Kadava
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PL: 100
Black Magic (x4P)
Tag: @kadava
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Post by Kadava on Oct 19, 2018 17:41:40 GMT -6
Not long ago, Kadava had split himself into four in order to get away from a bothersome primate of a paladin and his Konatsian counterpart. Such grandiose spells were not worthy of such bothersome being. Being split into so many beings was also quite troublesome. He was able to keep in touch with different happenings through telepathy but the resounding agreement between each Kadava was that it was a tiring affair. His stomach was also feeling a bit knotted up as a side effect of eating the decrepit majin flesh that he would need to soon expel from his bodies one way or another...
Thus far Kadava had little issue with the native namekian of this world. They seemed to be quite peaceful for the most part, and had he more of his brethren present it would have been an excellent place to conquer from the shadows. The people here had their own magic, including a rare healing power that would likely take several centuries of experimentation to reverse engineer. Whatever the case it had seemed that Konats wasn’t worth the time anymore.
After traveling eastbound across the flatlands the warlock noticed a building that was relatively larger than the other hovels that he had noticed throughout the lands. As he grew closer to the shrine he noticed lush streams of pure water. Beneath his scarf the tired old man licked his lips and made his way down from his flight. Landing itself was quite rough for the old fellow in his weakened state. He found himself wanting for a cane, but instead wobbled towards the fresh water outside of the strange shrine.
Dropping to his knees at one of the streams he began cupping the pure waters of the sacred shrine with his hands and slurping it greedily. Little did he know that the waters here were considered sacred to the namekian people and only those with permission were supposed to drink it.
Mollusc
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Post by Mollusc on Oct 19, 2018 20:05:31 GMT -6
Mollusc was once more at the shrine. He'd was praying to Porunga. Though he was unsure if he was chosen by Porunga he still wanted to pray to him. The idea he existed brought him so much hope. It brought him passion. It brought him a sense of direction. Still, his goal was more focused on helping his friends now less about being Porunga chosen champion. "I must thank you Porunga for giving me what I have and what I am is because of your blessing. I hope you are proud of me. Your faithful follower..." He'd stop as he heard the slurping of something nearby. He'd tried to ignore it as he went to speak again but then he heard it once more. Clearly, this was not in his head.
Mollusc got up from his sitting position his eyes scanning around. Near one of the sacred pools was a small man drinking the water down with greed. He was drinking from the sacred water of Porunga. That would not do at all. Mollusc walked over. His hand reached down attempting to yank the Kashvarr off his feet. He'd turn him around if he did grab him so he'd be facing him, "Why are you drinking this sacred water." Mollusc asked Kadava holding him at eye level while trying to keep his cool about it. Maybe the man had a reason. Or maybe he was looking to get punched from Here back to a namekian village. It didn't matter to him which he was going for.
Powerlevel:42,000
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Kadava
Newcomer
PL: 100
Black Magic (x4P)
Tag: @kadava
Posts: 11
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Post by Kadava on Oct 24, 2018 20:13:21 GMT -6
Kadava’s slurping was interrupted by a sudden force that ripped him from the tasty water. The unexpected turn caused the warlocks mouth full of water to open with surprise as he erupted a small grunt. The water spewed down the side of his face and some prayed towards the stern faced warrior who desired accountability.
“Sacred?” Kadava muttered in a confused tone. He soon began to realize he might have gotten himself into trouble here. It seemed like trouble was a bit harder to avoid here than he had hoped thus far. “I-I’m sorry, young man. I was weary from my travels and found myself wanting for a drink. I hope I haven't offended you too terribly.”
Kadava was generally shaken up by the surprise encounter. With widened eyes he attempted to loosen the Namekian’s grip upon him. He was getting tired of getting treated like a rag doll by all of the do gooders on the planet.
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Post by Mollusc on Oct 24, 2018 20:39:21 GMT -6
Mollusc looked over the man as he waited for him to speak. He was red skinned with an odd cloak covering his body. He was a shrimp for sure but not a child. He didn't have that soft expression. That all he knew or what he could tell about who he was holding with one arm. As the man grunted the water hit Mollusc's face. He uses his free hand to wipe the water off his face as he'd look at Kadava. It seemed that man wanted to be coy with him. Then the man finally spoke. He seemed to have no idea what he was doing was wrong, "This is the sacred water of Porunga." Mollusc said leaning in a bit. How did he not know about this water? Then he explained himself or at least he tried. He hoped he had not offended him. He had been weary and found himself needed something to drink. "If this had been a week ago you'd be in big trouble." He'd put him down, "However, you seem honest enough. You cannot be drinking from this water, however, it is to our god. Porunga the great dragon of Namek." Mollusc raised his hands stretching them out to cover the area behind him. The grace of namek, he just wanted him to behold it.
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