I used to hold your haunted neck; I know I'll miss you if I close my eyes
Danta's mouth opens, ready to tell the weird little guy with the weird pockets and the bit of paper to get to fuck, but wouldn't you know it, the baby little Ancient has found his teeth and claws and out he fucking comes. Drawing himself up as if making himself taller will somehow make up for the fact that his imaginary authority has been squashed, he nonetheless resigns himself to whatever is happening now.
"If that waterskin doesn't do the trick and Frey's Breath won't work, I'm not sure where else you're expecting to find water in the Climb," he remarks, a bit sulkily, because he doesn't really have anything else to add. And to think he gave up a perfectly good meal for this?
"If that waterskin doesn't do the trick and Frey's Breath won't work, I'm not sure where else you're expecting to find water in the Climb," he remarks, a bit sulkily, because he doesn't really have anything else to add. And to think he gave up a perfectly good meal for this?
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
