Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
One might not believe it, but Dantalion actually does his job every now and then. And right now finds him in the OfFiCiAL government rooms of the Dusklight, papers on his desk and a roaring fire to drown out the noise of the rain that still insists on falling every damn day.
Taking a generous sip of his drink and organising the papers under the desklight, he considers where the Hollowed Grounds might best benefit from all of the effort being put into it. And, you know what? The Barracks had just been renovated, so what the hell. May as well put that to further use, he supposes.
Not that he predicts that they'll need an army any time soon, even if they're working on having one. As far as he knows, the Grounds are still Caido's pariah. (And Danta kind of likes it that way).
~FIN
Taking a generous sip of his drink and organising the papers under the desklight, he considers where the Hollowed Grounds might best benefit from all of the effort being put into it. And, you know what? The Barracks had just been renovated, so what the hell. May as well put that to further use, he supposes.
Not that he predicts that they'll need an army any time soon, even if they're working on having one. As far as he knows, the Grounds are still Caido's pariah. (And Danta kind of likes it that way).
~FIN
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
