Dygra
As the harbinger of this brand new shrine, it only seems right that Astaroth is the first to properly dedicate himself to Dygra within it. The moment his blood touches the slab of obsidian the entire room will appear to grow heady with warmth, the walls and flagstones rippling, and Asta will feel it right down to his bones as the goddess's presence hums to life in the space.
"You are always welcome at my altar, sweet butcher," she purrs, each ruby and gemstone seeming to pulse with the candour of her voice. "Speak freely of what you desire. This space is eager to hear it."
"You are always welcome at my altar, sweet butcher," she purrs, each ruby and gemstone seeming to pulse with the candour of her voice. "Speak freely of what you desire. This space is eager to hear it."
