learned about the type of larp into which Musica Universalis falls and the various characters I played, ending in the middle of the mod where a group of players met three archangels played by those of us who'd signed on to play NPCs. In this scene, I was playing Cassiel, the archangel of Sorrow. Cassiel, like the rest of the archangels in play, had a token which they could bestow on someone, and the PCs wanted it for a ritual on Sunday in which they would try to retune the universe.

My job was to make them work to get it. After all, a lot of people would die in the retuning, which would be sad, and Cassiel was an archangel with a history of being unwilling to make hard decisions, having sat out the War in Heaven because they loved all their fellow angels on both sides and felt that both sides had a point but were not completely right. I also made it clear that Cassiel would not decide until after dinner, as I didn't want to make anyone spend more time than they wanted to working towards a goal that wouldn't be fulfilled for a few hours.

That said, there were a surprising number of people willing to do the work by sitting, talking, and emoting with Cassiel, starting with Irene Bellanger, who told Cassiel her story.

Cassiel told Irene the story of the War in Heaven (okay, technically, the second one). Samael, who was Imagination in the same way that Cassiel was Sorrow, had asked their fellow angels and archangels, "What would you do if you had free will and didn't have to do as God decreed?" This resulted in a lot of thinking and quiet talking, at first.

And then Samael asked Camael, the Wrath of God. And Camael thought about this and then turned around and punched their boss, Michael, in the face.

Irene (kind of caught between laughter and tears, as it really is simultaneously sad and hilarious): Are you saying the War in Heaven was a glorified _bar brawl_?

Cassiel: Nothing so dignified.

Irene: Nothing so _dignified_ as a bar brawl?

Well, no. As Cassiel explained when a couple more folks came over, a bar brawl, well, usually afterwards, someone buys someone else a drink, no hard feelings. Usually.