Behind the throne, in the spacious chambers that serve as his private retreat, Goro relaxes, tipping back a jeweled goblet sized perfectly for his fists, of one of the finest vintages he ever remembers savouring. He should hate the Horizon, and this...domain he's built, a mixture of Kuatan and his old island retreat smashed together. None of it is real, just a fantasy built and maintained by the magical energy of the Horizon. There is nothing meaningful here, just cheap escapism. He should hate it...
but he has looked upon his domain and saw it was Good. Everything is sized right here. The food is familiar, filling, and always available, and the drinks actually succeed i getting him nice and happily drunk, a sensation he has missed dearly. His own private retreat, away from the outside world, where no one will bother—
—ah. Of course he thought that too soon. Setting the goblet down for now, Goro rises from where he was reclining, savouring a tray of food taken from the feast outside. He thought he had built this place to be so obviously dangerous that nobody sane would venture into it to bother him. But it seems he forgot, if you put a "WARNING, DO NOT ENTER: DANGER" sign, there's a not insignificant portion of the human population who would see the sign, then enter anyway so they can find someone to ask what it is they should be trying to avoid. And one of those humans is now in the central chamber of his domain. Sadly, his bath in the boiling hot underground pool that takes up space at the end of his personal quarters will have to wait for now while he addresses this pest.
He pushes back the curtain and steps out, delighting secretly at how easy it is to fit through the passageway. He doesn't even have to straighten up again! "I summoned no one to explore my domain."
Goro's Horizon form is much the same as his actual form, but with the inclusion of a blood-red cape with gold accents that hangs off his broad shoulders, and a heavy brass necklace set with a large, dark red ruby in the center. Golden armbands and footbands adore his limbs, while his head is crown with a silver jeweled circlet, a symbol of his royal authority.
He regards Sasari with curiosity, his eyes narrowing. This one...this one he does not recognize. Either he lives in a distant Free City, OR, perhaps more likely...this is a Summoned of Thorne or Solvunn. His first encounter with a member of that group. An interesting opportunity.
Moving past Sasarai, Goro moves to take his seat on the throne. He lowers his bulk onto the stone chair, and then leans back, and yes, he's grateful for that.
"I do not know you. Who are you, that you walk so bravely into a place like this?" He asks, taking a sip from the goblet that he absolutely carried out with him. Even as he drinks, his eyes remain fixed on Sasarai.
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but he has looked upon his domain and saw it was Good. Everything is sized right here. The food is familiar, filling, and always available, and the drinks actually succeed i getting him nice and happily drunk, a sensation he has missed dearly. His own private retreat, away from the outside world, where no one will bother—
—ah. Of course he thought that too soon. Setting the goblet down for now, Goro rises from where he was reclining, savouring a tray of food taken from the feast outside. He thought he had built this place to be so obviously dangerous that nobody sane would venture into it to bother him. But it seems he forgot, if you put a "WARNING, DO NOT ENTER: DANGER" sign, there's a not insignificant portion of the human population who would see the sign, then enter anyway so they can find someone to ask what it is they should be trying to avoid. And one of those humans is now in the central chamber of his domain. Sadly, his bath in the boiling hot underground pool that takes up space at the end of his personal quarters will have to wait for now while he addresses this pest.
He pushes back the curtain and steps out, delighting secretly at how easy it is to fit through the passageway. He doesn't even have to straighten up again! "I summoned no one to explore my domain."
Goro's Horizon form is much the same as his actual form, but with the inclusion of a blood-red cape with gold accents that hangs off his broad shoulders, and a heavy brass necklace set with a large, dark red ruby in the center. Golden armbands and footbands adore his limbs, while his head is crown with a silver jeweled circlet, a symbol of his royal authority.
He regards Sasari with curiosity, his eyes narrowing. This one...this one he does not recognize. Either he lives in a distant Free City, OR, perhaps more likely...this is a Summoned of Thorne or Solvunn. His first encounter with a member of that group. An interesting opportunity.
Moving past Sasarai, Goro moves to take his seat on the throne. He lowers his bulk onto the stone chair, and then leans back, and yes, he's grateful for that.
"I do not know you. Who are you, that you walk so bravely into a place like this?" He asks, taking a sip from the goblet that he absolutely carried out with him. Even as he drinks, his eyes remain fixed on Sasarai.