Dantalion
but you can't be free
Danta has never been on a skyship before. From Torchline the boat sailed high and far, turning the beaches into splotches of gold and the rivers of the Oerwoud into blue veins. The Climb soon disappeared into a haze of smoke on the distant horizon, and so the Ancient is instead forced to turn his attention to his destination.
And the Greatwood, when it appears, is breathtaking in its blaze of colours; Leafchange has painted the trees in shades of burnt orange, yellow and crimson, and as he exits the skyship, it's all he can do not to pluck leaves from errant branches, wanting to crush them in his fists to hear the crunch. His feet - still bare, because who needs shoes - have taken him down to this floating marketplace, and he peruses the stalls of the Bodega with the interest of a child.
It's both the same and different to Torchline's markets, Danta letting a bolt of silk slide through his fingertips and following his nose towards a cauldron of (presumably) stew at the next stall over. He has no money and nothing to trade, but that has never stopped him before.
And the Greatwood, when it appears, is breathtaking in its blaze of colours; Leafchange has painted the trees in shades of burnt orange, yellow and crimson, and as he exits the skyship, it's all he can do not to pluck leaves from errant branches, wanting to crush them in his fists to hear the crunch. His feet - still bare, because who needs shoes - have taken him down to this floating marketplace, and he peruses the stalls of the Bodega with the interest of a child.
It's both the same and different to Torchline's markets, Danta letting a bolt of silk slide through his fingertips and following his nose towards a cauldron of (presumably) stew at the next stall over. He has no money and nothing to trade, but that has never stopped him before.
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
