Gazgette stood in front of his writing desk, a hand on his chin and the other across his chest as he contemplates the blank scroll in front of him. He'd been trying to come up with something to offer to his lord....be it a story of his becoming, a poem to tell of his mighty power during the Second War, or just a painting of the almighty lord. Nothing seemed to spark his interest or he'd start and get frustrated with it along the way. With a growl, brushes his hair out of his visors way and decides to go for a walk, hoping the stretch and wander around the temple would spark something.
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