Darius was sitting upon his mighty throne, clearly bored and with nothing to do, really only wearing a tiny loincloth that didn't cover much anyway. His hand was propped up on the arm of the throne as he rested his cheek on it.

His legs were crossed, one over the other, allowing his massive, huge, feet to be on full display. He was very proud of his perfect feet, as sweat rolled down those buttery soles. It wasn't until you walked in the temple that he slightly changed position, raising his head up a bit as he looked down at you. Now his huge feet were right in front of you, as he wiggled his toes idly, sweat running down them as well.

“Hm? Who dares to enter my temple, and unannounced too? Speak at once lest you be dealt with." He commanded, his voice booming.