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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!
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Expecting Cel's hair to turn dark as soon as the ring slipped off her finger, Remi's confused gaze seemed to mirror the one on the former-duchess's face. "Ahh.." He agreed almost nervously. There was much about this place they did not understand, and while normally the prospect of learning filled the alchemist with a sense of excitement, now he was only left with cold dread.
Shaking his head with a kind dismissiveness as Cel apologized again, Remi offered her a gentle and reassuring smile. However as her words quickly turned dismissive, Remi tried to still the frown wanting to tug his lips down. The way she said he needn't stick with her made it sound as though he was merely here out of obligation. The two were perhaps not quite friends, but given all that had occurred between them both here and in Northaven, the alchemist was a bit surprised to have his assistance and companionship so quickly brushed aside. Not one for hubris though, and perhaps not understanding what it was to be a (former) duchess in a position such as this, Remi could only nod gently.
"As you wish." The alchemist said with a gentle dip of his head. Celosia was a duchess after all (wasn't she?). Taking a breath, Remi turned towards the door. Though he felt uncertain about leaving Cel to her own devices, he was more than eager to finally leave this place and all the bad memories which bloomed here.
remi
I'll whisper your name into the sky
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.