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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!
Credits
Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
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The door was not the right size, but honestly Remi would have been surprised if it was. Nothing around here seemed particularly standardized. He'd had to make alterations to his own doors and windows and even the lock most recently (that had required a bit of magic, but Remi thought he could probably sort this out himself).
Creating a small piece of chalk, Remi made several markings on the door as he lined it up with the frame. Humming softly to himself, he picked up the door and went out into the yard where a saw-horse had already been set up. Glancing around for a saw to use (this took a few minutes), the alchemist located one and went back to his project. Now Remi was no real carpenter, but he was studious and clever. Using several rocks to hold the door in place, Remi dexterously sawed through the wood where he had made his markings. Measure twice cut once they said, but Remi would prefer just to do everything only once, albeit quite diligently.
Twitching his lips from side to side as he moved the blade back and forth, Remi proceeded carefully but quickly to ensure that his cuts were straight and not jagged. Confident that he'd cut to his specifications, the alchemist lifted the door off of the stands and moved back towards the frame. If it proved that he'd made the right calculations, he would create two metal hinges for the door to sit against and began to actually fit the door properly into the frame.
remi
Every now and then the things I lean on lose their meaning And I find myself careening in places where I should not let me go
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.