Sitri's fists curled, nails digging into his falsified flesh. He had come here to Plant in search of a warrior race, and he found a divided people and an abdicated throne. Peace treaties? Defending the Tuffles from annihilation time after time and demanding nothing in return? It was clear that the Saiyans had gone soft... and if the King was leaving during times of turmoil for a selfishly stupid reason as child rearing, Sitri could see why. The 'Saiyan' stalked the steps outside the palace, informed by the skeleton crew of guards that they had no ruler. The Herald had a half a mind to issue a challenge and grab the weakling warrior race by their horns, but he still hadn't a lay of the land yet.
"Weak..." He muttered lowly, small drops of mild acid rain pelting his cloak. Hm. If they would be of no use to him alive, perhaps Sitri could recuperate his lost time by simply killing them all to gain new souls. His stockpile had started to drain as of late, and a genocidal-level killing needed to be soon. It would be so easy to slaughter a city block's worth of Saiyans before any of their stronger warriors could respond...
Sitri is using SKINWALK and DEATHMASK; he currently appears like a tall, wide-shouldered, musclebound Saiyan with short-cut hair and a cloak.
Valac is using UNHOLY ARMORY to take the shape of two black-gold bracers with a single gem on Sitri's wrists.
Oct 20, 2024 21:26:39 GMT -5
Rhuba: I wish I saw Marimba talk more in the Discord.
Oct 21, 2024 16:21:05 GMT -5
Yakito: Marimbus will perish by my hands.
Oct 22, 2024 2:13:57 GMT -5
Chomei: Marimbus will persevere by my hands.
Oct 22, 2024 4:38:31 GMT -5
Rhuba: Why is he preserving your hand?
Oct 22, 2024 15:18:52 GMT -5
Pom: Maybe he likes it?
Oct 22, 2024 17:04:34 GMT -5
Marimba: It'll come in handy some day
Oct 23, 2024 12:26:15 GMT -5
Mister Steel: Chomei's estate is vast, and marriage into the family can only benefit Marimba with access to cattle, pasture land, and much grain to feed his armies.