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Belar's not really known for being a god who's fond of warm weather. That's what happens when you and your people spend a few millennia trying to get to your worst enemies by any means practical and the most practical means is 'head north and see if the icecap'll hold'. But, you know, he's an adaptable kind of guy, all things considered. Plus, he's been itching to work with an ocean again, and that's kinda hard to do when you're adopted as the god of a tribe of land-bound Mongols. Nothing against the Dorbed, it's just they're landlocked, that's all.
He's gonna be sitting out by the lake, cross-legged, examining the water and periodically casting this illusion or that in order to see just what he'd have to do to get surf-worthy waves out of the lake. They're very good illusions, but they're just that- illusions.
He's gonna be sitting out by the lake, cross-legged, examining the water and periodically casting this illusion or that in order to see just what he'd have to do to get surf-worthy waves out of the lake. They're very good illusions, but they're just that- illusions.