Marduk (#3681)

As a self-proclaimed deity, Marduk has adorned himself in the finest money can buy at a reasonable discount. A robe of the purest synthetic fabric flows down his form, breeches of the finest imitation leather keeping his legs warm in a breeze. If it weren't for the pair of Nike tennis-shoes on his feet, you might almost believe the facade. The geeky black glasses on his face don't help matters either, and that crop-cut, peroxide-bleached hair isn't about to get him any dates.

he is drowsing away.
He isn't carrying anything.

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