Well, Ithaqua would have, but it seems they're running low on supplies, thus he's just lurking for new ones to come. He may have never had chocolate before coming here, he can't go back now-- he's fairly sure he won't be able to forget the taste of it.
He sighs, resting his back against a wall, his boots flat on the ground for once and his stilts strapped to his back with the axe. His mask is still on, so his expressions are hidden away, but he's noticed someone coming, and he's waiting.
chocolate bliss
Well, Ithaqua would have, but it seems they're running low on supplies, thus he's just lurking for new ones to come. He may have never had chocolate before coming here, he can't go back now-- he's fairly sure he won't be able to forget the taste of it.
He sighs, resting his back against a wall, his boots flat on the ground for once and his stilts strapped to his back with the axe. His mask is still on, so his expressions are hidden away, but he's noticed someone coming, and he's waiting.
"You look like you have a purpose, little one."