Post by Chime on Oct 17, 2018 20:45:05 GMT -6
Chime's PL: 18,000
To call the Timeless Lookout a 'tower' was a bit of a misnomer. While it may have been connected to the ground in the past, now it simply floated above the Earth, suspended by some ancient magical means. Chime, Earth's would-be-Kami, touched down on the Lookout's perfectly flat surface, and his face was nothing short of awed. The place was a marvel of magical craftsmanship, with everything he could see perfectly aligned just-so. Not to mention whatever magic kept it afloat was still going strong with no signs of stopping. For it to have lasted up here, as long as it has been, was amazing. Chime didn't know how old the Lookout was, exactly, but it was much older than himself, at least.
From what he'd gathered from his allies, if you wanted to make dragon balls, this was the place to go. He wasn't sure what he was looking for, exactly, but he hoped it would be obvious when he saw it. There was only one building on the large, circular platform, so that made it easier. His answers had to lie somewhere within there. The young Namekian straightened his shoulders, adjusted his robes, and started out towards the building. He wasn't anticipating meeting anyone inside, of course, but he still wanted to look presentable, just for his own dignity.
Chime was halfway across that perfect grid of white tiles when he stopped, and looked to the sky. He could sense other energies, approaching him at high speeds. They were somewhat familiar, at least, so he wasn't worried about an attack, but it still made him a little nervous. He adjusted his robes again, self consciously. He'd gotten the go-ahead from a shinjin, of all things, but there was still the nagging thought in his mind that he wasn't supposed to be in this sacred place, as an off-worlder.