[There is a complete mountain of a man prowling around the heart of the temple. His appearance does not exactly give one a sense of ease: he easily stands a little over six feet, and the pitch black cloak he uses to cover his bulging frame, alongside the skull mask he wears, does little to help any fears some might have at the sight of him. The first thoughts a lot of people might have would be either to confront him then and there or to run from him.
Luckily for you, the man has decided your course of action for you as he looks right at you and
...And he just puts a hand up in a non-threatening gesture, signaling that he doesn't want to fight.]
Hello. I h-h-hope I didn't surprise you.
[In comparison to his impressive frame, his voice is weak. Wavering a little, both from the stutter he seems to possess and an uncertainty, it seems, about speaking in general. In just difficulty, knowing what he wants to say but having a hard time getting it out.]
I already touched the c-crystal and heard what it had to say. Um. I don't know how this place w-works still, or all that's going on, but i-if you could tell me where I could help with anything, I-I'd appreciate it. W-We're all in this together, right?
B. Around Waverly Bay
[Rando isn't sure exactly how this is supposed to help anything: is it some kind of weird game? It doesn't seem to be very productive or how it might help either the people here or the people this place has brought here, nor does he have a particular interest in gaining power. But at the same time, it is what he's being asked to do, so it must be important on some level.
Surely the thing that brought him here, to what is, really, a paradise compared to Oliathe, wouldn't just be screwing with him.
Excuse him. A mountain of a man is coming slowly up to you.]
E-Excuse me, this might be odd but d-do you mind if I ask about a f-few things you might assume about me?
"Rando" | LISA: The Painful RPG
[There is a complete mountain of a man prowling around the heart of the temple. His appearance does not exactly give one a sense of ease: he easily stands a little over six feet, and the pitch black cloak he uses to cover his bulging frame, alongside the skull mask he wears, does little to help any fears some might have at the sight of him. The first thoughts a lot of people might have would be either to confront him then and there or to run from him.
Luckily for you, the man has decided your course of action for you as he looks right at you and
...And he just puts a hand up in a non-threatening gesture, signaling that he doesn't want to fight.]
Hello. I h-h-hope I didn't surprise you.
[In comparison to his impressive frame, his voice is weak. Wavering a little, both from the stutter he seems to possess and an uncertainty, it seems, about speaking in general. In just difficulty, knowing what he wants to say but having a hard time getting it out.]
I already touched the c-crystal and heard what it had to say. Um. I don't know how this place w-works still, or all that's going on, but i-if you could tell me where I could help with anything, I-I'd appreciate it. W-We're all in this together, right?
B. Around Waverly Bay
[Rando isn't sure exactly how this is supposed to help anything: is it some kind of weird game? It doesn't seem to be very productive or how it might help either the people here or the people this place has brought here, nor does he have a particular interest in gaining power. But at the same time, it is what he's being asked to do, so it must be important on some level.
Surely the thing that brought him here, to what is, really, a paradise compared to Oliathe, wouldn't just be screwing with him.
Excuse him. A mountain of a man is coming slowly up to you.]
E-Excuse me, this might be odd but d-do you mind if I ask about a f-few things you might assume about me?