Just looking ... Stareeeee. Before just flying away.

A hawk is looking at the deity.

“I see.” He pulled on his sleeves, trying to accomodate his shirt, it was getting uncomfortable for his feathers. “Although magic is complicated here, some have knowledge ... A lot of it.”

“The moon often can see what's on the mind, where the heart is, where the soul is, can see the darkness on the people, the stories of him are ... Something.” He looks at him. “Interested in his sigil?”

“I don't like him either, but oh well.” He listened to him while stretching, masked eyes looking at him. “The mind is a fascinating thing. Territory of the moon.” oh how he missed his moon.

“Maybe you have a connection with this world that he can see, cats are often told to be walking between the paranormal and normal world.” He pulls out a Rher skin bible. “You might want to read this, it can respond some questions.”

“We only have moldy bread and a blue plant.”

He takes a baggie of catnip balls out of his poncho, and gives it to him. “That cat must really like you then huh.”

“And who said I was good at it, I just drink.” Stretching after his slumber. “Do you need anything?”

Well, he's going to check on his apprentice, hopefully she's still under the binds.

“Might as well.” He downs it in one go, feels pretty nice. Fresh ...

“Huh ...” He smells it first to see if it's not poisoned ... He's not that stupid.

“I won't say I'll never drink again, because that would be a lie ...”

He woke up with a hangover.

And he's pretending still to not be hearing.

(💭 “I may be too old for this talks.”)

He was existing as a hawk, just spying on people in tree branches.

Eating from a body .... It's not very good, but he rather not hunt and just scavenge.

Well, he hates having to do that. At the threat of being attacked by a mob of villagers ... He just let his true form blind them, pure light staring at them. Only apologizing a bit after.

“If they try to they will suffer the consequences.” yawnnn “5 minutes more ...”

He was taking a nap in his usual spot for offering his services ... Mostly like a drunken nap.

He's there, longingly looking at the moon.

Sighhhhhhhhh, he hates his job. Munching on a human heart of a dead villager he found laying around.

“In the town I'm offering my services I highly doubt the water is even safe to consume.”

I may not be paid mind by the town folk's here, but I still have eyes to witness the horrible things happening.

“Yes.”

Time to drink!

[siiiiiiip—]

Well, his adorable companion decided she wanted to follow him to his work, so yes. A snake is hiding underneat his coat and sweater.

// me when the funger cast (both games)

𝗡𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗻𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹... ≫ #SMTRP #MVRP #RPSky ≪

// [dusting the place a bit] man I need to pass here more often

“My dearest moon, it's been a century since we last saw each other. But I will never stop looking ... As long as I'm here.” He's just reminicing over his drinks.

And he's drinking, he managed to get a decent bottle of rum on a town he passed on during his quick trip to Rondon.

He definetly didn't just take a couple more trinkets for himself.

Is that? The same horned man from earlier? He just opted to transform into a hawk to not seem suspicious.

While taking care of his hair, he just looked at the night sky. Only hoping one day he can reunite with his moon.

ooc. c'mon now gang.............don't spread ai ""art"" shit.......

The apple that was handed to him was pretty tasty ...

“Just a means to an end.” He's firmly against hunting humans down, if someone already passed and cannot give a proper burial. “I do not desire for more cruelty, there's already enough in this world. I'm not looking to hunt either.”