Sarunishi's body moved gracefully through the temple as people stared at him in wonderment, awe, and fear. This walking incarnation of stone and fire was something to be stared at for sure, but he was but a simple mortal as all were. Swiftly entering and exiting the inner temple of the Void, Sarunishi moved himself to the temple of Fire. It would be exceedingly warm for someone other than Sarunishi in such a place. His bright gemstone quality eyes darted about before locking themselves upon the main altar. Setting himself down before it in seiza, he closed his eyes and brought himself internally. Within, a conversation would begin between himself and his ageless demon. One of the few times in Sarunishi's life since being bonded with his familiar would the area around him actually cool. His breathing slowed every so slightly and the cracks in his body dimmed. The area around him was mildly colder than usual. It would be bearable and like that of a normal person.
Curiously, people stared from the edges of the doorway until a few trickled in and followed Sarunishi in practice, however, instead of facing the altar they faced him as they prayed or meditated. It didn't matter to Sarunishi. He had no idea either way. He was lost in thought with himself as it were. Their conversation was on various topics. Ages past. Stone. Shamans before they were shamans as people knew them now. All of it resonating and filling him in ever the more on his purpose here. Perhaps he was truly home. Maybe this was all a mockery or something better. He knew not. All he knew was that it was time to finally become one with his darker rider.
Curiously, people stared from the edges of the doorway until a few trickled in and followed Sarunishi in practice, however, instead of facing the altar they faced him as they prayed or meditated. It didn't matter to Sarunishi. He had no idea either way. He was lost in thought with himself as it were. Their conversation was on various topics. Ages past. Stone. Shamans before they were shamans as people knew them now. All of it resonating and filling him in ever the more on his purpose here. Perhaps he was truly home. Maybe this was all a mockery or something better. He knew not. All he knew was that it was time to finally become one with his darker rider.