Dantalion
but you can't be free
Of course he's met several; he's probably even fucked a couple of them, the lucky bastard. Slipping his hands in his pockets, Danta absently fondles the jar of honey as Deimos continues, raising his eyebrows to hear Safrin's name in particular leave his lips. (That's not going to help his case when it comes to denying any intimacy with deities). "Oho?" He grins. "The lady of the stars, huh? What's she like?" Great tits, he bets.
Whether or not Deimos realises that mentioning any other number of dangerous fauna is actually a selling point for Danta when it comes to the Grounds, the Ancient takes it as such regardless. Eyes lighting up, he tilts his head and imagines what it might be like to chase banshees through the Inner Quarter. "I'll have to make a list," he decides; a list of creatures to encounter and play with.
Whether or not Deimos realises that mentioning any other number of dangerous fauna is actually a selling point for Danta when it comes to the Grounds, the Ancient takes it as such regardless. Eyes lighting up, he tilts his head and imagines what it might be like to chase banshees through the Inner Quarter. "I'll have to make a list," he decides; a list of creatures to encounter and play with.
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
