He still didn't know what to make of Katja's pregnancy. Or rather, he didn't know what to make of his and Katja's...relationship? Details from their encounter were sketchy - very sketchy. He remembered all of the damning parts well enough, but other things were still lost in the haze those drinks and plants had created. If there was one thing Laufey learned from the celebration it was that he shouldn't trust Kaprasius and his plants or that monkey-thing and his drinks.
Haze or not, Laufey didn't regret what he'd done. He still felt as he had that night; there was no doubt in his mind that the children he sired would one day make someone formidable adversaries. The blood of two Finnvi was giving them life. All of Alacritia would know their name.
Laufey took great - and childish - pleasure in beating Kaprasius to the meeting. He ghosted in behind Stori and arrived just in time to catch the exchange between his kids. A bit of sibling rivalry? After reaching out and attempting to sneak a lick across the top of Neith's head Laufey moved to sit down between his kids. ""How about you both sit beside me?
This character is prone to acts of EXTREME violence when provoked. If this makes you uncomfortable do not thread with him.
