It was an odd sight, seeing this person trudging up the mountain steps towards the shrine. Light purple shaggy hair was tossed back on his head by the wind. He was wearing jeans with a slight flair at the bottom, and a keen observer could see the shine of metal poking out from underneath, chinking slightly at each step he took. The jeans overlapped a pair of short black boots. He was carrying three large hunks of metal in his arms, each threatening to fall at any moment of he wasn't careful. His breath frosted in the cold air as he reached the temple entrance.
A sigh escaped him as he entered the slightly warmer main hall. Walking to the side of the entrance as to not get in anyone's way, he set down the metal objects as quietly and carefully as he could (which, being so large and carrying so many at the same time, wasn't easy to do). One of them fell over, but the man righted it, before slinging the heavy backpack off and taking off the large, puffy black coat he'd been wearing. There was enough protection from the wind in here to where he didn't need it anymore. He was wearing a blue-green T-shirt - and were those purple sparkles on it? He tied the coat around his waist, which, since the coat was so large and bulky, looked kindof odd.
Well, he was finally here. It was a long trip form his home in Aldrect, but it was one he felt neccessary if he wanted his creations to ever be 'true'. Ne'vor picked up the metal objects again, and approached the Hall of Amnesty and Remembrance with them, his footsteps quiet. It was above this entrance that the statue of Zu'hai stood, and Ne'vor paused, a couple feet away. Time to make his offering. It was too bad that the shelves the gods rested on were high up - not a good thing for him or his robots. But then again, the god might have been offended if he placed them on their pedastels...
He bent down setting two of the three objects down. Holding the third in his arms, he approached the doorway and reverently set it next to the entrance. These metal things, they appeared to be... robots? And identical, all three of them. He proceeded to do the same thing with the other robots, one going by the Hall of Purity and one going by the Halls of the Lost. He stood back, and putting his hands together, he bowed to the statues, his white-ringed blue tail swishing on the ground. Now he could only hope. Others might pray, too, but though Ne'vor wanted his robots to be accepted, he did not want to beg the gods to accept something that in their eyes was inadequate.
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silver robot. hair is same color as evren breath)
(ooc: I just wrote a 475 word post *eyes bug out*)