Dygra
"To create, to destroy, to exist," Dygra agrees; change and chaos, disorder and instability - all are elements that reside within every Ancient, and Astaroth is certainly living up to expectations even having come into the fold later in life.
"You are already undertaking it, sweet, dark child," she assures him, the shrine thrumming and pulsing with an inner glow that matches the cadence of the goddess's tone. "Go. Continue the work you have begun. Paint this region in the shades of my name, and do it with my blessing."
"You are already undertaking it, sweet, dark child," she assures him, the shrine thrumming and pulsing with an inner glow that matches the cadence of the goddess's tone. "Go. Continue the work you have begun. Paint this region in the shades of my name, and do it with my blessing."
