/// sorry, but you just got in my way
i promise honey, i can feel your pain
i promise honey, i can feel your pain
If he’s vanished from the party for a few moments, the butcher doesn’t and won’t comment on it. He does wander, though, briefly with the help of the way the woods here seem to pick and pull different courses for whomever steps through it. Perhaps it’s with the closeness he’s had to forests in his past that leads him through it.
Whatever it is, the butcher’s masked form finds its way toward the Bodega, towards markets still opened up that prove to be a decent distraction away from keeping tabs on Danta as he talks with a variety of attendees that have him so incredibly close to snapping.
Finding a familiar face amongst the rest, towering just as he does when it comes to the Fae, the butcher’s pace increases until he’s stepping up beside the Sword. “Deimos.” He says in greeting, shooting him a too sharp smile.
Whatever it is, the butcher’s masked form finds its way toward the Bodega, towards markets still opened up that prove to be a decent distraction away from keeping tabs on Danta as he talks with a variety of attendees that have him so incredibly close to snapping.
Finding a familiar face amongst the rest, towering just as he does when it comes to the Fae, the butcher’s pace increases until he’s stepping up beside the Sword. “Deimos.” He says in greeting, shooting him a too sharp smile.
Astaroth
and maybe i enjoy it just a little bit
does that make me insane? ///
does that make me insane? ///
