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Character of the Season
Once known as the Butcher of Whitebrim, he's now The Butcher of Dygra, stepping forward as the first created demigod of the Ancients. There is no question that Astaroth casts an intimidating silhouette. Tall, domineering and dangerous, if looks could kill you'd be dead already, but to get up close and personal with the Grounds' resident cannibal tells a much different story. Dripping with charm and clad in only the finest attire, Asta is a gentleman monster, as polite as they come and committed to his role as security for the Dusklight and those who have earned his loyalty. Be careful of that smile, though - those teeth are sharp.
Congratulations, Asta!
Credits
Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
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the sun inside of her rages like wildfire and she is gold, gold, gold
Bouncing over in her drunkenness to grab Nova’s arm, she tugs her sister back toward the horses with a bright giggle of laughter to see a red headed woman appear and drop troves of ducks on the big scary hydra. It’s far too funny than it should be as she coaxes her sister back toward Beans, taking the moment to hop up onto the back of the equine with panting breaths, helping her sister up behind her.
It's a challenge to breathe consistently between the laughter that leaves her, almost manic in its surprise – waiting to hopefully have her sister alongside her before Colt lets them go to head back home – shooting a vibrant bright grin at the blonde for the amount of fun they’d just had. And for a few moments longer, the young attuned could happily forget about the nightmare that had happened back in Torchline leading up to now.
Enraptured by the questions and curiosities of seeing the hydra, it takes some effort to pull her eyes away, but when Colt calls on Melita to join the party, she's not nearly as interested. The ducks do make her laugh, but Nova doesn't feel a need to resist her sister's insistent summons to see the outcome. She turns to follow, struggling onto the horse through the haze of laughter and cold.
Caly is so bright that Nova can't help but beam along with her, basking in the glow of happiness. Even if the night hadn't ended in her own victory, and their egg launching had been cut short, none of it matters. After the heartbreak and upturning of their whole world, all she cares about is seeing her sister smile, and if that means she has to suffer being second and chased from a brothel by someone she doesn't like, Nova doesn't mind too much.
Wrapping her arms around Caly, she lets out another "WOOHOO!!" as they take off on Beans, waving an arm towards the hydra like they might be friends.
Man, what a hell of a year it's been Keep on bluffin', but I just can't win Drowned my sorrows, but they learned to swim I need some good news Sittin' here, sippin' on cold truth
A shower of ducks is the last thing Colt could have predicted, which perhaps speaks to how poorly she knows Melita, and it only seems to serve to distract her more than Sunjata as she stands there, frozen, in pure astonishment. Melita vanishes as quickly as she had come, and though a duck bounces off one of the snarling hydra noses, Sunjata seems well versed on the Honeybee's effects beyond the immediate surprise of her arrival. For the best, really, she had never intended for him to be harmed, but she had hoped to make a cleaner get away than whatever this clusterfuck had become.
Her mount has completely lost it, the ducks the last straw, or perhaps just the chance timing of when the line finally yielded to the pressure of the horse's frenzied weight leaning against it. Snap, and Cheese goes bolting down the road. Luckily Beans remains unbothered as the girls do finally clamber on and get gone, and the trusty horse heads home, liable to guide Cheese too. "Fuck" Colt breathes, then after one, helpless glance back at Sunjata, she takes off at a dead run down the road to catch up to her fuckass horse.
[FIN]
Wish someone told me Livin' this life would be lonely Tryna get away from the old me Still stuck singin' these blues Love keeps knockin', but I just stay home Still lookin' for the right at the end of my wrongs
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
