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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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Remi smiled at that. Medical knowledge and a desire to spend time with one another? Then it made sense that Isla had capitalized on the strange circumstances that LongNight would bring. Perhaps if anything it would give the medic a bit of a break if Jigano could take over for some of the more mundane procedures. Though, did ascended require breaks in the same way? No, Remi reminded himself. They did not. This made his smile falter awkwardly, not at all inclined to think of Jigano and Isla twisted up as he and the medic had been.
Remi's smile returned with boyish joy as he nodded at this description. Or trapped in an ice cave Remi almost added, but he supposed that fell well under the heading of nervousness. Imagining the ascended tutting around in his home and brewing tea was something Remi found difficult to make his mind imagine, and his lips twisted crookedly. 'Unfortunately I have only been with Sam in rather ... chilly and terrifying situations. Despite that the amount of heart he has, beating or not, was certainly quite clear." The alchemist agreed.
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Remi hardly heard Jigano's warning call as he gazed upon the husk of his former lover and friend, though the tug of his jacket was enough to stop his forward march. Distantly he heard the man's instructions, but they filtered so slowly into his mind, like a sieve clogged with sand. Even so, Remi's obedience ran far deeper than his temporary shock at seeing zombie-Loren, and despite the hands holding him back, Remi pulled forward and leaped nimbly into the air, his body shrinking and contorting swiftly. Being in this body was a relief, as the scent and the enhanced sight of the thing broke any sort of hold it might have had.
Watching the deadly dance below, Remi pinned his wings to his sides and did precisely as Jigano had instructed. At the last moment his wings fanned outwards slowly his descent, and his talons shot from his belly aimed towards the creature's grotesque eyes. If his claws made contact he would grip and tear, holding himself to the things face and using his sharp beak as an additional weapon.
REMI
How do you steal what you really want
When what you really want is free?
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
