sit down now for some ground rules, thank you
do you think you can handle that much?
do you think you can handle that much?
“Ah,” Astaroth starts to say, pausing when he hears that she’d met a delightful woman who had nothing but bright things to say about the Dusklight. And while the butcher knows of a fair few women who would be willing to suggest the Dusklight as a place to stop, one sticks out in particular. “Is that so? Was she blonde, perhaps, and about this tall?”
The butcher’s hand without the cane lifts to guestimate Charlie’s height – very well, too, should it be the correct woman he’s imagining. “It just so happens that I work at the Dusklight. My name is Astaroth. And who might you be, darling?” Dropping the gesture of whereabouts Charlie stood in comparison to him, he sweeps into a partial bow, leaning a touch closer to her height as he does so, his ashen spaded tail sweeping out behind him in a smooth flick.
The butcher’s hand without the cane lifts to guestimate Charlie’s height – very well, too, should it be the correct woman he’s imagining. “It just so happens that I work at the Dusklight. My name is Astaroth. And who might you be, darling?” Dropping the gesture of whereabouts Charlie stood in comparison to him, he sweeps into a partial bow, leaning a touch closer to her height as he does so, his ashen spaded tail sweeping out behind him in a smooth flick.
Astaroth
i've just come back to life, i'm here, i'm your little ray of sunshine
