Post by Maric on Jul 9, 2023 1:57:49 GMT -5
Knowledge was power. Before his awakening, he knew nothing. Now he must learn it all. Everything he could learn about the legend he must, for he couldn't say what was true and false. Legends were always twisted, and the further removed they were, the worse they got. How would he know when he saw him? Would he choose to reveal himself, or would he stay hidden? All he could remember from the vision were golden locks so bright he thought he might lose his sight. The ancient tales must be consulted.
The Royal Palace of Plant held a library, though he couldn't say why. Most Saiyans, like himself in his own foolish youth, would rather kill than read, yet now he found himself thanking the Golden Gods above that it remained. He might have considered going to the Tuffle side of Plant first, though would they care to jot down Saiyan legends? He thought not.
The library itself was lightly guarded, which didn't surprise him. The weakened brain of the modern Saiyan couldn't possibly comprehend why anyone would want to steal a book. He perused the shelves for a while, hoping to find any mention of the heroes of old. There wasn't as much as he would have liked, owing to the aforementioned disdain of reading, though enough to satisfy him for now. He even found an old cache of scrolls written in a language he could not understand.
An ancient Saiyan language perhaps? He cursed himself and his people for forgetting the tongue. Still, he took them with him to the empty table in the center of the room, and threw them about as he got to work absorbing every drop of knowledge within.
The Royal Palace of Plant held a library, though he couldn't say why. Most Saiyans, like himself in his own foolish youth, would rather kill than read, yet now he found himself thanking the Golden Gods above that it remained. He might have considered going to the Tuffle side of Plant first, though would they care to jot down Saiyan legends? He thought not.
The library itself was lightly guarded, which didn't surprise him. The weakened brain of the modern Saiyan couldn't possibly comprehend why anyone would want to steal a book. He perused the shelves for a while, hoping to find any mention of the heroes of old. There wasn't as much as he would have liked, owing to the aforementioned disdain of reading, though enough to satisfy him for now. He even found an old cache of scrolls written in a language he could not understand.
An ancient Saiyan language perhaps? He cursed himself and his people for forgetting the tongue. Still, he took them with him to the empty table in the center of the room, and threw them about as he got to work absorbing every drop of knowledge within.
PL: 24,000
KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/270
Resources: Burning Ki, Vampiric, Trumpcard
WC: 285
TWC: 285
KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/270
Resources: Burning Ki, Vampiric, Trumpcard
WC: 285
TWC: 285