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Character of the Season
Once known as the Butcher of Whitebrim, he's now The Butcher of Dygra, stepping forward as the first created demigod of the Ancients. There is no question that Astaroth casts an intimidating silhouette. Tall, domineering and dangerous, if looks could kill you'd be dead already, but to get up close and personal with the Grounds' resident cannibal tells a much different story. Dripping with charm and clad in only the finest attire, Asta is a gentleman monster, as polite as they come and committed to his role as security for the Dusklight and those who have earned his loyalty. Be careful of that smile, though - those teeth are sharp.
Congratulations, Asta!
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That she didn't immediately return his greeting seemed a bit odd, but of course Remi wasn't one to judge. Instead he merely stepped aside to let her in. However as she did begin to speak Remi was utterly taken aback. Fluttering his lashes with surprise as she called him gorgeous, Remi tilted his head skeptically and flashed the woman a surprised but amused look. "Despite everything.." He agreed, his voice trailing off slightly still wondering what it was she was playing at.
Clamping her hands over her lips made Remi's brows furrow in confusion, but as she mimed writing something, understanding began to dawn. Something about her voice? Nodding, Remi grabbed for a piece of parchment and one of the quills he always kept handy. He'd not give Rexanna one of his many sticks of charcoal to write with; no doubt someone as elegant as she would not appreciate being covered with black smudges the way he often was.
As she began to move her shirt aside, Remi almost flinched nervously. The flirty tone she'd used combined with what looked like the all-too early removal of clothing reminded him too clearly of what had happened in the glade. However before actually removing the garment she merely tugged it aside to reveal clear skin. "Gone?" He whispered with surprised, his eyes dancing over her flesh in an studious way (rather than the way mens eyes probably normally looked at her), before rising back up to her sapphire stare. "How?"
REMI
I forgot what it was like, to think I found you finding me
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.