Astaroth
// a beast in the business of selling forgiveness //
He makes quick work of devouring the second apple slice before he turns his attention back to the chocolate martini – a wonderful combo, if you ask him – when she makes her little vow and he inclines his head in appreciation. If there was one thing the butcher was known for, it was his stubbornness. Something that had helped keep him a threat, as well. There were far and few that could keep his leash, but Danta had proven to be able to handle it.
And so, the Maverick harbors the fyrhund’s leash, with promises and deals and agreements made between them, and that satisfied Asta enough.
Of course, he doesn’t get to do everything he would like to do, but he’s comfortable. And perhaps that’s all he needs for the moment. “Have you tried this chocolate drink that Danta crafted?” He asks idly, sliding the glass over for her to try should she wish to. “I have a terrible sweet tooth and it’s quite divine for it.”
And so, the Maverick harbors the fyrhund’s leash, with promises and deals and agreements made between them, and that satisfied Asta enough.
Of course, he doesn’t get to do everything he would like to do, but he’s comfortable. And perhaps that’s all he needs for the moment. “Have you tried this chocolate drink that Danta crafted?” He asks idly, sliding the glass over for her to try should she wish to. “I have a terrible sweet tooth and it’s quite divine for it.”
// dead eyes on a treacherous grin //
