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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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"Ah..yes. I suppose that makes sense." Remi said with an equally polite, but awkward nod. He thought about offering his wrist to Sam to bite, but given that the thought of merely taking the man by the hand or shoulder to offer him comfort caused a wall of panic to arise in himself, he couldn't imagine what it would be to be bitten by another man. The thought was terrifying and in so small part thrilling, but even so, it was not something the alchemist was yet ready to face.
Indeed, conversation was normally quite easy for the alchemist. As the subject wandered away from the subject of them, words seemed to flow quite naturally between the two. Having come from a society where trading and bartering had been the norm as well, the alchemist elaborated on some of the stranger things he'd been offered in the past (blushing awkwardly at the amount of times strange sexual favors and devices had been on the table).
Halting before the tangle of the hedge, Remi bit the inside of his lip as he glanced towards Sam. He seemed to be mentally chewing on a thought quite hard, his jaw literally clenching as the idea rolled over and over in his mind. "Can you ... can you sense where it is we need to go?" He asked with a tentative breath, the words on his tongue. If he could ... then the smartest thing to do would be to fly. The squirrels and boggarts were ground-bound creatures. But of course, Remi knew exactly what was required in order for them to fly in and it filled him with a sort of cold dread that he could hardly stand. Even so, regardless of whether he had or hadn't loved Sam in the past, obviously he had been someone special. Could Remi really let them walk into danger so easily, even if he was willing to protect Sam with his life even now, when it could be so much easier?
Яemi
But now it's happily ever never. I guess now I know better
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.