[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px; color:lightgrey;"]There was no wait that took time away from him. No, it seemed that they were as quick of feet as they were of wit and yet he found something lacking. What was it? What was it? Or was he merely imagining it and thinking something that did not truly exist at all. His rounded ears pulled back, rubbing against thick horns that burdened in cranium and yet there was no malicious intent upon his violet gaze filled to the brim with a fire of intrigue that perhaps made his gaze much too bright. "Yes yes! You are correct. Life is about appeasing others you see. Always moving, always thinking though never for oneself. Or maybe always for oneself, selfish that is. But appeasing others is a part of life. Lungs are appeased when they continue to breath air, thirst is appeased when drinking water. Appeasing is always appeasing. It brings a sort of peace to living." Such was the ramblings of a mad man truly but he held such a spark in him that he was almost giddy when the subject was brought up but he managed to reign himself in. He couldn't get to ahead of himself after all she had already spoken of a key amount of information. So he would always file that away. Agatha Ashyver did not like to converse with strangers and so a stranger he would not be. Just for her. Only for her.
"I will satisfy your inquiry because that is within your right. But this weather is also lovely..." He suddenly trailed off, a strange expression dancing across his facial features. Yet what was so lovely about it? It was too bright, too open. The trees though did remind him of his home but he forced himself back toward what he was doing. Her question demanded and answer and he must give it. Knowledge always sought more knowledge. "Pleasure to meet you on this most momentous of days. Yes. I am Matuah Anglos, Reaper of the Conclave. My only wish of appeasement is my own curiosity you see. I'm curious of the Ascendants and that is why I have come this day. To spread my w-," He was cut off, a jagged jerk of his head to the side as if a sudden pain had hit his head an he almost looked apologetic toward Agathe. It wasn't her fault his partner was so rude after all. "Ah, I'm sorry, dear lady. My familiar wishes to be introduced as well. Come, come now Deucalion come and say hello." The white large goliath spider wasted no time in slowly encroaching upon the space on the mutated creature's shoulder and watching with wavering pale pink eyes.
"I will satisfy your inquiry because that is within your right. But this weather is also lovely..." He suddenly trailed off, a strange expression dancing across his facial features. Yet what was so lovely about it? It was too bright, too open. The trees though did remind him of his home but he forced himself back toward what he was doing. Her question demanded and answer and he must give it. Knowledge always sought more knowledge. "Pleasure to meet you on this most momentous of days. Yes. I am Matuah Anglos, Reaper of the Conclave. My only wish of appeasement is my own curiosity you see. I'm curious of the Ascendants and that is why I have come this day. To spread my w-," He was cut off, a jagged jerk of his head to the side as if a sudden pain had hit his head an he almost looked apologetic toward Agathe. It wasn't her fault his partner was so rude after all. "Ah, I'm sorry, dear lady. My familiar wishes to be introduced as well. Come, come now Deucalion come and say hello." The white large goliath spider wasted no time in slowly encroaching upon the space on the mutated creature's shoulder and watching with wavering pale pink eyes.
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