Dantalion
but you can't be free
Danta - to nobody's surprise at all - does not feel as emotional about the killing of the unicorn or the extraction of its blood. If anything he's just a little disappointed that there isn't more to play with. "I'll take that one," he says, selecting the vial of unicorn blood and uncorking it. Walking in a slow circle around the perimeter of the bath they've created, he drips the blood into the stone and mortar until it's suitably stained.
With that done, he grabs the blade from his boot and slashes the back of his palm to let the crimson drip reverently into the offering bowl; of course Danta would never hold back on giving his own blood to Dygra's cause. Once that's done and he's carefully licked his blood from the blade, the Ancient hops back up beside his impromptu building-buddies. "I don't know about anyone else, but I certainly feel like soaking in some actual hot springs now."
Danta sprinkles unicorn blood and leaves an offering!
With that done, he grabs the blade from his boot and slashes the back of his palm to let the crimson drip reverently into the offering bowl; of course Danta would never hold back on giving his own blood to Dygra's cause. Once that's done and he's carefully licked his blood from the blade, the Ancient hops back up beside his impromptu building-buddies. "I don't know about anyone else, but I certainly feel like soaking in some actual hot springs now."
Danta sprinkles unicorn blood and leaves an offering!
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
