They blot out the sun. For five days. And they yell the entire time. I gotta ask: why in the world did Nicol Bolas want to conquer this plane? This place is stupid. Why would anyone want to live here? Ravnica is stupid! Nicol Bolas is stupid! This whole stupid multiverse is stupid! … I’m …
EVERYTHING IS FINE.
So Bontu’s gone off the rails. No need to panic. What about this god-pharaoh everyone’s talking about? Look at those suns. The god-pharaoh will be back soon. They’ll help us out, right? I be they set everything straight, and it’ll be fine.
They don’t appear to be murdering anybody though, so should be all right.
Kind of a neutral characteristic, I guess. Sure, why not? We can join team Rhonas. It’ll be fine. I mean, you take what you can get, right?
Hazoret, the jackal headed god of zeal. Things that have never caused problems when left unchecked: zeal, ambition. And knowledge, come to think of it. It’s fine though; we still have Oketra and her order. She’ll keep everyone in line. It’s going to be fine. Trust me.
This is Oketra, god of order and unity. And truth. And stuff. All good things here. I’m feeling good about this place. Everything is fine.
Well, here’s Bontu, god of glory…or ambition or something, I think. Bit creepy. And unchecked ambition never lead anyone astray. It’s going to be fine.
Sure. Why not? It’s fine.
Aren’t they just the coolest? Everyone loves vampires. That guy on the table loves vampires. Don’t you buddy? What’s that? Speak up, I can’t hear you. Huh. Must’ve fallen a asleep or something.