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?
Flora’s name isn’t the one he expects to hear, but it’s well received all the same. The butcher chuckles and nods, inclining his head toward the younger Ancient. “Ah, yes, that makes sense. We do have quite a lovely reputation.” The bragging comes easily, but he’s happy to hear Flora’s name at the very least. “Flora is lovely.” Easily said and very deeply believed, the butcher settles to offer his own tidbits of information. His name, the fact that he works at the Dusklight, etc.
“The pleasure is mine, Aithne darling.” Astaroth hums in his rich accent, leaning down in that similar bow, drawing him closer to her height before he returns back to his full statue, his ashen tail flicking contently behind him as his sharp toothed grin remains on display to hear that things have gone well for her. “I have heard rumors of Stormbreak. I take it you are newly changed?” He asks, drifting a bit further in from the front of the portal so as to not block it if anyone else wished to approach.
“The pleasure is mine, Aithne darling.” Astaroth hums in his rich accent, leaning down in that similar bow, drawing him closer to her height before he returns back to his full statue, his ashen tail flicking contently behind him as his sharp toothed grin remains on display to hear that things have gone well for her. “I have heard rumors of Stormbreak. I take it you are newly changed?” He asks, drifting a bit further in from the front of the portal so as to not block it if anyone else wished to approach.
Astaroth
i've just come back to life, i'm here, i'm your little ray of sunshine
