Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
Danta has made a fort. And it's a very good fort, he thinks; created from a hollowed out fyrhund burrow, he's broken through the top, piled up some rocks and bones (ammo and decoration) and is using his lovely leather coat from Torchline as a flag. And he's ready to defend it.
Defend it from whom, you ask? Everyone, of course. Call him crazy (likely) or just call the Ancients impulsive (definitely) but one has to do something to pass the time, and this is just as good an idea as any.
"Don't anyone think about attacking my fort!" he announces, sounding very prim and proper about it all. "Or I will have to retaliate with force!" Which would be a tragedy and a shame and not at all the entire point of a game like this.
To make his point extra clear, Danta flings one of his rocks off into the distance. So there.
Defend it from whom, you ask? Everyone, of course. Call him crazy (likely) or just call the Ancients impulsive (definitely) but one has to do something to pass the time, and this is just as good an idea as any.
"Don't anyone think about attacking my fort!" he announces, sounding very prim and proper about it all. "Or I will have to retaliate with force!" Which would be a tragedy and a shame and not at all the entire point of a game like this.
To make his point extra clear, Danta flings one of his rocks off into the distance. So there.
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
