Azrael
The introduction from Cam is a welcome one for the young demigod. Azrael flashes a bright fanged smile back in Cam’s way as they start to get to work on the wall, bobbing their head. “I am Az!” They chime, pausing in their work (and perhaps messing it up a fraction in the process) to place a hand to their chest to greet them. “Azrael, really, but lots of people call me Az.”
And with that introduction in place, they return to their work with a bit more frustration. “Oh no.” They hum with a sad sigh, shuffling their hands a bit as they try to get the mortar to work. It doesn’t quite go according to plan and they find it easier to peel off the layers they’d done so far to try again with new mortar and see if that makes a difference.
Azrael tries to get new mortar and tries to redo their layer!
And with that introduction in place, they return to their work with a bit more frustration. “Oh no.” They hum with a sad sigh, shuffling their hands a bit as they try to get the mortar to work. It doesn’t quite go according to plan and they find it easier to peel off the layers they’d done so far to try again with new mortar and see if that makes a difference.
Azrael tries to get new mortar and tries to redo their layer!
shadows dance around the room,
i know their names, i carry their blood too
i know their names, i carry their blood too
