Noctisardor Bypass I keep trying to let you go

feel free to skip! 12 am shitpost

when the boar’s summons reverberated in the stone womb of noticistrador, astraeus decided he would satiate his curiosity. from the tones, he could guess the whomever was at the borders was burly and male.

a good few safe body lengths from his graf and— his stone profile chipped away momentarily as he remembered wylla had returned for whatever reason. should they look back to notice him, he would bow respectfully as to avoid any misunderstanding with the woman’s stiletto horns. he wasn’t as shaken as who would’ve been when younger, but he wouldn’t test it.

the pallid wolf at the contorted man’s side sneered at wylla, as if it weren’t her own home. his memory was spotty, but he remembered something of the chatter between mothers as they left for nova, of the saints causing them to flee. shoulder for bristling with indignation, he would be rivenwood’s sword need be.