/// i'm uncontrollable, emotional, chaotically proportional
i'm visceral, reloadable
i'm visceral, reloadable
Snorting to Maea’s own tease, he shakes his head – the firelight reflecting in the dark obsidian of his horns to give it that much more of a fiery appearance. “No, no, my dear. I protect the Dusklight.” He winks to her with another amused smirk, before gesturing to the bar and herself. “You happen to be a part of it at this present moment.” Therefore, no Paladin comments.
He was a butcher, at the end of the day.
He stands up a bit straighter as someone gathers Maea’s attention, though, watchful as he nods to her and plucks the glass of wine from the counter to take a sip precisely at the time he notices the very person Maea’s gaze had shot from, vanish from the bar. Curious as it was, he sets the glass down and collects the cane, his tall stature makes it easy for him to part the chaotic crowds, and his time spent in the Climb made it easy to pick out things in the chaos, and so he trails after Maea as well – eyes peeled for a red head that might have an idea of trouble in his mind.
He was a butcher, at the end of the day.
He stands up a bit straighter as someone gathers Maea’s attention, though, watchful as he nods to her and plucks the glass of wine from the counter to take a sip precisely at the time he notices the very person Maea’s gaze had shot from, vanish from the bar. Curious as it was, he sets the glass down and collects the cane, his tall stature makes it easy for him to part the chaotic crowds, and his time spent in the Climb made it easy to pick out things in the chaos, and so he trails after Maea as well – eyes peeled for a red head that might have an idea of trouble in his mind.
Astaroth
i'm crazy, i'm crazy, i'm crazy, i'm crazy ///
everybody in the world knows i'm a little twisted
everybody in the world knows i'm a little twisted
