Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
One queen's oppressive is another theocrat's delightful, or so the saying probably goes; as such, Danta can only grin and shrug his shoulders to Flora. "If you'd run into me and asked nicely, I'd have tried to track it down for you. On the wing, mind. I don't run unless my life's in danger." As she will have experienced personally.
Scrunching his nose as she goes poking around in pumpkin guts to retrieve her ring, Danta crouches beside her as well, offering out a suspiciously clean and pressed handkerchief for her to clean it off. (If you guessed that it doesn't belong to him, you'd be correct). "Pilgrimages? Sounds fun, if you're into that sort of thing. D'you always leave offerings to the same god?"
He knows Accepted have their preferences, but surely it pays to keep all of the deities sweet. Lucky for Danta, there's only one goddess in his life - the best one, if you ask him.
Scrunching his nose as she goes poking around in pumpkin guts to retrieve her ring, Danta crouches beside her as well, offering out a suspiciously clean and pressed handkerchief for her to clean it off. (If you guessed that it doesn't belong to him, you'd be correct). "Pilgrimages? Sounds fun, if you're into that sort of thing. D'you always leave offerings to the same god?"
He knows Accepted have their preferences, but surely it pays to keep all of the deities sweet. Lucky for Danta, there's only one goddess in his life - the best one, if you ask him.
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
