I used to hold your haunted neck; I know I'll miss you if I close my eyes
"Here's hoping," Danta says with a soft laugh, hoping the Longheat god doesn't happen to be a wine connosieur or something, after all this. Either way, with the candles arranged and lit and the scent of incense beginning to fill the air, the wine and herbs make fine finishing touches. "Hear hear," he echoes to her toast, raising the bottle a second time and taking a parting sip.
Once he's finished, he rises to his feet and carefully tips the rest of the wine in steady rivulets over the dark stone, letting the thin veins of red run and blot the land with ruby. "Perfect," he decides, brushing off his pants and replacing the empty bottle into the bag. "Well, you said it yourself that you wanted to be quick. I think that pretty much covers it. I'm going to leave an offering for Dygra at the Cathedral on the way back to wait for the skyship, if you'd like to join me."
Once he's finished, he rises to his feet and carefully tips the rest of the wine in steady rivulets over the dark stone, letting the thin veins of red run and blot the land with ruby. "Perfect," he decides, brushing off his pants and replacing the empty bottle into the bag. "Well, you said it yourself that you wanted to be quick. I think that pretty much covers it. I'm going to leave an offering for Dygra at the Cathedral on the way back to wait for the skyship, if you'd like to join me."
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
