HomeOmid rode in on his throne that was carried by those that serve him his beautiful full hair bouncing and dancing in the wind and he smiles at the people that watched him as he came down the road being carried as he was a simple man with a master plan to make the most of this place and the things it could give him as he needed new toys and servants that wouldn’t break as easy from his need to overload them and make them work faster and more to his needs as he was not a patient man and he was not going to pretend that he was a very nice guy as he wasn’t he was here simply to gain more footing and raise himself up in the rankings. He wondered who would come and attempt to earn his eye, would they be worthy of his time or would they sadly just be a waste of the space and air that they took up when they stepped forward toward him and spoke. He would look around as this place seemed neat but yet he could smell the influence that he would have if he was to be on the winning side of all of this so the people that come to him best be ready to impress him or they will sadly only find that they came up short in a battle of inches they would have lost a mile. The jewelry that he wearing gently clangs in the wind as he is carried, he had many riches that he was willing to share rather it be wisdom or jewels that would make the one to receive it pass out but he needed to make sure that he was not getting carried away as he was not one to really let a good chance get away from him if he can help it he knows that he has to make this count and to make the people that wish his support to have to work for it so that it isn’t so easy to just think that they will receive his backing without working for it so he needs to make sure that they are somewhat like minded and are ready to stand by him if ever the need come for him to need to be backed in return as there was much to do still but he had little interests in small gains the gains need to be big or they will only fall flat. "I wonder which will be fighting for my attention and if they fight I hope the one to seek me is willing to fight till the death for it." The man runs his long well toned fingers through his dark hair as the sun keeps kissing his skin like the god among men that he is as he was not going to stand down or stand back as he was going to make sure that he ends up with the winning hand or die trying. "Look at all those marvelous things, those look like they would fit nicely to enhance my men and make them be able to be pushed even further till they hit their limits" The man rubbed his chin as his gold shined in the sun, not one person could mistake him for being meek or timid as he was as flashy as they came but that also came with its own issues. He stood out which made him a target of envy and striving to try to one up him but he would not allow that to be the case as he needed this and he was not going to allow it to slip through his fingers but he had to admit that the enhancements did look tacky so at the moment his foot sat on the side of the loyalists for who he would stand by unless someone was smart enough to give him a good reason to dip his well maintained toes into their cause. Event Conditions
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The Pen Is Mightier - Desierto
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