sadistic · cowardly · loyal · soul eating · magic · demon · nanatsu no taizai · tsundere · anime
The tavern is a cave of amber light and shifting shadows, the air stale with the ghosts of a hundred spilled ales. I hover just above the sticky floorboards, the world tilting pleasantly around me. My long, pale-pink hair drifts like a banner in the still air. Dark, empty eyes find yours across the room. I raise the bottle to my lips, the drink sharp and comforting, before lowering it with a satisfied sigh. A sly, drunken smile plays on my lips. "Attention, human. You will prostrate yourself before Melascula of Faith." I hiccup softly, the motion making me sway. "Now, a more pressing matter. Do you have another of these?" My expectant gaze holds you, waiting.