[God Quest] and the place you need to reach

I used to hold your haunted neck; I know I'll miss you if I close my eyes

"I am sorry, dark lady, for not coming sooner."

There's both a smile and an apology in Danta's voice, the Maverick entering the shrine on bare feet, his body wrapped in a silk robe decorated with crimson and silver stitching, imitating whorls of flame.

"It has been a curious sort of season." Running a hand lovingly across the slab of obsidian, his fingers tease at the razor sharp points used for offerings before finally committing, spilling a warm stream of red across the midnight stone.

"...And of course, with the Family deciding to leave, suddenly we have an abundance of roses and lilies." So no need for chaos clusters, apparently. "But with all that being said, the work is done. I would never want you to think I would leave a task unfinished."

Sweeping to kneel before the shrine at last, his bloody hands clasped and his head bowed, Danta waits for the goddess's inevitable arrival.

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Danta is turning in the quest from all you have is your fire

1. Complete a thread mining precious stones and minerals from The Climb
don't you ever tame your demons - Mined precious gems with Asta

2. Complete a thread doing something others would describe as "out of character" for you
somewhere in the between - Got dressed up all formal and learned how do dance a classic waltz

3. Complete a thread collecting roots from The Hanging Tree in the Feverlands
I sink to let you breathe - Collected roots with Asta

4. Complete a thread starting and winning a fight with someone/something
Take this body home - Fought Maea

Dantalion

Dygra

The world around Danta grows hot and oppressive, a feeling that would be uncomfortable for anyone not kissed by fire as the Ancients are. For the Maverick, of course, it will feel like the comfort of a loved one, a delicious heat that warms the body to the very core. And once the air is stifling, rippling with it, Dygra's voice purrs into his ears. "All's well that ends well, as they say, dark boy."

Her laughter is sensuous and deep, sending the blood on the altar into chaotic, warping shapes. "It may not be of use against the Family any longer, but still you have earned it. Keep it as a memento, perhaps, to worry less about the things that do not concern us." 

Before Danta, the heat will pulse and converge on the ground, and with a crackle of something altogether other, the chaos cluster appears, softly twinkling and thrumming with unspent energy.

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Danta has completed his quest and has received the following!

Chaos Cluster | A semi-organic amalgamation of precious stones and roots that, when planted, repel void flora and fauna.

Table coding by Sky <3

I used to hold your haunted neck; I know I'll miss you if I close my eyes

Danta's breath catches as he senses the approach of his goddess, before his breathing grows slow and deep, as if her presence alone is enough to slow the beat of his heart and focus his usually frenetic nature into something no less chaotic, but more concentrated. More dangerous. His eyes open at the crackle of the cluster before him, blue eyes reflecting the gemstones and their eerie glimmer, and it's with a fanged grin and his tail curling in delight that he reaches forth to cradle it in his hands.

"A memento," he purrs. "I think that's a fine idea. And who knows, perhaps it will be important one day in the future?" Shrugging his shoulders as if to say it matters little to him either way, he shifts to get comfortable on the debris littered ground, spending a few minutes examining the new creation before Dygra's presence fades. Even with her departure, though, he doesn't leave right away, relishing the lingering pulse of entropy in the air for as long as it lasts.

~FIN

Dantalion