I'm still comparing your past to my future
"Yeah, it's just as muddy there as it is here apparently," Danta says, assuming that's the reasoning behind the ew - though it could be the Flood, you really never know. "And yeah, that's what Sunjata told me. Which - and that's another thing--" Taking a deep breath and letting it out again as if to gain control of his thoughts, while he does so Danta grabs for two wine glasses to pour them both a generous measure from the the bottle.
"I was thinking this year we could ask Dygra for a healing fountain. One filled with wine, if I get my way." He winks, raising his glass as if to chime it against Kiada's. "It's selfish on my end, because Asta keeps getting himself chewed up and spat out by monsters and I think the Temple are going to start charging us for healing if it keeps up. But it's good for the rest of the region, right?"
It's always good to run that sort of thing past his Registrar, he finds.
"And that was my thinking, yeah, since it keeps raining and storming anyway. More lightning it is." He grins.
"I was thinking this year we could ask Dygra for a healing fountain. One filled with wine, if I get my way." He winks, raising his glass as if to chime it against Kiada's. "It's selfish on my end, because Asta keeps getting himself chewed up and spat out by monsters and I think the Temple are going to start charging us for healing if it keeps up. But it's good for the rest of the region, right?"
It's always good to run that sort of thing past his Registrar, he finds.
"And that was my thinking, yeah, since it keeps raining and storming anyway. More lightning it is." He grins.
Dantalion
it might be your wound but they're my sutures
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
