// i'll deliver hell to your doorstep dressed in rich facade //
Does he like to watch? That’s a good question. It’s not particularly something the butcher has ever thought about. Instead, he’s hyper focused on ensuring the rectangular shaped obsidian sits precisely in the center of their little archway, tail flicking contently behind him when he calls back. “Quite sure, darling!” Paired by a snort from Charlie’s don’t let him rush you. As if, Astaroth knows that Danta is probably enjoying his positioning just as much as the butcher is enjoying seeing the archway come to life.
“Perfect.” Comes the accented drawl and the sound of his approach, peering up at Charlie from Danta’s shoulders with a sharp grin. “It is not so often I get the opportunity to look up at anyone.” The grin brightens a bit as he looks to Danta with a teasingly playful raised brow.
Anyway, he’s returned to their side with the bag of metal trinkets and things left behind in the Spire, that he plucks a curved half of a jeweled goblet for himself to place eventually before holding the bag out for the two of them. “Shall we decorate?”
Round four!
Take the bag of goodies and start decorating! Items in the bag are along the lines of artifacts, goblets, candlesticks, etc!
No post order <3
“Perfect.” Comes the accented drawl and the sound of his approach, peering up at Charlie from Danta’s shoulders with a sharp grin. “It is not so often I get the opportunity to look up at anyone.” The grin brightens a bit as he looks to Danta with a teasingly playful raised brow.
Anyway, he’s returned to their side with the bag of metal trinkets and things left behind in the Spire, that he plucks a curved half of a jeweled goblet for himself to place eventually before holding the bag out for the two of them. “Shall we decorate?”
Round four!
Take the bag of goodies and start decorating! Items in the bag are along the lines of artifacts, goblets, candlesticks, etc!
No post order <3
Astaroth
// then, i'll burn you to the ground like an angry god //
