Manny [Mantorok] (
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+1 elder god in human avatar form
[Those outside in the courtyard are seeing an interesting sight today. A man in strange purple robes is sitting on the fountain, silent.
No, not on the rim. He's literally sitting on top of the cherub decoration on top of the fountain, apparently indifferent to the very distinct discomfort it has or the fact that his legs are getting utterly soaked from it.
Mantorok is... thinking. This was new. Strange. Being transported randomly was not, in fact, something that he tended to experience, even in his "avatar" form, as it were. That he could still feel his real body, however distant it was, is reassuring, and his magic hasn't seemed to suffer even slightly for it, which is equally comforting.
Or at least as comforting as an elder god would need.
He was a bit... curious about those who ran around in this world. Were the people around here similarly teleported by some force? It certainly wasn't Trappers, and it wasn't as if different worlds was a strange concept.
But he's not about to go around asking people, no. Instead, he simply sits, and he waits, an aura thick with dangerous magic around him. Those who were even slightly curious about magic or the occult would find themselves drawn to him... while for those who had magic talent at all, it would be like a gigantic beacon, he's sure.
Waiting, always waiting for what it is that he wants... and this world would be no different. At least for right now.]
No, not on the rim. He's literally sitting on top of the cherub decoration on top of the fountain, apparently indifferent to the very distinct discomfort it has or the fact that his legs are getting utterly soaked from it.
Mantorok is... thinking. This was new. Strange. Being transported randomly was not, in fact, something that he tended to experience, even in his "avatar" form, as it were. That he could still feel his real body, however distant it was, is reassuring, and his magic hasn't seemed to suffer even slightly for it, which is equally comforting.
Or at least as comforting as an elder god would need.
He was a bit... curious about those who ran around in this world. Were the people around here similarly teleported by some force? It certainly wasn't Trappers, and it wasn't as if different worlds was a strange concept.
But he's not about to go around asking people, no. Instead, he simply sits, and he waits, an aura thick with dangerous magic around him. Those who were even slightly curious about magic or the occult would find themselves drawn to him... while for those who had magic talent at all, it would be like a gigantic beacon, he's sure.
Waiting, always waiting for what it is that he wants... and this world would be no different. At least for right now.]
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Far be it from me to correct you, then, my ghostly friend.
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Are you really a god? You don't act like any God I've heard of.
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I'll take it as a challenge, then...
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Then how about this. Every time you can truly amuse me... I'll teach you a piece of the power I have. In fact, I'll even give you the first piece right now, in exchange for making me look forward to this little challenge.
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[He gives Bakura a lazy wave over.]
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Let's start with the Alignment Rune, then, since I'm feeling so generous.
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'Alignment Rune'?
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That's another lesson, now, isn't it?
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Amazing...! [And that just gives him more incentive to try to entertain this guy because that is pretty damn cool.]
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