distant, the wind howls
[ beau ]
06-27-2022, 05:51 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-27-2022, 05:55 PM by Torben. Edited 1 time in total.)
Despite winter fading from the year, the north was always going to be cold and chill. Torben didn't expect it not to be. With a call to Valhalla to say he was going out for a while, he began to head back up to the snow. Perhaps he knew he'd like it there, with his thick coat and heavy steps. He looked akin to a snowman of some sort. Moving effortlessly through the deep banks, he made his way toward a large structure in the near distance. A ship. Torben stood, amazed. He had not heard of ships as big as these except in stories. The great boat of the gods that rode down to the mortal realms, for the gods were much larger than mortal wolves. He recalled with a shudder that he had almost drowned on a raft, slipping into Boreas as he had. Movement behind him caught his attention. Torben glanced behind him, spotting the form of a male. "Lo there" he rumbled in greeting. 1/3 - explore new land (s.s. antiox) |