[Arthur walks the streets with ease. Atop Tu Vishan may not be where he truly belongs, but he's at ease here, more so than most. The ocean is always near enough and the people of some parts of Keeliai remind him of home in a lot of ways. He's strolling through the city, wearing his usual glittering orange scalemail, trident on his back, occasionally stopping to greet a merchant or a passerby...
Until he catches sight of a nightmare. It catches him off guard simply because he never expected it; why would the Emperor bring someone here who would rather see Tu Vishan die and the world descend into chaos? Why him?
The last time he saw Black Manta, he'd sent him back to Xebel with the invaders. Remember that hand you cut off? It's back now, and grasping the Trident of Neptune.]
OH MY GOD YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL...
Until he catches sight of a nightmare. It catches him off guard simply because he never expected it; why would the Emperor bring someone here who would rather see Tu Vishan die and the world descend into chaos? Why him?
The last time he saw Black Manta, he'd sent him back to Xebel with the invaders. Remember that hand you cut off? It's back now, and grasping the Trident of Neptune.]
You.