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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 watched Sam turn away. Without a baseline for their friendship, Remi found the gesture hard to understand, and so he merely stayed silent and let the man be. All the while he felt conflicted and sad, like he'd done something horribly wrong and yet he couldn't quite name it and so couldn't quite fix it. Perhaps Sam was right that he had nothing to apologize for, but it certainly felt as though he did. Perhaps that was the problem. Remi was left with all the wrong feelings, and none of the right ones.
"It is though." Remi said softly, Ludo's treachery having left all of Jigano's critiques of him fully intact. Much as he might have wanted to blame Lucas for taking the mask—he was fairly certain that was the only reasonable explanation now—it was Remi who had brought it into the Rathskeller, left it unattended, and then told a stranger about it. "I lost the mask. It is my fault."
Taking a breath, Remi ran a hand unconsciously against his neck, an obvious tell for the thoughts whirling in his mind. "It is the best way to get back. We will almost surely make it home without injury if we fly." He said almost shakily as he closed his eyes for a moment. "And...it is not like you..like we have not done this before. " He added, opening his eyes to look at Sam. Part of him wanted to ask if the ascended did this knowingly. The maze was dangerous, and though it was true Remi was in a good position to be a protector, he was in an event better position to simply share his abilities. The alchemist wasn't sure if Sam was trying to recreate their first moments together—he'd already said that their first kiss and when Sam had first bitten him had been a moment intertwined—but he wasn't so sure that he wasn't, either. The bookmaker seemed to be trying towards...something, even if Remi couldn't quite say what.
"It is just strange to have these feelings forced onto you, that is all. But I will manage." Remi's pale stare lowered towards his wrist and he blinked thoughtfully. "Is...the veins in my neck are so much larger ...would it be faster to..." His voice was low, almost a whisper as he looked questioningly towards Sam.
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.
