// as long as there's bread and as long as there's an appetite //
It hasn’t been long since Astaroth had been to this shrine – given he’d only just received his quest not that long ago (enough to make a precursor trip to the Climb to give an offering, before he returned here to give its matching twin). Only this time he requests different company – only because he figures that he can only manage to wrangle Danta in for so many things given his usual duties.
So the letter had been sent to Maea instead, a request to meet him here, close enough to where they’d first officially met when there hadn’t been any crow shifts to spook him out of his skin.
The trek is another difficult one, made somewhat easier by the torch he carries in lieu of his cane and the fire magic at work to keep himself warm, finally breaking into the space for the shrine of ruby clusters and lighting some of the already burnt out torches from within to watch as the light dances along the faces of the gemstones. A bag resides in his other hand, that he sets aside for the moment as he waits for Maea’s appearance, tail flicking idly like a content cat despite the thick coat and scarf he wears.
So the letter had been sent to Maea instead, a request to meet him here, close enough to where they’d first officially met when there hadn’t been any crow shifts to spook him out of his skin.
The trek is another difficult one, made somewhat easier by the torch he carries in lieu of his cane and the fire magic at work to keep himself warm, finally breaking into the space for the shrine of ruby clusters and lighting some of the already burnt out torches from within to watch as the light dances along the faces of the gemstones. A bag resides in his other hand, that he sets aside for the moment as he waits for Maea’s appearance, tail flicking idly like a content cat despite the thick coat and scarf he wears.
Astaroth
// as long as everyone you need is stepping in line, you are camouflaged //
