Dantalion
but you can't be free
Unsure whether or not he likes knowing that Deimos is not, in fact, infallible, Danta decides not to comment on this lack of healing ability. Perhaps for his birthday the Sword might get a badly made first aid kit, who knows? (Danta. Danta knows, because he'll be making it). His gaze roams left and right as they continue their stroll through the marketplace, the Ancient lingering on knick-knacks, the odd hissing pumpkin, and the cleavage of a young merchant.
"Sounds about right," he admits with a mild smirk, regarding the Old Gods not wanting to fix a problem they hadn't created. "You talk as though you've met them. You some kind of prophet or something?" Actually, that wouldn't surprise Danta too much, given the power the other man wields. Aren't there supposed to be demigods in Caido? "I guess we'll have to wait until this Deepfrost to know for sure," he adds, monsters-wise.
"Sounds about right," he admits with a mild smirk, regarding the Old Gods not wanting to fix a problem they hadn't created. "You talk as though you've met them. You some kind of prophet or something?" Actually, that wouldn't surprise Danta too much, given the power the other man wields. Aren't there supposed to be demigods in Caido? "I guess we'll have to wait until this Deepfrost to know for sure," he adds, monsters-wise.
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
