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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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01-25-2019, 10:06 AM (This post was last modified: 01-25-2019, 10:07 AM by Remi.)
Vai's voice, worried and maternal. Zariah, sharp and no-nonsense. He thought he heard Jigano, but the words were muffled by the buzzing in his ears, in his bones. And Ashe? Was she—
"My—" Remi tried to say as the choir of whispers in his mind frothed like a wave. Squeezing his eyes shut, he waved a hand towards his bag, where his leather-bound notebook and a stick of charcoal suddenly appeared and drifted towards him. Grabbing at them with an uncharacteristic hastiness, Remi dropped to his knees and began to sketch in earnest, like a man trying to pin down a dream before it disappeared. With hasty glances up to the world outside, an image began to appear on the page drawn in Remi's characteristic precise-style. Grabbing at the snow around him, he added some to his finger to smudge and blur the charcoal to indicate where the orbs of light were, adding gigantic trees, and even digging beneath the snow to the dying grass beneath to smudge colour into them. The air was a brilliant blue and the flora was vibrant and full of life in a way that nothing inside the barrier was. And there, nestled in the snow, was a sight that made Remi's heart clench and flutter. Ianto. He'd know that foxy-smile anywhere.
In that moment, Remi had the overwhelming urge to fly as fast as he could to Rory, to place the mask on his friend's face and let him see.
Instead, as if suddenly exhausted, Remi pulled the mask off panting slightly as his heart beat wildly in his chest. Holding up the notebook for those around him, he looked at the barrier without the mask, feeling suddenly as though he wanted to cry at the sight of it.
Okay the PQ portion is over! Thanks everyone <3 !
REMI
Where do you go when you're right next to me?
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.