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Benevolently, he smiled at them. He was not ignorant of the distrust that practically wafted off of the group, but nor was it unexpected. "Friends, please. I am not like the Gods who normally descend. I am but a humble servant, please, speak plainly with me. You are curious, skeptical, unsure. Is it not so?" He turned to look at him, sparkling gaze surveying the crowd. "The Gods act in mysterious ways, or so you have been told. Your Sun God burned down acres and acres of land and was banished. His sister murdered your loved ones and friends, and even more recently, a handful of new Gods appeared and were promptly cut down. I healthy dose of skepticism about one such as I appearing out of the sea, is only natural." His mismatched teeth came together in a dazzlingly handsome smile. "Take some time to think it over, won't you? Until then, I shall begin the process myself. When we are all good and ready, I shall tell you what I need of you, and perhaps you will have seen enough of me to know that my motives and intentions are true." He didn't mind. Although his task needed to be completed swiftly, he was happy to begin on his own. They would see that he was no threat, that in fact his appearance here was a benefit to them. But a shiny crown to a child, did not a friendship make. But he had time. He would show them. Kisamoa is going to go about his business! Look for him when he pops up! :D |
