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A largely built "man", for lack of a better term, wanders about the Nexus. His gait is long and wide, but he seems taken aback by his surroundings, and the fact that there are people here. But what is more noticable than this is that this individual is what can only be described as hideous, with yellow skin and a deformity of body and countenance.
He approaches the sign, and when he beholds it completely, he gapes at it. Questions? It says to ask a question? Oh, how could he settle on just one?
He lets out a heavy wheeze, and he turns to those assembled, a sneer on his disfugured face, as if he expects to be rebuffed with malice.
"Is mankind's capacity for goodness limited only to that which is pleasant to behold?"
He approaches the sign, and when he beholds it completely, he gapes at it. Questions? It says to ask a question? Oh, how could he settle on just one?
He lets out a heavy wheeze, and he turns to those assembled, a sneer on his disfugured face, as if he expects to be rebuffed with malice.
"Is mankind's capacity for goodness limited only to that which is pleasant to behold?"