so give me your prayers up on your feet
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
Now, he’s quite intrigued about the sudden movement of everyone toward the Oerwoud – a space he hasn’t been to since his return to life. A time when it had been merged with other places way back when. So it’s a nice little jaunt, the trip to Torchline and then meandering toward the gathering crowd, full of lanterns being placed, and he realizes he’s quite empty handed.
But that’s fine – there’s nobody he wishes to remember on this night. No, Astaroth is simply here for the experience, like a fly on the wall – tall and dressed in a deep burgundy suit to keep him warm, the cane leaned on ever so lightly, dark eyes and horns scanning the crowd for anyone he might recognize enough to talk with.
If not, it’s no big deal. He’ll simply just remain unless someone wishes to interact with him.
Asta arrives with no lantern.
But that’s fine – there’s nobody he wishes to remember on this night. No, Astaroth is simply here for the experience, like a fly on the wall – tall and dressed in a deep burgundy suit to keep him warm, the cane leaned on ever so lightly, dark eyes and horns scanning the crowd for anyone he might recognize enough to talk with.
If not, it’s no big deal. He’ll simply just remain unless someone wishes to interact with him.
Asta arrives with no lantern.
Astaroth
so give me your sins, give me your lies
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
