// allow me to introduce myself //
He is usually the type to hibernate this time of year – especially more so this season than the last – but he had to come and get a very specific fabric only made here if only to surprise Danta when he returned with the spoils of his little quick trip. Thankful to have someone to distract him from turning to stone or falling asleep, at least, the butcher steps toward her until they meet halfway, nodding his horned head toward Sila and Fangorn in greeting.
Then, with her mischief and her question, a low laugh leaves the butcher as he considers her. “Things are good.” He starts off, letting his lips curl in a playful and sharp grin. “And if I ever deny antagonizing strangers, then you will know I am quite ill.” He boasts a little proudly, agreeing to her little game with immediate ease and very little time to consider.
Then, with her mischief and her question, a low laugh leaves the butcher as he considers her. “Things are good.” He starts off, letting his lips curl in a playful and sharp grin. “And if I ever deny antagonizing strangers, then you will know I am quite ill.” He boasts a little proudly, agreeing to her little game with immediate ease and very little time to consider.
Astaroth
// i'm the one who pulls all the strings, son //
