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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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02-25-2019, 02:18 PM (This post was last modified: 02-25-2019, 02:18 PM by Remi.)
Remi glanced across the crowd to see Ronin. Offering his friend a slight nod, Remi sighed. This will take time, Isla advised silently, feeling as well as seeing where Remi's eyes had wandered. I know Remi replied with a sigh. It weighed heavily on his heart, the hurt he saw on the guild master's face, and though he knew Isla was right, he still wished he could displace even a little of that pain.
Glancing towards Vai, Remi shot her a crooked smile and stretched his arm around her shoulder. "I prefer this kind of excitement to the death-sort." He said with a relieved chuckle, leaning his head against her shoulder for a moment. "Oh..and...It is a long story, but, Isla is now..." Glancing towards the dark unicorn mare who nodded her head in acknowledgement, Remi shrugged his shoulders. "I will explain later, but I have heard about all the healing you have been doing, and Isla says she is happy to take some off your hands. Especially seeing as you have other things to worry about keeping alive." He added with a glance towards her stomach.
And then...Remi saw Jigano's hand brush against Rory's and something inside of his stomach gave an unhelpful sort of twinge. It wasn't jealousy, but perhaps a close cousin, or childhood friend. Not quite cold... more like lukewarm when you wanted something refreshing, or the indeterminate feeling of being too warm in bed, but too cold when you stuck your foot out of the blankets. Oh, he thought to himself, straightening slightly. He couldn't quite tell if the cause of his discomfort was because it was Rory? Or because it was Jigano?
The sudden appearance of Sam at his side was like a splash of cold water. Here he was thinking of grasses and summer winds and hands that didn't quite touch, when there was Sam. Sam who he'd had every part of, who loved him. "Hey you." The alchemist whispered softly, wrapping an arm around Sam's shoulders and pulling him close.
He was such an absolute idiot.
REMI
Loving you was sunshine, but then it poured & I lost so much more than my senses
'Cause loving you had consequences
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
