Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
"ToWeLs, DaNTa," the Maverick echoes petulantly, though the sharpness of his grin gives him away; in truth, he's just disappointed that he doesn't get to see Astaroth in some shimmering bikini from his time spent in Torchline. Alas, maybe some other day. (In his dreams, he knows). Allowing the butcher to step out in front as the Mountain's Roar opens up before them, all crimson mist rising from a ruby pool and powerful, iron tinged water plunging from such a height that Danta can barely see the top, the Maverick pauses so he can kneel and rummage in his own satchel.
They are here for a reason, after all, and he's not sure how much water they're expected to collect, so he's brought a couple of large canteens so that they can make the most of what they do bring back. As he straightens, the canteens tucked under one arm, it's to find Asta standing before the waterfall, his suspenders dropped around his waist, casual and powerful in a way he hasn't seen from the other man since before Deepfrost.
Slinking closer, it's only once he's almost pressed up against the butcher's back that he realises there's something in his back pocket what does it have in its POCKETSES and he's momentarily distracted as he expertly slips the item out for a quick examination.
Mothman scales?
With a crooked smile, Danta absolutely palms the scales into one of his own pockets, fully planning to play a game of oh, Dygra, no, have you lost something? Let me help you find it! in the near future. For right now, though, he leans his chin over Asta's shoulder and shoves one of the canteens beneath the butcher's arm. "That's right - I'd forgotten you found that shift again," he trills, playfully pulling Asta's tail before escaping to go and collect his water.
Danta has stolen:
Type: Light | Style: Defensive | Level: Basic
MothMan Scales | Incredibly lightweight but strong scales that can be crafted by a god into armour or a shield.
They are here for a reason, after all, and he's not sure how much water they're expected to collect, so he's brought a couple of large canteens so that they can make the most of what they do bring back. As he straightens, the canteens tucked under one arm, it's to find Asta standing before the waterfall, his suspenders dropped around his waist, casual and powerful in a way he hasn't seen from the other man since before Deepfrost.
Slinking closer, it's only once he's almost pressed up against the butcher's back that he realises there's something in his back pocket what does it have in its POCKETSES and he's momentarily distracted as he expertly slips the item out for a quick examination.
Mothman scales?
With a crooked smile, Danta absolutely palms the scales into one of his own pockets, fully planning to play a game of oh, Dygra, no, have you lost something? Let me help you find it! in the near future. For right now, though, he leans his chin over Asta's shoulder and shoves one of the canteens beneath the butcher's arm. "That's right - I'd forgotten you found that shift again," he trills, playfully pulling Asta's tail before escaping to go and collect his water.
Danta has stolen:
Type: Light | Style: Defensive | Level: Basic
MothMan Scales | Incredibly lightweight but strong scales that can be crafted by a god into armour or a shield.
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
