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Post by Zaffran on Jan 1, 2023 14:06:55 GMT -5
Current PL: 20,000
"So this is Porunga."
For such a peaceful, discreet people, Zaffran thought it strange that the namekians would worship this fierce-looking monster: the statue had a long winding snake body that swelled into a bodybuilder's torso, topped with a comparatively miniscule and unintelligent reptilian head. From the crown of horns, the spiked shoulders, the carnivorous fangs and claws, every part was rendered in life-like perfection. And its size! Even from the distant mound where the demon was having her picnic, the shadow reached out to shelter her from the suns.
"I could beat him up."
Zaffran returned her eyes to the food laid before her, over the green grass. An antennaed fish dripping pond water, two of jarfuls of cold tea taken from pilgrims, Mazoku grave soil, a pile of eggplants. She felt this banquet was earned, even deserved. The locals got her number -- a demon looking for a particular someone, willing to steal, bully, and make disappear the bodies of people. Many came to stop her, few returned alive, a handful fended her off, but none could defeat her outright. She still relished in the challenge.
Today, however, was a lazy day. Zaffran wanted nothing more than eat a meal, look at the stone Porunga, and think up ways to deface it.
For such a peaceful, discreet people, Zaffran thought it strange that the namekians would worship this fierce-looking monster: the statue had a long winding snake body that swelled into a bodybuilder's torso, topped with a comparatively miniscule and unintelligent reptilian head. From the crown of horns, the spiked shoulders, the carnivorous fangs and claws, every part was rendered in life-like perfection. And its size! Even from the distant mound where the demon was having her picnic, the shadow reached out to shelter her from the suns.
"I could beat him up."
Zaffran returned her eyes to the food laid before her, over the green grass. An antennaed fish dripping pond water, two of jarfuls of cold tea taken from pilgrims, Mazoku grave soil, a pile of eggplants. She felt this banquet was earned, even deserved. The locals got her number -- a demon looking for a particular someone, willing to steal, bully, and make disappear the bodies of people. Many came to stop her, few returned alive, a handful fended her off, but none could defeat her outright. She still relished in the challenge.
Today, however, was a lazy day. Zaffran wanted nothing more than eat a meal, look at the stone Porunga, and think up ways to deface it.
TWC: 213
ITEMS AND RESOURCES
Dark Departure, Otherworld Training, Tenacious, Raw Talent
ITEMS AND RESOURCES
Dark Departure, Otherworld Training, Tenacious, Raw Talent
