Post by Deleted on Aug 25, 2016 18:01:16 GMT
Namorel
Powerlevel: 5,130 [Base -75% Heavy Weights]
House (lvl 1: 10%) in effect
Perhaps it was time, Namorel had been living in the cavern ever since he came to this planet, using it as a retreat from the prejudices against him in the outside world. However since he had arrived he found that these prejudices were not as they seemed in his mind, perhaps he had placed too much mistrust in the humans and other species on this planet. Very few had directly insulted and yet he learned the Saiyans suffered a greater prejudice than him. He enjoyed the surroundings of the mountain range around Mt.Frappe, then again there was a place near the warmer mountains of Mt. Paozu that he had come to like quite a bit. The waters there ran warmer and fresher than any other place on the planet he had been to so far, and it also placed him closer to any sense of civilization he felt comfortable dealing with. Either way he would be within range of human civilization, but not right on top of it either. This, he thought was always the most comfortable position to be in for someone of his kinda, a tall green man does happen to stand out quite significantly in a crowd. Locations such as this however easily prevented these kinds of interactions from occurring and made isolation infinitely easier for the namekian as he insisted on living like such.
Mt. Paozu seemed like a beautiful landscape, but he had to once more fly to the peak to find the location he had picked last time. It would take a moment or two of landscape surveying to find the flattened cliff side he had spot the last time he was here. It was quite the exquisite spot, with an almost picturesque scenery below it and an almost magical position to it as compared to the remainder of the landscape around it. Flying over to it he would make sure it was clear enough for him to begin his construction planning. He would have to clear some moderately sized rocks from the ground to clear it perfectly meanwhile considering the best replacement material for the white namekian stone was not present on Earth as far as Namorel was aware and he was sure imports of it cost outrageous amounts of money and he did not have that kind of cash. He was rather broke really. There was that white material he had seen some of the larger, seemingly more important structures in the human cities, were made of. People referred to it as marble and apparently it was rather common on this planet.
After a bout of collecting his materials Namorel set out to work on the structure, starting with the circular base as he carved the marble ever so delicately into the curvature of the design he was aiming for. It took some time to get it exactly right, but he knew if his namekian ancestors could accomplish it. Following suit was the walls, buidling up from the base Namorel would rather hollow out a large brick of marble for this to avoid the need for some sort of adhesive material to hold it together. after a myriad of hours the namekian would finally finish the structure in the design of his people, resting inside at a hard day's work.
KP: 3/3 [No Tech in Use]