TRAVELING ON THE ROAD | open + the sanctum

When's the last time he's been here? Back with Maria and him being promoted? Deadboy believes so since he recently changed his name back to Deadboy after everything. (He's broken inside, but they'll never know.) While Youngmenace is an... Interesting it didn't fit him like Deadboy– almost like his old name was home in a sense. Odd as it may be, he preferred this name over the other one any day. He's the one and only Deadboy, right? No one else has been called that, or so he believed so. Huh, how odd would it be if he met someone with the same name. Well, he'd ask for a full name. What's his full name? Burned Remains Of A Dead Boy. As cruel as it sounds he named himself, a fact not many knew. Then again, they didn't know him on a personal level to gain such information, not to mention it held a deep meaning to him and you can take a wild guess on what it can be. The demon tiredly treks through the wooded area below the floating islands, a little glad this is his last stop. After going out and checking other alliances he's ready to lay down and rest for a bit. (Sleep? No, sleep isn't in his vocabulary since he can't actually sleep, but he can rest. Both are two different things.)

Tail swing back and forth, the ebony hued serval travels up the stone staircase at a sluggish pace, huffing once getting to the top. Sure, he could have stayed down and wait for someone to come down – or be heading up – and greet him. Perhaps it's the excitement of being done for a week or two, minus any events they happen to come over and present to BlizzardClan. Fiery orange eyes scan the trees ahead of him tiredly and sits down with a soft sigh. "Uh, name's Deadboy, previously Youngmenace, and I'm here to check up on BlizzardClan. The Sanctum is having a sacrifice held for Herthe and you're all welcomed to attend." Comes the words in an exhausted yet relieved voice.

// PRAISE THE GODDESS | OPEN + SACRIFICE TO HERTHE ; HUMAN AU

Ears are perked up as a voice echos "a sacrifice" and blinks a few times. The demon can understand that, for some, sacrifices aren't a common thing, but it's one of the things the Sanctum does. Why not invite allies? Sure, it might seem odd, but it's something they can... Say they attended on sacrifice in their life. A small smile if offered the Vaughn and gives a small nod at his words. "Of course. Nice to meet you as well. What might be your name?" Might as well try to learn some more names of the members of BlizzardClan, right? After all, he's the ambassador here and needs to keep up the communication between them.

Then his attention is shifted towards the kitsune and hums a little. The last one he saw was Freya, who lived in with him in the Sanctum, and she... Made him anxious. With smoking and the fire, it just sent shivers down his spine in the fear of suddenly burning alive again. But, he hasn't seen her in awhile and, honestly, he's relieved yet ashamed at the same time. Anyway, another faint smile is offered to the younger male. "Yes, a sacrifice. As, uh, said before it's for Herthe. We will be sacrificing a goat in her name and there will be foods and drinks before we start. After that then we'll bring out the dessert and everyone can go home." Simple, right? Unless, that's what Mieczyslaw isn't asking or looking for. Though, he can always clarify if needed.

Another one arrived to make the small party of three to a party of four. Deadboy can tell she seems too not like the sound of it despite keeping a neutral gaze. Normally a person would be sacrifice, but for the sake of keeping an alliance and not appearing to be a cult (Are they a cult? The Sanctum would be considered that if one gave it some thought.), they would keep it "friendly" as possible. "Uh, no problem." Nobody else was asking any questions and that's good. It means he's less likely to panic and try to cover things up.