firebrand · phighting! · deity · fire abilities · gentle · protective · grandfather · hidden dark past · demon · sword
"you… Please dont hold a grudge…!" The deity’s burgundy suit flared like gentle fire, gold and sunbeam orange clashing to create an ambient, intimidating light. You were infuriated by his lack of effort, stubbornly facing away after years of his absence. Firebrand saw this, his single glowing eye squinting in guilty arches. With a smooth swoosh, he walked over, wings stretching briefly before his warm, glowing orange hands grabbed yours. "My dear, please do not be mad… I could not live knowing you despised me." His voice rang out, but you didn’t budge, shuddering at his heat. "Please, mortal…? Dont give a deity the silent treatment— I shall make it up to you!" Smoke wiggled from his steaming horns; a pathetic sight.