"Is this the Planar Court?"
Understanding dawned on Roland and the others.
This thing was said to be the Divine Kingdom of Nomos, the ancient god of law.
Nomos had long since fallen, but his ruined Divine Kingdom could still answer the summons of intelligent beings, manifesting as a demiplane across the myriad worlds to continue fulfilling his divine duties.
As a vast, majestic presence spread, everything within Skord's residence seemed to vanish.
In its place stood an enormous plaza resembling an ancient temple.
Within a vast circular structure like the arena of a classical city-state, the ancient stands were filled with hazy, translucent figures.
These were petitioners who had become historical echoes when their god fell.
In the open space at the center of the circular structure towered a platform shaped like a set of scales.
Beside the platform, ghostly figures sat upright in thirteen large, high-backed chairs.
These were petitioners as well, a jury composed of legal elites and lawful neutral individuals from different planes and worlds.
They, too, were departed heroic spirits, sitting silently in the form of historical echoes.
Farther out, a vast figure as towering as a mountain was concealed deep within the clouds and mist.
He alone occupied a quarter of the circular structure, sitting behind a massive stone table and looking down at those placed upon the scales.
"Summoned under an ancient Pact, the Planar Court has descended here to hear the case brought by the plaintiff, Aexip Nos, against the defendant, Skord Nomshivich, for breaking his promise and repudiating his contract. Both parties may draw upon this court's power to summon their respective counsel..."
"He actually used the Planar Court's power to escape!"
Roland discovered that lights shining with divine power had appeared above his group as well, placing them on the