// I'm putting you out of your misery //
He watches her step backwards while his chest comes to life. Fire blooming within the caverns of his chest, nightmare incarnate as he lowers his head when she speaks, stuttered as it is. His antlers protrude far larger than his usual triple pronged obsidian, but even they seem large for this shape and form with how gnarled and elegant they have appeared.
He doesn’t want to prolong it out, though, because as he watches her reaction and the way she seems just about ready to high tail it out of there, he knows she’s really taking his appearance to heart. “Thank you, darling.” It’s that same, impossibly deep baritone of his accent, echoing disconcertingly with his usual voice as he starts to drop the haunt.
Just like that, the flame and draconic wolf are gone — leaving the butcher behind just a few inches away from Flora now, with minor changes from his appearance. His horns are no longer just the tri-pronged ones, instead boasting a rack of sixteen points, eight tines per each antler extending out like a clawed hand for the heavens. “Are you alright?” He asks softly, reaching out toward her with a warm hand, unsure if she’ll let him know that she knows what lives under his skin.
He doesn’t want to prolong it out, though, because as he watches her reaction and the way she seems just about ready to high tail it out of there, he knows she’s really taking his appearance to heart. “Thank you, darling.” It’s that same, impossibly deep baritone of his accent, echoing disconcertingly with his usual voice as he starts to drop the haunt.
Just like that, the flame and draconic wolf are gone — leaving the butcher behind just a few inches away from Flora now, with minor changes from his appearance. His horns are no longer just the tri-pronged ones, instead boasting a rack of sixteen points, eight tines per each antler extending out like a clawed hand for the heavens. “Are you alright?” He asks softly, reaching out toward her with a warm hand, unsure if she’ll let him know that she knows what lives under his skin.
Astaroth
// 'cause darling you're dragging me down //
