ardent

Indestructible fortitude, wielding powers of Thor

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Garm


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12-07-2022, 08:45 PM
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Nothing can stop me, move out of my way

He had moved north for now from his landing site. Hugin flew overhead, keeping well out of reach of Garm's jaws. Hugin knew better today than to get close to a bothered and angry viking male. It had been well too long for garm since he had been among his own kin, and he hadn't plundered, pillaged or even found shit yet. To say his mood was sour was a understatement.

He moved towards the jutting ice sculpture ahead. Thunder and lightning raged overhead, threatening Thor's wrath in the form of a winter storm. The temperatures were too low for any rain but he knew what a storm of that caliber would mean around here. The sky was churning and he was more than happy to bunk in this structure ahead of him.

He padded into the icy structure to find it in a disheveled mess. There were wooden seats askew and strewn about. He heard as hugin croaked and flitted into the building. Half blind face turned up to him. "Damn place looks plundered already.... better than outside with Thor though." he gave a snort as his deep vocals bounced back at him in the space.

He padded forward, eye looking over everything. He could make due with some of this. A fire would be easy enough in the place. With a loud snarl he snapped at one of the rotting seats, breaking pieces off of it. He spat it out near the center where there was a small but comfortable looking cleared spot. Now all he needed was a way to ignite what he had.

A croak and a clatter to his blind side had him snapping his face in the direction. A rock skidding to a stop near his paw gave him every idea, Hugin had been a step ahead of him. Smart bird, staying useful was keeping him alive by Garm's side. He grabbed up the rock and looked at the big stone, its shape was foreign but its use was noted immediately.

He moved to it with the rock in his mouth and quickly struck the stone with the rock making sparks fall. Perfect. Now he would have a fire to stay warm by and cook over. Fuck Thor for trying to fuck with him though.

Walk, "talk", Think

Bloodlust is rising, hurricane in my veins

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