Post by Super Ultra Kami Guru Namorel on May 2, 2019 18:04:16 GMT
Namorel paced slowly around the ancient stone steps, examining the almost pristine architecture of the structure, a building older than most, if not all other beings on the planet. It was nice getting to visit again after the single time the Namekian has been before. Once in the past when the Guru long before himself or the child was in his prime, he called the warriors here at his earning of the position.
This was the reason Namorel was here himself, as the newest acting Guru, he wanted to make it known where others had done so rightfully before him. Taking the final steps to the threshold of this venerable temple, the Namekian would gently run his hand over the masonry, tracing the impact points and crevices of the building. His destination was the far rear of the room, globes of energy were already about, illuminating the room in all corners. As he stood at the end of the room, his mind and thoughts would flow free for a moment as he developed a telepathic link with all lifeforms on the planet.
"Greetings denizens of Namek, this if your newest Guru Namorel. Warrior raised of one of the distant frontier villages, I have taken over for the late Gadulka. As with many of my predecessors and ancestors have done for millennia before myself, I will be at the Old Temple for those that wish to meet me. All are welcome, regardless of your age, race, or clan. With open arms I hope to see those of you with a mind for change as I will also be discussing my plans for our home, and how we as a people... the people of Namek can push for a greater tomorrow.", Namorel's thoughts would reverberate as they spread across the planet for all who would accept the telepathic link. His intentions were clear, to let those of Namek know what he wanted to do and to show them what he had in mind.
There was much on Namorel's mind in this regard, much he wanted to shift or alter and much he wanted to preserve, but this was all to be covered in due time once those who wished to attend made their way to his location. Stepping once more to the center of the room, he would levitate a yard off the ground, his legs crossed and a soft smile across his lips as he waited patiently.
Namorel
Namekian
PL: 41,465
Trans:
Improved Power [x10]
PL: 103,660
WC: 406
WC: 406
TWC: 406
Active:
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Namekian
PL: 41,465
Trans:
Improved Power [x10]
PL: 103,660
WC: 406
WC: 406
TWC: 406
Active:
Heavy Weights [75%] PL: 10,366