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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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Despite the predators that lingered in Remi's soul, the alchemist was a fairly unaware being. Though Maea wasn't necessary sneaking up on him, she may as well have been for how close she was able to get before he noticed.
With a bright and boyish smile of surprise, Remi turned towards her. He was taken by the strange paleness of her, though ever polite, his stare did not linger. "Ah!" He said with a laugh, turning to watch the dark unicorn as she pawed unhappily at the ground, as if it was the soil's fault that she hadn't mastered this new form yet. "Not hurt, no. Well. Her pride might be." He said, his voice lowering into a mischievous stage-whisper having said this.
Isla picked up a slow trot again. It was actual rather prancy, given just how much thought she was putting into keeping her hooves moving in a rhythm. Upgrading to the canter, Isla made her way across the field, to slow and spin nimbly on her haunches. Perhaps emboldened by the success of this, she suddenly charged forward, muscles rippling beneath an ebony pelt. Quickly though her forelegs seemed to tangle on nothing at all, and her gallop turned into a misguided mess of legs.
With a gentle laugh, Remi turned back to Maea, sea-glass green stare sparkling with youthful amusement. "She is just not used to this body yet." He said almost apologetically.
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.