LUDO
"I always have time to play, sweetling. And tonight, I wish to play puzzles." Like great, dark wings, Ludo's rags reach out to start collecting the corner and edge pieces of the puzzle. It appears before Anju as though it has simply manifested in the darkness, a pale porcelain mask taking on the facsimile of a smile as it sits before her; a ball of fabric handling bits of a game.Plonking down all four corners simultaneously, the god starts to fiddle with the edges, trying to find the ones that fit together. "Hello, small thing," it greets Riya as well, yet another tendril reaching out to pat the dragon upon the head. "What is this picture going to be, I wonder, when we have put all of the pieces where they ought to fit?"
