Astaroth
// a beast in the business of selling forgiveness //
Clicking his tongue, Astaroth’s smile shifts to something a bit softer – figuring that they’d potentially just been wiped from recent memory, and all those that did remember had died out or not passed any information along. It’s a shame, but not surprising, even as he hears about Stormbreak’s own lack of information. An intriguing thought at first, until he recalls the recent endeavor of how after he’d fallen into a slumber the region had banned any Acquired from entering their boundaries.
Ah, at least he’d missed that whole ordeal. “I have thought about it.” He murmurs with a huff of a chuckle leaving him before he shrugs his shoulders easily and straightens his posture again before inclining his head. “You are quite welcome.” Glancing out over his shoulder back the way he’s come, he’s realized perhaps Danta might be finished with whatever it was he was doing and its likely time to head back. “Well, it was truly a pleasure to meet you. Danta has spoken quite highly of you.” He says as he starts to smooth out his jacket, making a means to head back to Haulani.
Ah, at least he’d missed that whole ordeal. “I have thought about it.” He murmurs with a huff of a chuckle leaving him before he shrugs his shoulders easily and straightens his posture again before inclining his head. “You are quite welcome.” Glancing out over his shoulder back the way he’s come, he’s realized perhaps Danta might be finished with whatever it was he was doing and its likely time to head back. “Well, it was truly a pleasure to meet you. Danta has spoken quite highly of you.” He says as he starts to smooth out his jacket, making a means to head back to Haulani.
// dead eyes on a treacherous grin //
