// as long as there's bread and as long as there's an appetite //
A bark of laughter escapes him once more to hear her rebuttal, meeting her bristling smile with a too sharp one of his own. She’s smart, he’ll give her that. And each and every time they’ve met there’s been some amount of amusement either way with how she reacts to things. So he inclines his head with a raise of his brow, horns casting a taller shadow than they otherwise are with how he moves, lifting the shovel to remove it from the dug hole. “For being quite smart about it, how about I offer a twist to make it one reasonable Ancient task. To limit the broader range of options so you needn’t worry too much?” His dark brow lifts curiously, sure that he can surmise what reasonable Ancient things might be that she would be okay with.
Stepping away from the hole dug, Astaroth gestures to it for her to place that golden seed should she agree to the terms. And while she decides, he plucks his own golden seed from his inner breast pocket, the gold glimmering in the light as he twists it in his hand. If she doesn’t place the seed within and accept the offer, then he’ll happily drop his own within to bury it.
Stepping away from the hole dug, Astaroth gestures to it for her to place that golden seed should she agree to the terms. And while she decides, he plucks his own golden seed from his inner breast pocket, the gold glimmering in the light as he twists it in his hand. If she doesn’t place the seed within and accept the offer, then he’ll happily drop his own within to bury it.
Astaroth
// as long as everyone you need is stepping in line, you are camouflaged //
