I'm cursed

On a round table of twelve, all twelve people were seated both male and female.

They were grouped into four, each consisting of three members with similar outfits.

"I believe that you all know why we are having this unusual gathering." a man who was in his late fifties with few grey hair spoke first. He was wearing a black coloured outfit which was similar to two others who sat beside him.

"Fernando, I believe that we should not beat around the bush anymore and simply put an end to this catastrophe." a black woman in red clothing was referring to the middle-aged man who had just spoken.

"Salle is right Fernando. The blood moon is approaching and we can't let this abominable act continue. What would the moon goddess think?" a man who was seated by Fernando supported.

"Hmm." Fernando turned to look at the other groups who seemed apathetic about the gathering.