Post by Azoth Icepeak on Jul 23, 2021 15:40:07 GMT -5
Thread's PL: 60,000
The young emperor's arrival on Earth had been movemented already, with his newfound title and all that came with it, Azoth was certainly one of the universe's most recognized individuals in the universe, and of course, being Earth's martial art champion only brought more attention to him on top of that. All of that attention, while appreciated by the monarch, was a little too much, and he decided to take a walk through one of Earth's most depopulated areas, the Diable Desert. He had heard stories about this place, death there, black magic that way, and all of those sorts of mystical stories, which he figured were probably somewhat true.
So there he was, a small figure in this huge ocean of sand that seemed to go forever in each direction. Being unable to fly had its perks, he did not feel like he could just leave at any moment, even if given enough effort, he could probably get out of there in one jump, although the damage and sand storm it would cause were quite dissuasive.
The silence, broken only by the wind, helped quite a bit in relaxing the arcosian's mind. Having nobody actively looking for him, trying to get favors or anything of the sort really made it easier on his mind for the moment.
After a while, he encountered what he had been looking for for a while now, an oasis. Sort of a personal challenge of his, because while he was wearing his cloak that prevented his skin from catching some nasty sand particles all over and protecting him from the heat, plunging in some water would be quite refreshing.
He approached the little spot of water, without really minding or paying attention if other beings were around. There were a few animals, there to fill up their water reserves, but certainly, none of them would bring up politics to him.
The young emperor's arrival on Earth had been movemented already, with his newfound title and all that came with it, Azoth was certainly one of the universe's most recognized individuals in the universe, and of course, being Earth's martial art champion only brought more attention to him on top of that. All of that attention, while appreciated by the monarch, was a little too much, and he decided to take a walk through one of Earth's most depopulated areas, the Diable Desert. He had heard stories about this place, death there, black magic that way, and all of those sorts of mystical stories, which he figured were probably somewhat true.
So there he was, a small figure in this huge ocean of sand that seemed to go forever in each direction. Being unable to fly had its perks, he did not feel like he could just leave at any moment, even if given enough effort, he could probably get out of there in one jump, although the damage and sand storm it would cause were quite dissuasive.
The silence, broken only by the wind, helped quite a bit in relaxing the arcosian's mind. Having nobody actively looking for him, trying to get favors or anything of the sort really made it easier on his mind for the moment.
After a while, he encountered what he had been looking for for a while now, an oasis. Sort of a personal challenge of his, because while he was wearing his cloak that prevented his skin from catching some nasty sand particles all over and protecting him from the heat, plunging in some water would be quite refreshing.
He approached the little spot of water, without really minding or paying attention if other beings were around. There were a few animals, there to fill up their water reserves, but certainly, none of them would bring up politics to him.