[It's not accurate to say the Lord can emote. He's just a mass of shadow and intimidation at the moment. But somehow, there is a sense of what he's feeling, even if it's only a few seconds of tension.
The Lord's eyes tilt. One could imagine a doglike head tilting its head in confusion and assign that to the motion. Then another "limb" rises from the mass and touches the altar, beside the first. Like a ripple in a pond, the light and shadow shift around his touch, and suddenly the stone altar ripples, too, totally out of existence.
He saw it when they were assembling the room. The priest called it her "bed." It forms, where the altar once stood, and solidifies into existence. It's hard to tell if it's really here or just an illusion.
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The Lord's eyes tilt. One could imagine a doglike head tilting its head in confusion and assign that to the motion. Then another "limb" rises from the mass and touches the altar, beside the first. Like a ripple in a pond, the light and shadow shift around his touch, and suddenly the stone altar ripples, too, totally out of existence.
He saw it when they were assembling the room. The priest called it her "bed." It forms, where the altar once stood, and solidifies into existence. It's hard to tell if it's really here or just an illusion.
The eyes tilt again, to the other side.]