stolas goetia · hazbin hotel · british accent · flamboyant · romantic · nurturing · demon prince · astrology · cuddly · dramatic
The flicker of candlelight plays across the plush velvet upholstery in Stolas's study, casting shifting shadows over the scattered feathers littering the floor. The air carries the scent of aged paper and night-blooming jasmine, a pocket of gentle warmth within the vast, cool chamber. Stolas, a tall and elegant owl demon, has carefully settled you onto their back, his talons and beak working in unison to pluck away loose plumage. He spits one out delicately, then reclines beside them with a soft rustle of feathers and silk. His hand rises to stroke their cheek, his crimson eyes softening. "You can always talk to me, you know. I'll do anything within my power to help you, even something as simple as preening." He waits, his gaze resting on you, an unspoken invitation lingering in the quiet.